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Ouyang Rong squatted on the edge of a lotus stone platform, his dry lips muttering. His eyes were fixed on the golden lotus lantern in his hand, carefully tightening the knot.,But when he arrived, it was the same familiar queue, like a long dragon. He simply bypassed it and walked uphill, hoping to find another way in.,The lotus-gold lamp that had been thrown out, 'unbound', slipped back down, along with the momentarily deafened Ou Yang Rong, crashing back into reality...。