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.,No wonder they were so quick to give him the things he stole. The abbot even made him swear that he couldn't return them. He thought it was because their temple wasn't popular and they couldn't afford to raise children. At the time, he ridiculed them fiercely.,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."。