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.,Upon hearing these words, Zuo Zuo felt even more guilty and whispered, "Master, is there no room for discussion","Alright, then I'll go down the mountain. Whether I become a beggar or starve on the streets in the future, it won't drag my master down. It's even better to become a spirit, that way I can stay by my master's side forever and not have to eat."。