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In Yishouyuan's mind, a scene from the Taian period of the Jin Dynasty emerged: a fisherman in a boat drifting leisurely along the water. With his ordinary Mandarin level and his own emotional rendering and imagination of the atmosphere, he pointed his finger towards the bank, as if there grew rows of peach trees...,Yishu Yuan's head hit something, and in a sound of rushing water, his body crawled out from a split in the water that had been divided in half.,So, a group of people waited quietly for a while, watching Yi Shumen struggling in despair over there. Seeing him getting weaker and weaker, even the one who had just spoken couldn't hold back any longer.。