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.,Seeing her outfit, Li Yuanming twitched the corner of his mouth, "Zuo Zuo, you were born to be poor, you have no luck with money, give up, don't think about it anymore.","Good disciple, since you are so eager, Master will now entrust you with the important task of restoring the Daoist temple. Come on, Master believes in you!"。