Chen Bao traveled to the ruined temple in the barren mountains of the Westward Journey, and depended on rainwater for three days without eating. The three monks gathered around the fire and knocked on the wooden fish, looking at him as if they were looking at a plate of braised pork. He held the yellowed paper - as soon as he rubbed it with his fingers, the words oozed out, and everything he wrote was about what was going to happen next. The severed Buddha statue protected him, but the eyes of those three things were getting hungrier every day.
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