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At this moment, the withered monk clasped his hands together and showed a look of fear:,From the last few frames of his memory, it could be guessed that he had fallen into an uncovered well somewhere in the temple.,On the tenth throw, the lotus-shaped golden lamp at the mouth of the hole was no longer pulled back by him. The steady resistance travelled from the straight rope to Ouyang Rong's calloused tiger's mouth.。