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But after beating up the chicken blood, Ou Yangrong did not act immediately.,So that morning, Ou Yangrong, with his sharp and critical gaze, took a taxi to Donglin Temple. When he arrived, he saw, "Goodness gracious! Not only was Mo Daojun early, but there were even people earlier than him. The queue of worshippers stretched all the way down the mountain. Ahead of him were mostly people his age, huddled in the cold wind, scrolling through their phones.",Ou Yangrong's upper body still maintained the posture of clutching the rope, and he looked up blankly at a round hole that was very similar in size to a manhole cover.。