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.,Saying that, he took out a copper mirror from his bosom and handed it to her.,Back then, all the capable brothers went down the mountain to make big money. He was just too unskilled, so he was left behind as the abbot.。