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Lu Yu paid no attention to their conversation. He leaned back, resting his head against the trunk of the tree, gazing at the clouds of blossoms like mist, pinching the bridge of his nose to ease the throbbing pain in his eyes, and murmured:,The eternal sun, which was once one, became nine. Their shadows constantly shattered and piled upon each other, like swollen meatballs, growing grotesquely and occupying the sky.,Each one emanates a rainbow halo, with mysterious whispers following, as if expounding on the highest truth.。