Inside the main hall, Zhouzhou sat on the ground, using both her hands and feet to tightly grip Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was shiny bald, but she wore a patched-up, faded Taoist robe that looked like it belonged to a beggar.,"Okay!" Zuo Zuo's crying abruptly stopped, her hands and feet relaxed, and she sprang up from the ground with a radiant smile. There was not a trace of sadness left on her face. "Thank you, Master. I'll go pack my things now.",Soon, Zuo Zuo came out. Her shiny head was covered with fortune-telling talismans, and she had three copper coins hanging around her neck. On one side of her waist, she wore a gourd, and on the other, a large Pixiu, which she had carved herself. It was ugly beyond words, but the only thing special about it was its size.。