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Chapter 22: The Fierce Beast and the Phoenix Come Back

Chapter 22 The ferocious beast, the sea of ​​swords, and the phoenix return

Despite the huge age difference, his father's existence is like a father that Sun Wu does not have. Growing up under the protection of his father and Fengjie, Sun Wu never felt that there was anything wrong with him without his parents. Other children should have

Things that I also own.

Although his father often travels abroad, Sun Wu has never worried about his safety. He has listened to his father telling various adventure stories since he was a child. In the young boy's heart, his father is like an omnipotent hero who has nothing to do.

No matter how terrifying monsters or enemies can stump him, they will only become ingredients to set off dad's adventure stories and cannot harm him. As for dad being seriously ill and weak, he has never even dreamed of it.

Therefore, when that incredible scene really appeared in front of him, Sun Wu was only briefly surprised, followed by a rush of anxiety and passion, and his eyes immediately turned red. His only thought was to return to Liangshan Po as soon as possible to see his father.

If Xiang Ling hadn't caught him in time, he would have even pounced towards the three-dimensional image.

(I can’t believe that this young master can be so impulsive sometimes. I usually see him restraining himself and being self-disciplined and self-respecting, but in the end he still has a side that suits his age...)

Xiangling turned his attention to the three-dimensional image. The image of the old man was indeed consistent with his memory. It was true that he was the Juyang Martial God, but why was he so haggard? Could a master like him be so sick?

(Uh, could it be... just pretending?)

With a suspicion in her heart, Xiangling looked at Xiaoshang. Although she didn't respond, Xiangling still confirmed her doubt.

"...You left so suddenly without even saying hello. Dad misses you very much...Xiao Wu, how are you doing recently? Did you eat and dress well? People in the world outside are sinister. Dad

I'm worried that you will almost shed tears with worry..."

The old man didn't mention a word about his illness. He was concerned about Sun Wu's current situation. However, after talking, he not only coughed frequently, but even his eyes couldn't focus. His eyes wandered around laxly, as if his eyes had already stopped.

Can't see anything.

This situation seemed desolate in the eyes of others, but it was even more shocking to Sun Wu. His whole body was in chaos.

"No, it can't be done. Dad is sick. I don't have time to waste here. I have to get the relics and go back to Liangshan as soon as possible! Xiaoshang, can you help me prepare? I want to go back to see dad as soon as possible..."

Just when the young man was already worried, the old man's cough suddenly intensified, and then he performed the classic action necessary for all serious illness scenes: after several loud coughs, a handkerchief hidden somewhere was taken out and he wiped his mouth.

"Ouch! Blood..."

There was a large amount of blood on the snow-white handkerchief, which looked really shocking, but Xiangling couldn't help but laugh, because compared with the normal dramatic effect. Please be kind to my kind father, this "amount of bleeding" is a bit shocking, the whole thing

The handkerchief turned into a bloody red silk cloth as if it had just been soaked in a bucket of red water. If all this was coughed up blood, I'm afraid the two lung lobes would have been completely rotten.

"...Oh, no, it's not blood. Ahem, Xiaowu, daddy is not sick and in good health. Don't worry about daddy. You see, daddy is as strong as an ox. Even doing this is not enough.

It’s okay. ”

In order to hide his appearance, the old man hid the handkerchief behind his back and deliberately punched his chest to show that he was strong, but he only punched twice. The color of the old man's face suddenly changed. There was a "Wow" and a big mouthful of blood.

Just spray it on the sheets.

(This, this is too exaggerated, isn’t it? Such illogical and bad acting. It will only spill blood. Will anyone believe it?)

Xiangling tried hard to hold back her laughter, but was shocked to see Sun Wu next to him, whose face was pale and a string of tears rolled down his face. He was worried about the old man in the picture and wished he could fly back to his hometown.

The whole atmosphere seemed extremely tense, but suddenly an unexpected change occurred. The door of the room where the old man was located was suddenly pushed open, and a strong man ran into the room.

"Village chief, two dogs died at your door. What happened? Did the Dog Emperor send an assassin here? Sister Feng, you are here too. That's great. Come and think of a solution. That fire turtle's guts not only sprayed

The fire is blowing out steam, and now everyone can't even see clearly when walking..."

Sun Wu recognized the strong man who ran in to disturb the village as Uncle Lu, the "Giant Spirit God" in the village. After he came in and shouted something, he seemed to have discovered something very strange and made a sound of surprise.

"Village, Village Chief, why does your room smell so strong of dog blood? Also, why are you applying such thick white powder on your face? It looks like you are seriously ill. Sister Feng, Village Chief, is he feeling unwell?

?Then can we still hold the scheduled drinking party tonight?"

If you want to ruin the atmosphere, you can only say so much, because the angry person will not let him talk anymore. Maybe the sick old man just now shocked the onlookers, thinking that he was not as great as the legend, but then

The scene that came down made everyone understand what it means to have a sword that never gets old.

The figure of the old man lying on the hospital bed flashed for an instant, even though it was only for a brief moment, and then the whole screen completely blacked out. Although the time was short, in the eyes of masters such as Xiang Ling, Tuoba Zhanyue, and Yuwen Guihe.

, but still saw a trace of afterimage.

The figure of the afterimage was like electricity, and its agile posture was reminiscent of a cheetah in its heyday. It pounced on its prey fiercely and fiercely. When the figure disappeared in a flash, everyone present asked themselves, no one was confident that they could avoid it.

After this pounce, in the darkness where no picture could be seen, people could only hear a series of loud explosions, like something exploding forcibly, or like the sound of bones breaking.

"...A-Feng, remember to cut off the paragraph just now. You must not send it out. You have to cut it off!"

At the old man's special instructions, the screen lit up again. The old man was still sitting on the bed sickly, looking depressed. But in addition to the blood stains on the bed, even the ground next to him was stained red with blood. There was a long blood stain.

, extending out of the doorway from the ground, no matter how you look at it, there are traces of a heavy object covered in blood being dragged past.

"Ahem... Xiao Wu, don't worry about it. Dad is fine. Although he has a slight cough and coughs up blood, he is still in good health. Don't worry about him! Ahem... Hey, camera

Don’t zoom out, take the photo here.”

Seemingly ignoring the old man's wishes, the camera panned left and right. In addition to the trail of blood trailing toward the door, there were also some blood stains on the walls and windows. This fully told the fate of the tragic victim just now.

(With blood spurting out like this, even if you don’t die, your bones will probably be scattered, right? Then why was this section not cut, but was still broadcast? Are there anyone in Liangshanbo who disobeys Juyang Martial God’s orders?)

Thinking of this, Xiangling looked at Xiaoshang, who blinked and answered silently.

However, after a series of coughs, the words spoken by Juyang Martial God puzzled Xiangling, because he really did not ask Sun Wu to return home.

"Xiao Wu, you left your hometown to retrieve the Buddha's blood relics. But we didn't let you and Xiao Shang leave home just to let you find the relics. Do you remember that dad told you before that men in this world

What is the most important meaning of life?”

Finally when the subject was brought up, the old man's eyes suddenly became bright and clear. He straightened his waist and said, "Just pursue your dream! No matter how many obstacles and dangers there are, they cannot prevent a man from pursuing his dream. You should

You left your hometown to realize your dreams. Don't be tied to small constraints. Issues such as Buddha's blood relics are too narrow for you, let alone responsibilities that you should be tied to.

Forget about this thing and turn your attention to what you really should be looking at. "

When leaving Liangshanbo, Sun Wu only said goodbye to his sister, but did not say goodbye to his father. But his father's words at this time were like drums at dusk and bells in the morning, beating in his heart, which really made him think of something.

"Men pursue their dreams. What they need is strength. Don't doubt yourself. Over the years, regardless of the seasons, your hard training has never stopped. Everyone in Liangshan Boli has witnessed it with their own eyes. You should believe in yourself more. Remember, when

When you want to help someone wholeheartedly and want to accomplish something, the power you need will emerge, and miracles...will happen. "

Having said this, the old man raised his hand and made a shooting gesture towards the center of the screen.

"...Go on, stupid son, and pursue your dreams!"

After a brief sentence, the entire scene disappeared, leaving only a young man who was fascinated by it, standing in front of the metal disc.

Sun Wu was not the only one who was affected by the pictures just now. Xiang Ling, and all the members of the Iron Blood Cavalry, including Tuoba Zhanyue and Yuwen Guihe, all got the message from the old man's words and read out those words.

The undertone hidden in the words.

First of all, the identities of Sun Wu and Xiao Shang have been confirmed; secondly, everyone can clearly feel the love and attention Ju Yang Martial God has for this adopted son. If anyone tries to challenge this, or suspects that Ju Yang Martial God is silent

Many years later, whether the strength of the past is still maintained, then... someone has just set an example with self-sacrifice.

Just because of reading this, the whole place was silent for a moment, no one made a noise, everyone was quiet, quietly thinking about different things.

But for Sun Wu, what he saw was very simple, which were the blessings and encouragement sent from his father all the way. If he had gone to say goodbye to his father when he left Liangshanbo, he would have heard these words at that time, right?

?

The long-lost warmth made the young man very excited. He knew clearly that Liangshanbo was far away on the other side of the sky, but he couldn't bear it with his blood boiling and shouted to the sky.

"Dad! Thank you~~~~Thank you~~~Dad, please take care of yourself!"

The young man yelled to the sky, making the mountains roar and everyone's ears buzzing. But at this moment, Xiao Shang came to Sun Wu and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey, stop crying, it's ugly."

"...Xiao...Xiao Shang, dad cares about us very much, he..."

"Yes, he is so kind to us. Seeing you like this, Uncle Lu's sacrifice is not meaningless. He can die in peace."

"Uh...Uncle Lu, what's wrong with him? I saw him appear for a moment just now, and then the screen went black, and when it lit up again he was no longer there. Is there something wrong with him? Is he sick too?"

"...You are extremely slow when you should be smart. You are worthy of being the only audience in Liang Shanbo."

A few brief conversations. Apart from Sun Wu and Xiao Shang, only Xiang Ling understood the meaning, and she was even more shocked to discover what kind of situation this young man might have grown up in before.

However, before Sun Wu could make a move, "Sky" responded to the boy's call. A thin golden light and shadow appeared on the sky. Soon, everyone could see clearly that it was the metal homing pigeon flying again.

Come back.

After circling and landing, the metal carrier pigeon landed on Xiao Shang's shoulder. The pigeon opened its beak and spit out a roll of thin paper. When he opened it, Sun Wu immediately recognized that it was his sister's handwriting, with an address written on it. Except

There is nothing else.

If this piece of paper had been dropped together with the metal disc when the carrier pigeon returned from the previous trip, Sun Wu would only admire his sister's thoughtfulness and foresight. But in this situation, Sun Wu would only make a suggestion.

doubt.

"Xiao Shang. How long has it been since the last time the carrier pigeon flew out?"

"It should take eight days to bring it back."

"How long have you been here this time?"

"Don't you know how to calculate it yourself? Adding up the time before and after, it's only twenty minutes at most. "

"Why did it take eight days to fly before and come back in twenty minutes this time?"

Xiao Shang did not answer. In fact, there was no need for Xiao Shang to answer. Sun Wu himself knew the answer very well. When Xiang Ling followed the direction of Xiao Shang's finger and looked at the sky, staring at the thick clouds covering the entire sky, he fell to the ground for a while.

The young man who sighed also jumped up, pointed his finger to the sky, and yelled.

"Don't just hide and watch! It's too much to keep silent about everything!"

The sky is still silent, and the dark clouds float one after another, always silent, always silent...

Ju Yang Martial God's flying pigeon message, although it is spiritual encouragement, does not have much practical significance and cannot change the status quo.

Before dawn the next day, Sun Wu went up to the top of the mountain again to continue his challenge to Beigong Arhat. However, Beigong Arhat did not show off because of Ju Yang Martial God's great reputation. In fact, this Zuo Commander might

He was the one who most insisted on obtaining the Buddha's blood relic among the Iron-Blooded Cavalry. Even Tuoba Zhanyue was not as determined as him. Therefore, Beigong Luohan became increasingly angry towards Sun Wu who repeatedly blocked him, and he could not take action.

Getting heavier and heavier.

Moreover, I don’t know if the commotion caused by the previous night was too great and attracted the attention of people in the distance. Starting from the next day, more searchers gradually appeared in the nearby mountainous areas, looking for clues in the mountains and fields.

For the sake of safety, the Iron-Blooded Cavalry organized a protective net to eliminate enemies who accidentally broke into the cordon without knowing it, preventing them from discovering their existence. However, the Iron-Blooded Cavalry fought one-on-one.

Although the combat power is strong, if you want to do this kind of tracking and assassination sniping work, then the direct iron-blooded knights are not good at it. Therefore, most of the hunters are composed of Takuba Zhanyue and Yuwen Guhe.

Take action to eliminate.

Xiangling didn't see how Tuoba Zhanyue took action, but even if she didn't see it with her own eyes, she could still imagine it, because the shocking sword attack in the inn that day had unknowingly leaked too much information, enough to make Tuoba

Zangetsu was very sad and heartbroken...

In comparison, Xiangling was more concerned about Yuwen Guihe's ability. What kind of extraordinary methods did this old man who was quite resourceful and might be a magic weapon developer make Xiangling very curious, and took advantage of him to take action

After eliminating those hunters, Xiang Ling finally saw the answer clearly.

The magic weapon used by Yuwen Guihe is one mechanical puppet after another. Some are controlled by suspension wires, and some are completely automatic. They are completely different in height and size, but they have ever-changing effects, or they are as agile as the wind.

Some have the power to open mountains, some can breathe fire, or some can be stronger than steel. More than a dozen puppets with different effects were released at once, and they once ate up an enemy squad and killed them all.

(It turned out to be a puppet master. According to legend, this is a branch of the magic weapon developer. It is very practical in actual combat. During the chaos of the Taiping Army, there were several famous puppet masters. They drove puppets and charged into battle. They were just one person.

The army, now I have seen it.)

I had the opportunity to meet the rumored puppet master. When more than a dozen puppets were released at once, they disappeared in the long grass all over the mountains and plains in the blink of an eye. Soon after, screams came one after another, and the green grass opened in between.

The bleeding red flowers really showed Xiang Ling the combat power of the puppet master.

However, Xiao Shang, who also saw this scene, had no special reaction, which made Xiang Ling curious and guessed Xiao Shang's true thoughts.

(Currently, we still have the possibility of taking action with the Iron-Blooded Cavalry. Leaving aside the other Iron-Blooded Knights, among the three most difficult ones to deal with, the one most suitable for Miss Shang is Yuwen Guihe. It is impossible for her not to know this.

. You should be thinking of countermeasures already.)

The pressure of the hunter's appearance is not just for the Iron-Blooded Cavalry. Xiangling also feels the same. Although the method of annihilating all the hunter like this is a decisive and ruthless method, it is also a poison to quench thirst, because although the hunter has no chance to see

The information received was sent back, but after so many searchers came to this area, they disappeared automatically. No information was sent back, which was an answer invisibly.

At present, these searchers come sporadically, and they are all ordinary gangsters, and their actions lack organization. However, in at least half a day, their disappearance will alarm the nearby gangs. By then, whether it is

Cihang Jingdian, or the Alliance, or even the government, will organize operations in groups. The news that the Iron Blood Cavalry is hiding here will be exposed sooner or later. The only strategy is to leave as soon as possible, but...

"No matter what, we have to survive the fifth day here. If a head-on confrontation is inevitable, then we will let the Chinese dogs see the courage and fighting spirit of the foreign men!"

Tuoba Zangyue's words won the unanimous support of the iron-blooded knights. Since Sun Wu and Beigong Luohan have made a binding agreement and implemented it seriously, this promise has become a man's honor. The most important promise and honor for a man from a foreign land, in

Before the expiration of these five days of restraint, they must keep this promise no matter what.

Xiang Ling can understand the so-called passion of these men, but she still feels that the matter is not simple, and there may be some reasons, because the risk of staying here for five days is extremely high. If one thing is not done well, it will turn into several major forces and the government.

They joined forces to attack and wiped out the entire Iron-Blooded Cavalry, leaving no one to die. If the Iron-Blooded Cavalry was just a brave and ruthless organization, they would have died hundreds of times in the past and would not be as active as they are now.

There must be some special reason for all the members of the Iron Blood Cavalry to take risks and stay here for five days to complete the battle agreement between Beigong Luohan and Sun Wu. Xiang Ling could see this, but she couldn't think of it.

That reason.

However, these are just Xiangling's troubles. For Sun Wu, things are much simpler. He only needs to focus all his energy on defeating Beigong Luohan. Judging from the situation in the first two days, this matter has nothing to do with it.

Progress, the boy is just repeating the same failure.

Beigong Luohan's method of responding to the enemy has not changed. He still waits for Sun Wu to run closer and then fires his sword energy in the air to injure the enemy. Due to the huge difference in strength, one shot of his sword energy can send Sun Wu flying away.

Sun Wu insisted on breaking through the level and minimized his rest time. He tried almost day and night, and even Beigong Arhat could not get any rest. In the end, he seemed to be tired of such a battle, and Beigong Arhat turned his back.

, no longer faced Sun Wu, but every time the young man tried to get closer, no matter from which angle, the magical sword energy always accurately blocked his approach and knocked him flying out.

Not to mention the golden bell to protect the body, even if the entire body is really made of gold and iron, it will be badly damaged after accumulating so many impacts. By the evening of the next day, the body that had been enduring Sun Wu's fall and stumble

After accumulating thousands of impact forces, the boulder finally disintegrated with a "collision" and exploded into pieces, turning into gravel all over the ground. The boy stood up again in a cloud of smoke and dust, and took a precarious posture.

Prepare to rush out again.

"Master!"

Xiang Ling, who was carrying a basin, arrived at this time and hurriedly handed the towel to Sun Wu and asked him to wipe the dust on his face. When he saw it under the sunset, Xiang Ling couldn't help being shocked.

"Xiang Ling, is it getting dark so soon? Why can't I seem to see anything?"

"Master, your eyes...are so swollen."

"Really? One or two? If there are two, wouldn't they look like goldfish?"

Hearing what Sun Wu said, Xiang Ling didn't know if she should laugh, but the young man in front of her had a bruised nose and swollen face, and his original delicate appearance was completely lost. From a distance, the swollen eyelids and bruised head and face looked really...

Like a swollen little pig's head.

Wiping with hot water should make people feel better, but Xiang Ling found it difficult to do it because those shocking bruises seemed to break the skin and bleed if she pressed it lightly. During the hesitation, she suddenly thought of Sun Wu's Golden Bell.

The shield is only the sixth level of cultivation. Not counting the most vulnerable eyes, there are at least three shields on the body. The shield points are the most vulnerable. As long as they receive a little attack, they will immediately break the skill and lower the level. These two

He had been attacked thousands of times in a day. With Beigong Arhat's sophistication, he might have figured out the location of his cover.

"Master, your golden bell..."

"Can you see? It was already broken down and downgraded this morning, and now it's only at the fourth level."

"Master, please let go... Even if you don't change your mind, at least take a rest. You won't survive tomorrow. "

The word "give up" was not spoken, but the final result was still the same. After Sun Wu wiped his face, he asked Xiang Ling to leave. When he left with the basin, Xiang Ling glanced at Sun Wu, even though his face was swollen and bruised.

She didn't show much expression, but Xiangling still felt that the boy was smiling.

(Why are you laughing? Does he think he has a chance of winning? Doing such a meaningless thing, he must not have broken his brain, right? The child's ideas are really strange. Alas, I am only two years older than him, how can his ideas be different?

so many?)

Since they met, because Sun Wu has always behaved maturely and with a strong sense of responsibility, Xiangling naturally forgot about his age, but last night when she saw him crying in front of the three-dimensional video, she was shocked to realize that he was still only a fourteen-year-old boy.

The young master, on an emotional level, cannot be calculated from an adult perspective.

(So, doing things now is purely based on blood and passion. There is no rational calculation in it? What is the purpose of Juyang Martial God training such an heir?)

I couldn't think of it, and I felt like I was falling into a big quagmire. I could only shake my head and walk down the mountain.

"Huh?"

After taking a few steps, there was a light of fire in the distance and a slight smell in the wind. Xiangling sensed it and discovered that a new batch of hunters were approaching, and their actions were very organized.

Ordinary mediocrity.

"This is... the Alliance? A team organized with the Heluo Sword Sect as the main body. "

The Iron-Blooded Cavalry had already noticed and began to fight against the enemy. Beigong Luohan, who had been turning his back to Sun Wu, also stood up after realizing that the enemy's lineup was unusual, and turned around to face the young man who was about to charge into the position.

.

"Boy, I don't have time to play around with you anymore, even if you are the heir of the Juyang Martial God. If you don't even have the qualifications to get close to me, you will die here!"

Beigong Arhat's announcement, his deep roar was like a tiger's roar, full of murderous aura, even the distant Xiangling shuddered, feeling the anger and seriousness of this giant man, but Sun Wu didn't even think about it

, immediately replied: "Okay, that's it."

Such a quick reply sounded extremely insulting and contemptuous to Beigong Arhat's ears. The only explanation was that the other party relied on his background and did not take himself seriously.

"Boy! Do you think this is playing?"

Without any unnecessary nonsense, Sun Wu has already sprinted towards this direction, and Beigong Luohan no longer talks much. He has seen the figure thousands of times and has long been tired of it, just like the figure before.

It was the same experience thousands of times. A sword was forced out, but it was ten times more powerful than before. One of the kid's arms was to be taken off as punishment.

The sharp sword energy came through the air and was so powerful that Xiang Ling was sure that Sun Wu would be seriously injured by this sword. His first reaction was to no longer care about whether his identity would be exposed and to go all out to save him, but that was it.

Just as he was thinking about it, an unreasonable thing happened. Sun Wu suddenly disappeared from the sight of the two people.

(Where did the person go? Why did he suddenly disappear? Ah! Could it be...)

A ridiculous thought flashed across her mind. Xiang Ling raised her gaze a few degrees and looked at a direction that only she could calculate. She suddenly saw several people of Sun Wu floating in the sky, arcing back like a clumsy bird.

Soaring, falling towards the rear of Beigong Arhat, although his movement is cumbersome, he still has the royal posture of a flying phoenix.

(This is...from the Phoenix Book...)

Unable to feel the surprise in Xiang Ling's heart, Sun Wu just strained every nerve, trying to land safely without disturbing Beigong Luohan, and he was also prepared to avoid the raging waves that were about to stir up once he knew about it.

The sword energy surges wildly.

In the midst of intense concentration, a long-lost childhood memory reappeared in my mind. It was an experiment that I and Xiaoshang conducted a long time ago in Liangshanbo.

The origin of the experiment is the stories and wisdom told by my father. No matter how powerful a swordsman is, no matter how impeccable his sword, there must be flaws in his body, because there is no perfect person in the world. As long as he is a human, he must have flaws.

.

Maybe it's a small action, maybe it's an abnormal reaction after a surprise. Maybe it's a brief distraction, maybe it's some small habits that have been planted since childhood, and even the person involved is not aware of it...especially the last one.

Because I am used to it, no matter how obvious the mistake is, it will be ignored.

'Human beings are creatures that rely on reactions. As long as you do the same thing thousands of times, you can see the flaws and even develop some flaws that didn't exist in the first place. '

In order to confirm what my father said, I and Xiao Shang found a tiger in the mountains. I repeatedly provoked the tiger to claw at me. I relied solely on the golden bell to protect myself. Xiao Shang was there to summarize and organize hundreds of things.

After thousands of times, I finally found the so-called flaws, and then I used these flaws to knock down the tiger that I could easily defeat even without looking for flaws.

The plan was successful, but it has no practicality at all. Because if the opponent is a master, you have no chance of being attacked by him thousands of times and looking for his bad habits and flaws; if Xiaowu you can be attacked by him thousands of times,

Then the opponent must be very weak, and you can defeat him without finding any loopholes. '

'No, not necessarily. Maybe there are still some people who can apply this tactic. Don't say that our hard work this month is not worth it!'

'Oh? Who would stab you thousands of times?'

'Well, maybe... someone with an IQ like this tiger. '

The conversation in my memory flashed through my mind. Compared to that time, a new technical problem has appeared now. That is, even if you see a flaw, you may not have the strength to break it. In the end, everything is still the same.

I can only rely on God's blessing.

(Dad! Please protect me!)

A nondescript prayer, but it had an incredible effect. In an instant, Sun Wu passed through the protective sword energy forced by Beigong Arhat. After falling to the ground, he stood up in a miraculously instant and saw Beigong Arhat completely undefended.

Back, he mustered up the strength he had accumulated for a long time, used the strongest moves he knew, and bombarded them desperately.

The heart of Brahma Buddha in Cihang Jingdian Hall is thorn!


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