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.,Those monks didn't even tell him about this, bald heads are just full of tricks!,Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a touch of emotion. Sometimes his apprentice was a bit of a prankster, but he was still thoughtful.。