Going down the mount

After the old monk took back ZuoZuo from the cradle, three years later, the once bustling temple had become deserted.,"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.",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.。