Nine Dragon Mountain

"Okay!" Zhūzhū's crying stopped abruptly, her hands and feet loosened, and she sprang to her feet with a clatter. A radiant smile spread across her face, leaving no trace of her previous tears. "Thank you, Master. I'll go pack my things now.",He walked over and handed her a dusty statue, identical to the people in the main hall.,Temples are falling into disrepair, the ancestors have no incense offerings, so this is what happens.。