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.,"We're hungry too!" Li Yuanming said, his voice filled with despair. "You eat five meals a day, eight bowls per meal! You'll eat us all out of house and home!",When she was little, she saw the ancestral tablet in her master's room, it was shining gold, so beautiful. How come it's now dusty and shabby。