"Don't go out there looking for death." Huo Chang also sneered, pausing for a moment, "If you want to die, don't bring us with you.",Ou Yangrong looked up, raindrops splattering on his blue-tinged eyelids.,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."。