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In the early morning of late autumn, the mist had yet to dissipate entirely. Within Gailiu County town, wisps of smoke were already rising from hearths, and faintly, one could hear murmurs of voices.,In his previous life, he had only spent two or three years learning from his mountain hermit master about things like setting up graves, performing rituals for the deceased, and assisting with difficult births.,When the four-wheeled sun rose over the clouds, the food was finally ready, and even the tired apprentices had smiles on their faces.。