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Lying at the entrance of the cave was an orphan with disheveled hair, dirt on his face, and a single book of clothes. There was lightning and thunder last night, and a bolt of lightning struck him... It was like having a long dream, dreaming about many things. In front of you is a portal. Wang Xiaojun stood up and walked over. Just after stepping through the door, he unexpectedly found himself in a familiar yet unfamiliar place. Is this really the Black Mountain Village in 1980? He naturally knew about the Laojun Temple and had slept in it many times, but why were there so many gorgeously dressed people in the Laojun Temple now? Looking towards the direction of the village, the mountains are still mountains and the water is still water. However, why are those houses so beautiful and those roads? Why have they changed so much? At this time, some numbers were beating in front of my eyes.
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