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.,Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a pang of sadness. He sighed softly and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, Master has already contacted your Mingtong master uncle. He is doing well now, follow him, and you won't go hungry.",Looking at his little apprentice's tear-filled eyes, Li Yuanming felt a twinge of reluctance. In the end, he patted her shoulder and said, "Go down the mountain. Remember to find your master Mingtong, he will take care of you."。