Several people walked out of the north gate through Qianyang City, and finally came to the Yunyang Temple, which was hidden on the halfway of Yunyang Mountain.

Pushing open the dilapidated firewood door, Huang Tingxuan took a deep breath of the familiar and decaying aura here, and his eyes were full of nostalgia.

It's only been less than a month, and everything here is not old, but there is a slight layer of dust on the tables, chairs, and desks.

Huang Ting......

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