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Tea | words | feelings | small | said
"Is everything ready?"
"That's natural." It's already midnight, and there are two men whispering by a quiet stream. The questioner's tone is tense and cautious, and the respondent's expression is reserved and arrogant.
For a long time, the two seemed to discuss it properly. Among them, a middle-aged man in a brown cotton coat turned to go, and a black carriage was parked not far behind him.
After a few steps, I turned around again, still a little uneasy, and said to me in a hurry: "This is a big event, and there must be no mistakes."
The interviewee is a Taoist priest in his forties, wearing a scarf, a single coat and sandals, and holding a duster in his hand. Lean is quite close to sage like type, but he has a pair of mung bean eyes and a moustache at the corner of his mouth, which vaguely reveals a bourgeois atmosphere that does not match his status. He listened and looked sad: "When did I make a mistake? If you don't trust being original ... "
The former quickly squeezed out a smile: "I can't trust the Taoist priest, but," he muttered, lowering his voice: "This is a big deal. If I fail this time, don't say you and me, even my master ... "
"If you understand the meaning of being original, please rest assured your master." After listening to what he said so carefully, the Taoist priest restrained his anger a little, but his tone still showed impatience.
"okay. I have to go now. " Without further ado, the middle-aged man fuels and says, "See you in Tokyo in ten days. ...
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