A wizened monk, towering and large like a small hill, sat motionless there.,At this moment, the withered monk clasped his hands together and showed a look of fear:,Seeing this early, he must be an old exam-taker. Even queuing up, he doesn't forget to brush up on his practice papers... Ouyang Rong sighed. Just as he was about to take out his phone, a young monk clamped a QR code between two fingers and tapped it against his nose, telling him to scan it.。