author:Zhou Zhou Qin Lie &l
state:serializing
brief introduction:
The Taoist temple stood tall and majestic, but the paths on either side were covered in withered yellow leaves. There was an eerie silence all around, yet suddenly a baby's cry, plaintive and piercing, echoed from within.,After the old monk brought back the little one from the rice porridge in swaddling clothes, three years later, the temple which had once been bustling with activity was now deserted.,Zhou Zhou shook her head, carrying a burden on her shoulders that was even bigger than her. "No way, Big Brother said that my fate is in my own hands, not the heavens. As long as I'm willing to work hard, I can definitely get rich. When I make money, I'll give it all to the Taoist temple!"。