On the counter sat a priest with a face like a monkey, nearly fifty years old. He stopped, looked up, looked up and down at the inquiring guest, and did not answer for a moment. The figure was very anxious, and took out a newspaper from the bag of his robe, and immediately showed it to the priest with his finger.

"Look, this is a notice he posted outside, clearly saying that he lives in your inn."

The secretary looked at the visitor, a tall and sturdy middle-aged man, wearing a black silk soft hat on his head, wearing a fox fur half-arm with dark blue flowers, and a gray squirrel skin robe with dark blue flowers underneath. His face is rectangular, with wide lower cheeks and a rat-tailed ...... on his upper lip

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