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.,The Taoist temple is in decline, the ancestral master has no incense offerings, wouldn't that be the result,"Okay." Zuo Zuo pulled his hand, looking at him with reluctance. "Master, you have to take care of yourself too. When I earn enough money, I'll come back to see you."。