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As the postgraduate hopeful was about to throw another dice, his body suddenly stiffened. He lowered his eyes and silently looked down at himself, noticing the unfamiliar Confucian robe he had always tried to ignore.,If it weren't for this irrefutable evidence, I almost would have believed the tall tales of that withered monk and the Taoist in his crane-feather cloak.,His face lit up, he wiped his face fiercely, 'spat' out two mouthfuls of muddy water, and started scrambling up the rope, ignoring his image.。