Raindrops sliding off palm leaves, falling into the water tank below, make a ‘ding’ sound, as if bidding farewell to the owner of this place.,Even though his ascetic life was simple, over the years he had accumulated quite a bit of stuff. Everyday necessities were one thing, but the small items needed for his practice, he couldn't take with him. He also left behind some notes on his practices.,But now there is a rift between him and Zhao Fuyun.。