The Taoist temple stood majestically, but both sides of the path were covered in withered yellow leaves. Silence prevailed all around, yet suddenly a milky cry echoed from within.,At this moment, she tilted her head up to look at Li Yuanming, letting out a dry, choked sob while trying hard to squeeze out a few tears. Her chubby face was filled with sadness, and she stared at him with a pitifully pouted mouth.,After the old monk picked up Zou Zou from the cradle, three years later, the once bustling temple had become deserted.。