Going down the mount

The Taoist temple stood tall and imposing, but its sides were lined with withered yellow leaves. The air was silent all around, yet a plaintive cry suddenly pierced the stillness.,After the old monk took back ZuoZuo from the cradle, three years later, the once bustling temple had become deserted.,Thinking about it, her smile became even brighter, and she walked forward with light steps. Just a few steps in, she suddenly realized that there was a crowd of people gathered ahead, buzzing excitedly.。