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.,Li Yuanming was shaken by her, his feet stumbled, and he almost fell. He steadied himself and said with a resolute face: "No!",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.。