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.,The younger brother laughed beside him and said, "That's right. You were planning to give this to Zuo Zuo anyway. Besides, you're not as good at alchemy or fortune-telling as Zuo Zuo. Keeping it here won't do any good. It's better to use it properly.",The Taoist temple is declining, the ancestral masters have no incense offerings, isn't that what happens。