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.,After finishing, he took small strides and ran towards the room.,Zuo Zuo lowered her head, curiously looking at the statue in her hands, and asked strangely, "Master, what did you make this ancestor statue for me And where is the golden light on the ancestor"。