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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.",However, what was strange was that when Ou Yangrong slowly awoke, he found himself lying on his back on this cold and hard lotus pedestal beneath him.,About ten meters away, someone was like a little earthworm climbing a wall, inching their way up with little wriggles.。