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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.",Non-paying players can only grind frantically. Don't look at Ou Yangrong, whose postgraduate entrance examination vocabulary is still stuck on "abandon," but his ability to tinker and get things done has been top-notch since he was little.,If it weren't for this irrefutable evidence, I almost would have believed the tall tales of that withered monk and the Taoist in his crane-feather cloak.。