Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 349: Moving Mountains and Shifting Battles
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The drizzle gradually fell, the silver moon hung high in the sky, and the streets of Lushan Town were covered with a layer of light mist, making it hazy and misty, but there were still many people coming and going, the town was bustling with people, and the lights were bright.

Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu rested for a night and then traveled for another day before they rode their white horses on the streets of Lushan Town.

The cultural landscape of Lushan Town is not much different from that of Lin'an and Yangzhou. It is still in the Jiangnan style after all. It's just that there are too many people from the Jianghu, which is a bit abnormal. But not all of them come here for Zhao Wumian and Chen Qiyuan.

There are many blacksmith shops in the streets and alleys. At this moment at night, there are still many shirtless men hammering and hammering, sparks flying, and apprentices are holding bellows to control the temperature of the furnace... Many gangsters gather near the blacksmith shops.

"Even though the Jianmen Gate at Mount Lu is gone, there are still so many people coming here to buy weapons?" Zhao Wumian held the reins as he rode his horse, walking slowly on the street and glancing sideways.

Xiao Yuanmu had been traveling for two days and wanted to find an inn to take a shower. Upon hearing this, he said casually:
"Beauty, magic skills, good soldiers, people in the martial arts world always pursue these things. Lushan Sword Sect has been passed down for a hundred years and has a profound foundation. When the sect was still in existence, it not only did business with people in the martial arts world, but also forged weapons for the soldiers of Jiangyou. This Lushan Town is the foundation of Lushan Sword Sect. It is not an exaggeration to call this place the melting pot of Jiangyou. Although the sect is destroyed now, the melting pot will not be extinguished."

"The inheritance of the martial arts world." Zhao Wumian sighed a little, then smiled and said, "Beauty, supernatural powers and good soldiers, I have them all. So, my life in the martial arts world can be considered complete, right?"

"Before entering the martial arts world, everyone wants to be Weiming Hou. After entering the martial arts world, everyone still wants to be Weiming Hou."

Xiao Yuanmu hadn't been to Lushan Town for a long time. He looked around sideways, also looking for an inn. His tone was a little perfunctory, but his words were true.

It is not surprising that he defeated Yangshe Congyun and Tong Congdao. It is not that these two have not been defeated before, but everyone has remembered that Zhao Wumian is now just the unity of man and nature, not the bridge connecting heaven and earth.

Zhao Wumian has not reached his peak yet. With his current achievements, he will be on par with Xiao Yuanmu and Wudamu in the future. If he becomes more powerful, he will be as close as Ji Yingshi.

"All the women in the martial arts world dream of Marquis Weiming..." Before Zhao Wumian could finish his joking words, Xiao Yuanmu's cold gaze was directed at him.

"I'm Zhao Wumian. What does their Meng Weiming Hou have to do with me?"

Zhao Wumian rode his horse to the front of the inn. The groom in front of the inn looked at the man in front of him and got off the horse in the rain and laughed.
"Sir, this horse is definitely worth a fortune, but in my hands, it will be safe. It's raining outside, come in quickly, I'll prepare hot water and hot food for you right away."

Xiao Yuanmu jumped off the horse easily. She had been to Lushan Town before and stayed in this inn. She was not worried about trivial matters such as murder and horse-steed murder, and walked straight into the inn.

"Where is your stable?" Zhao Wumian asked the groom. After getting the answer, he followed Xiao Yuanmu in.

The lobby of the inn was very lively, with most of the people there being martial artists, drinking, eating, and chatting about Zhao Wumian and Chen Qiyuan.

"I heard that the spear master specially asked Taoist Guishan to notarize it, but he hasn't booked a ring yet, and the fight won't take place anywhere."

"Back then, the old spear master fought with Xiao Yuanmu in Mount Lu, but unfortunately he was defeated in a few moves and was killed on the spot. The spear master came here obviously for his father, so he must be near Mount Lu."

"Where are the two Taoist priests Guiyi and Guiyuan? Why are they looking for Guishan?"

"I heard that the two Taoist priests are not on the mountain, but it would be fine if someone could represent Wugong Mountain..."

"It's about the Spear Master's plaque. I wonder if it can be as grand as the Qingcheng Mountain..."

Xiao Yuanmu had already asked the waiter for a room and went up the stairs. Zhao Wumian followed him and entered the house. Xiao Yuanmu stood at the window, looking at the street, frowned and asked:
"Chen Qiyuan invited you to Poyang Lake, but he didn't tell you the exact location... He didn't even issue a challenge."

She raised her hand to catch a few drops of rain, then shook her head slightly and closed the window. Before she turned around, Zhao Wumian came behind her, picked up her petite body and placed it on his lap, smiling slightly.

"We just arrived at Lushan, there's no need to rush."

Xiao Yuanmu was picked up, with her legs in the air and her center of gravity resting on Zhao Wumian. This was obviously very uncomfortable for a warrior, but she didn't care and just said casually:

"The waiter will come in and bring you some hot water later. Stop thinking about these things."

"You bit off my evil thoughts while we were on the road. Now you can't grow bigger, so what can you think of..." Zhao Wumian moved closer, and the faint fragrance from Xiao Yuanmu's body reached his nose, and he couldn't get enough of it.

Holding it in my arms, I felt warm and comfortable, and my little butt pressed against my thighs, which felt really good.

"You don't look like you don't have evil thoughts. I'm warning you, you can do whatever you want when you grow up, but now, you can't..."

After chatting for a while, there was a knock on the door. "Sir, hot water!"

Xiao Yuanmu gave Zhao Wumian a look, and when the screen beside the bathtub was printed with the shadow of smoke and the waiter left, Zhao Wumian also stood up.

The two of them had done a lot of things, but Xiao Yuanmu would never let Zhao Wumian really see her current baby-like body, otherwise he would not let him close his eyes every time.

Zhao Wumian certainly would not have any evil thoughts about a child, so he did not pester her. He left the room, closed the door, pondered for a moment, and suddenly walked away.

Xiao Yuanmu was undressing in the house, listening to Zhao Wumian's footsteps gradually fading away. He paused for a moment, but did not ask.

Not long after she stepped into the bathtub, someone suddenly knocked on the window and Xiao Lengyue's voice came softly.

"Yuanmu, where is Wumian?"

Xiao Yuanmu raised his hand and splashed water onto his snow-white shoulders. He was not surprised and answered casually, "He must have gone there to find the descendants of the Northern Alliance."

"You're not following?"

"What's the hurry? Go after you take a shower..."

crunch--

The window suddenly opened a crack, Xiao Lengyue flashed into the room, raised her hand to close the window, looked at the curling white smoke behind the screen, stepped forward, and asked:

"Where is it? I will go over and take care of it..."

Before Xiao Yuanmu could answer, he saw the water surface in the bathtub suddenly tremble, followed by a sudden roar in the distance.

Boom————

Xiao Yuanmu and Xiao Lengyue's faces changed slightly, and they looked solemn. Outside the inn, there seemed to be deathly silence following the roar. After a moment, there was a sudden noise, and someone outside the inn shouted in surprise.

"Marquis Weiming and the spear master are fighting—"

Zhao Wumian came to the inn's stable and led out a white horse. All the street equipment on the saddle bag had been packed up and taken inside the house. Only two nine-foot spears wrapped in black cloth were placed on the sides of the saddle.

One is a white spear with clear blue water, and the other is an old spear from the Liu family.

The groom who was looking after the horses laughed and said, "Sir, why are you still out so late?"

"Go out and drink."

Zhao Wumian led the horse to the street, climbed onto the saddle, looked up at the sky, and estimated that the rain would not be too heavy. Then he raised his hand to press down his hat, and walked towards the wine shop with his legs together.

As early as when they were on the road, Zhao Wumian asked Xiao Yuanmu where the wine shop owned by the descendants of the Zhubei Alliance was.

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Night, the rest of the night.

rainy night.

The dark alley was deserted and a yellow light was quietly lit.

A bearded man in cloth lit a lamp, stood on the edge of the awning, raised his hand to catch the rain, rubbed the wet rain with his fingertips, then turned around and said helplessly:

"Sir, the rain is getting heavier. If we don't go back now, the road may be difficult to travel."

A man in black clothes as dark as night and with a stern face sat under the awning, holding a wine glass in his hand and drinking silently. There was also a bamboo hat on the table.

A nine-foot-long gun wrapped in black cloth was placed vertically against the square table, almost touching the awning.

"Your shop is located in such a remote place. I've been here for two days and haven't seen many customers. Why don't you take the opportunity to make more money from me and drive me away?"

"You can make money anyway, but my wife will be worried if I don't go home so late at night."

The man drank the wine in the glass and looked at the shopkeeper sideways. He didn't expect that after experiencing such a tragic incident where his entire family was wiped out, he still dared to marry and have children.

After experiencing that, most people would probably have a psychological trauma about the word "family".

The man retracted his gaze, picked up the wine pot and poured himself another glass, sipped the wine and said:
"As early as yesterday, I told you my intention... As long as the shopkeeper can tell me what happened back then, I will give him a thousand taels of silver. Why would I open a wine shop and ask for work? Tomorrow I can buy several hundred taels of jewelry and rouge for your wife."

The shopkeeper's expression did not change when he heard this. He sat in front of the stove, boiled some water, and shook his head slightly.

"What happened back then? I don't understand."

"You know I wouldn't come looking for you for no reason. Since I've already found you here, why do you have to pretend to be ignorant?"

The shopkeeper's eyes gradually became helpless. This man with a gun had been pestering him for two days. If he didn't tell him the truth, he would obviously not let it go.

It's easy to talk now, but if the stalemate continues and makes this gangster impatient, it will be troublesome if he starts fighting.

"Sir, please tell me, who are you?"

"The spear master, Chen Qiyuan."

The shopkeeper paused and stood there in a daze.

Gululu————

The kettle boiled, and the sound of boiling water could be heard in the deserted alley, while the wine shop was dead silent.

The shopkeeper looked at Chen Qiyuan in astonishment and said in a cold voice, "Back then, your father came to my father and asked him about everything. Later, my entire family was exterminated. If I hadn't almost suffocated to death hiding in the well that day, I would have been killed by the sword... But after all these years, his son came to me again?"

Chen Qiyuan was silent. When the old gun leader came to ask for information, he gave money and asked with sincerity. And it was not him who sent people to kill the shopkeeper's family afterwards... But even if it was not the direct cause, the indirect cause could not be avoided.

Back then, it was a mess and it was impossible to tell right from wrong, who was right and who was wrong...but it doesn't make any sense at this moment whether you can tell it or not.

There is no right or wrong in the world.

"It was my father who lost his guard and exposed his whereabouts, which brought disaster upon you. I admit it, so I have never forced you until now, and I will not force you in the future... Come with good intentions. If the shopkeeper still doesn't want to explain anything, I will not pester him any further."

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes slightly.

The old spear leader said the same thing when he looked for his father. His father thought that the old spear leader had a good attitude and would not hit a smiling person, and that he had asked the old spear leader for a favor, so his father told him the truth.

In a trance, he seemed to see the shadow of the old spear master in Chen Qiyuan.

In fact, the old gun master's fault was not really his, but no matter what, he had decided not to get involved with any underworld affairs or people, so he refused coldly.

"The martial arts world is too far away from me... I'm sorry I won't see you off!"

Chen Qiyuan finished the last glass of wine and shook his head slightly. Although he was a playboy, he was not a desperado. Since the shopkeeper was determined, he was too lazy to worry about it.

If you can find the wrong Jin Boshan furnace, then look for it. If you can’t find it, forget it. It’s better to concentrate on this fight with Zhao Wumian.

It was also his fault that he was too incompetent back then. His own father found the clue of the wrong Jin Boshan furnace, but he didn't even ask a single question. He was just busy pursuing prostitutes and wandering around the Red Mansion.

In the end, Dad died and the clues to the wrong Jinboshan furnace were gone.

Xiao Lengyue was right. Many opportunities only come once. Once you miss it, you will never find it again... But although my father is dead, my enemies are still at large.

Even if Xiao Yuanmu is killed, the old spear master will not be resurrected. However, if you are a man of the underworld and turn a blind eye to the murderer of your father, what kind of man of the underworld are you?

Zhao Wumian was determined to protect him, so he beat Zhao Wumian until he couldn't fight back, and then he picked up the gun and killed Xiao Yuanmu.

Thinking of his enemies, Chen Qiyuan's face turned slightly cold. He put down his wine glass with a slight "bang" sound, threw a silver ingot on the table, and was about to get up when a clear and elegant voice suddenly came from the alley.

"Not far, I'm here, how can the martial arts world be far away... But you, Chen Qiyuan, you're here too..."

Chen Qiyuan and the shopkeeper were both stunned and looked towards the alley. The rain gradually got heavier, and the raindrops hit the streets and alleys, making a rustling sound. The splashing water droplets gradually condensed into mist. The alley was deep and dark, and it was difficult to see anything.

The shopkeeper raised the lamp and took a few steps forward. The dim light shone through the mist, and the shadow of a white horse gradually emerged from the dark mist.

Boom————

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the moonlit sky, and the shopkeeper and Chen Qiyuan could clearly see who was coming.

A page of rain, a white horse, a bamboo hat, a horizontal sword, a long sword, and a blue shirt.

Ta-da, ta-da————

The man in green, wearing a straw hat and leading a white horse, walked slowly forward from the alley entrance to the wine shop. He untied the strap of his straw hat under his chin, gently shook off the raindrops on the hat and placed it on the table, facing Chen Qiyuan's straw hat, and then sat down casually opposite Chen Qiyuan.

"I should have thought of it earlier. Since you came to Mount Lushan, there is no way you wouldn't come here to drink... After all, not many people know what happened back then."

The man in green untied the scarlet wine gourd from his waist, unscrewed the cork, poured a mouthful of Tinglan wine into his mouth, and then looked at Chen Qiyuan.

Chen Qiyuan suddenly laughed out loud. He didn't expect that just when he thought of him, they would meet unexpectedly. "Zhao Wumian... Where's Xiao Yuanmu? Is she following?"

"Why ask her?"

"She is seriously injured and only one tenth of her strength remains. The only one she can rely on is you... Beating you down in front of her will naturally help me to relieve the hatred in my heart."

Chen Qiyuan pushed his wine glass forward slightly, motioning Zhao Wumian to pour him a glass of wine as well.

The words were extremely unfriendly, and it was estimated that no one could tell that the two of them actually had a good relationship... After all, they were going to fight soon, so what was there to be friendly about?
Who are you pretending for?

Chen Qiyuan wants to kill his wife!
Gululu————

Zhao Wumian poured a glass of wine for Chen Qiyuan and replied casually, "That depends on whether you have the ability."

Chen Qiyuan didn't care and smiled faintly.

Zhao Wumian then glanced at the shopkeeper, thought for a moment, and said, "Long time no see?"

The shopkeeper bowed to him, and said in a surprised tone, "Young Master Xiao, you, you are the Marquis Wei Ming? How did you go to the court and become the emperor's eagle..."

The shopkeeper almost blurted out the word "hawk and dog". Obviously, he knew who Zhao Wumian was.

"This matter is complicated. I was injured before and I don't remember anything... Just tell him what Chen Qiyuan wants to ask. Otherwise, if he remembers it one day and feels like it, he will come here to bother me again and tell me about it."

Chen Qiyuan laughed a few more times while holding his wine glass...it was indeed true.

The shopkeeper glanced at Chen Qiyuan. Since Zhao Wumian had spoken, he told the truth:

"On the eve of the country's demise, the Xiao family entrusted the Cuojin Boshan furnace to General Yi... But General Yi still had to lead the navy to the Northern Expedition, so he was unable to do so, so he handed it over to the Zhubei Alliance for safekeeping..."

Zhao Wumian frowned slightly, "Do you know the exact location?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "Young man, you don't know that the inlaid gold Boshan furnace has the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, and the stars move. It is difficult to predict the reality..."

"What a gimmick. Isn't that what every Nine Bells brag about?" Chen Qiyuan was getting impatient and waved his hand, "Speak human language."

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows and said, "Listen if you want to, or get out of here if you don't. If it weren't for Young Master Xiao, I wouldn't say a word to you even if you cut off my head and used it as a urinal."

"Hey, I am a man of the underworld, but he is not? Don't you want to be involved in the underworld?"

"So what? Young Master Xiao has done me a favor, but what have you done for me?"

Seeing the two quarreling in front of him, Zhao Wumian knocked on the table with the bottom of the gourd, signaling Chen Qiyuan not to interrupt, and looked at the shopkeeper.
"Go on. I have forgotten everything that happened before. Without your information, I would be in the dark and I don't know when I will find it."

The shopkeeper then continued:

"Move the mountain, not level it... This mountain is shattered into pieces and sent to another place, that is moving the mountain, just like the Mount Lushan in front of us. If the Cuojin Boshan Furnace shows its power, I am afraid that in a breath, Mount Lushan will appear out of thin air and go to the East China Sea. Mount Lushan in Jiangyou will no longer exist, leaving only the flat land... This is the real magic of the Cuojin Boshan Furnace. Can you understand it, young hero?"

Zhao Wumian's eyes showed a hint of surprise, his heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously stroked the red silk tied around his forearm.

To put it bluntly, isn't this the ability to move in space? Anything involving time is bound to involve space, and the two are indispensable and complement each other.

In the past, Zhao Wumian had guessed that there must be a Nine Bells in this world that corresponds to the Naraku Red Silk... He never imagined that the Nine Bells was the Cuojin Boshan Furnace that he had been searching for for a long time.

He knew that his control over the Naraku Red Silk had reached a bottleneck. He had a vague feeling when he came to the East China Sea that the opportunity for a breakthrough might be here... Could it be the Cuojin Boshan Furnace?
Once the inlaid gold Boshan furnace is found, time and space are reflected, and heaven and man are in harmony, Zhao Wumian's method of retrospection will reach a new level... Only then can he restore his memory and build a bridge between heaven and earth?
Thinking of this, Zhao Wumian's heart skipped a beat.

Luo Xiangzhu once said that in her dream when she had a high fever, she saw many unfamiliar places, and finally stopped on an unknown island in the East China Sea... Now it seems that the Cuojin Boshan furnace may automatically move to another place from time to time.

No wonder Jiuer and I have been searching for so many years without any results.

Zhao Wumian expressed his guess.

The shopkeeper was slightly stunned, then shook his head.

"The inlaid gold Boshan furnace will indeed move spontaneously, but over the years, the Xiao family must have found a way to stabilize it. I heard my father mention it. It seems to be an unknown treasure. There is only one in the world. Back then, along with the inlaid gold Boshan furnace, it was handed over to General Yi and even the Zhubei Alliance."

Zhao Wumian frowned, wanting to ask how come his aunt didn't know about it, but then he changed his words, "I'm also a member of the Xiao family, how come I don't know about this thing?"

The shopkeeper laughed, "Young man, I asked this question a few years ago... You should know that this matter is very secret, and it has only been passed down by word of mouth. There is absolutely no record in the books. It is normal for you not to know about it."

Chen Qiyuan drank up the wine in the glass, thinking to himself that the old man Guishan had repeatedly warned him not to let Zhao Wumian know about the existence of the shopkeeper... But who would have thought that if it weren't for Zhao Wumian's help, who would have known such a secret?

Chen Qiyuan shook his head gently to clear away the distracting thoughts in his mind, "Where is the Cuojin Boshan furnace that was expelled from the Northern Alliance hidden?"

"It is the ruins of the Northern Alliance."

Zhao Wumian stroked the wine gourd, "Did I know this information before?"

The shopkeeper nodded.

"But Yuanmu and I haven't found the wrong Jinboshan furnace until now...so you don't know where the Zhubei Alliance ruins are?"

The shopkeeper laughed bitterly. "What happened sixty years ago is too long ago. It can only be passed down by word of mouth, so inevitably a lot of things are lost. My father only told me these things back then, and then he was killed by his enemy..."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, as if he had figured out the whole story.

Without collecting the four colored glaze jades, who would know where the Zhubei League ruins are?
Now it has been determined to be an island.

The small island where the Cuojin Boshan furnace is located is the site of the Zhubei Alliance. It is normal for the Zhubei Alliance, a force that was active half a century ago, to disappear from the world of martial arts as time passed... It is a clue after all.

As long as the shopkeeper is alive, there must be other descendants of the Zhubei Alliance alive. There must be someone who knows where the ruins of the Zhubei Alliance are.

No wonder Zhao Wumian helped that woman in Yangzhou before. He used this as a clue to find the wrong Jin Boshan furnace.

He has clearly taken a step closer to finding the wrong Jin Boshan furnace and recovering his memory.

Zhao Wumian tightened his grip on the wine gourd and his heart began to burn.

Chen Qiyuan glanced at Zhao Wumian and saw that he was happy. He was silent for a moment, then he stroked the rough wine glass with his fingers and said:

"Boy, don't be happy too soon. You treat me as a brother and don't mind me listening to these secrets... But this doesn't mean that I will help you find the wrong Jinboshan furnace."

Zhao Wumian's slightly excited heart slowly calmed down. He shook his head and laughed, "You have a grudge against Yuan Mu, so there's no way you would cooperate with us... Of course I know that."

"It's easy to talk to you."

Chen Qiyuan raised the wine glass and swallowed the remaining wine, then he let out a long sigh, stood up, grasped the Blood Scale Spear wrapped in black cloth, put it on his shoulder, and smiled unrestrainedly.

"With Xiao Yuanmu by my side, I will never cooperate with you. It would be better to say..."

Chen Qiyuan paused, his smile turned cold, "I want to intervene and put a damper on Xiao Yuanmu's arrogance."

"You!" Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper looked angry and glared at Chen Qiyuan.

Zhao Wumian sat at the table, holding a wine gourd, not looking surprised at all. He raised his hand to signal the shopkeeper not to react so strongly. He said softly:
"If I can defeat you, not only will you not touch Xiao Yuanmu again, but you will also not interfere with the Jinboshan furnace again...right?"

Chen Qiyuan grinned.

"It's exactly right, except for one thing... You defeated me today, but when my martial arts improve, I will fight you again. Sooner or later, I will defeat Wei Ming Hou and kill my father's enemy."

Zhao Wumian laughed a few times and nodded slightly, "You can come as many times as you want, I'll take over."

Chen Qiyuan lifted up his bamboo hat with the tip of his gun, turned around and walked away, saying:
"I asked Guishan to serve as a notary. There is an island on Poyang Lake called 'Lianhe'. We will go there to fight at noon tomorrow."

After saying that, Chen Qiyuan put on his hat, turned around and walked out of the awning.

At this moment, Zhao Wumian's calm voice suddenly came from behind him.

"The battle between you and me is for the old spear master, for Xiao Yuanmu, not for the spear master plaque. If you want to fight, you can fight anytime and anywhere, even here... You even specially looked for a notary, and thought of a place for the battle..."

"Why? Are you and I here to compete in a martial arts contest instead of settling a past grudge?"

As the words fell on the ground with the raindrops, Chen Qiyuan suddenly stopped where he was.

The alley was dead silent.

sough----

On a rainy night, the cold wind suddenly rushed into the deep alley. The dim wine flag in front of the wine stall fluttered, and then suddenly broke in the middle, floated a few meters to the side, and fell to the ground with a clang.

The shopkeeper's heart suddenly rose to his throat. Although he did not know martial arts, he could feel an indescribable force in the rain that froze him in place, unable to move.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley. It was the shopkeeper's wife, who was looking for him with a little baby and an oil-paper umbrella.

The shopkeeper finally came to his senses, and quickly took his wife and the child and hid far away.

Chen Qiyuan paused for a few seconds, then slowly turned his head to look at Zhao Wumian and smiled.

"Just to my liking."

Zhao Wumian also smiled faintly.

He put the scarlet wine gourd into the saddle bag to prevent it from being destroyed during the battle... This was a gift from Mu Lier.

After putting away the wine gourd, Zhao Wumian stood beside the horse and raised his hand to hold the white spear.

Ta-da, ta-da————

The white horse knew that it was going to have a fierce battle, so it stepped forward lightly with its hooves, and the nine-foot-long green spear was slowly pulled out from the side of the saddle.

The two figures standing there with guns said nothing more.

Only the rain is getting heavier...

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I will finish writing the fight scene in the next chapter in one go, and also ask for a monthly ticket. Thank you.

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