He gripped the rope with one hand and held aloft the heavy, golden lotus lantern in the other. He stared up at the well opening, a sight he had been longing to see for ages.,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.",In broad daylight, you’re being so reckless Ouyang Rong unconsciously double-tapped to enlarge the screen, but it was just that glance that caused him to miss a step when turning a corner. One foot landed in thin air and he went black as night...。