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An old Taoist leaning against the wall, sat on the ground with his legs spread apart like a ladle.,Ou Yangrong looked up, raindrops splattering on his blue-tinged eyelids.,His face lit up, he wiped his face fiercely, 'spat' out two mouthfuls of muddy water, and started scrambling up the rope, ignoring his image.。