Ou Yangrong looked up, raindrops splattering on his blue-tinged eyelids.,I went to inquire further and learned that there was a century-old wishing tower in this temple. Inside, there was also a bell of blessings. If one accumulated enough merit, they could ring it once to receive blessings and have their wishes come true.,Outside, it was a deluge, at least a roaring flood of hundreds of miles. It could even be like the biblical flood of Yahweh's destruction.。