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.,Zuo Zuo's ears twitched quietly, her eyeballs following suit. She didn't lift her head, still appearing heartbroken and sad, her shoulders shaking with sobs as she cried even louder.,He walked over and handed her a dusty statue, which looked exactly like the people in the main hall.。