Scrawled crookedly on the strip of cloth are the words: "The treasure is gone; the cicada has slipped its shel…

Scrawled crookedly on the strip of cloth are the words: "The treasure is gone; the cicada has slipped its shell. The secret of the mural—seek it in the temple."

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