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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.,At this moment, the withered monk clasped his hands together and showed a look of fear:,Ouyang Rong was startled, quickly clutching the rope in his arms tightly.。