After going down the

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.,The junior brother smiled and looked at him, without pointing it out, smiling but saying nothing.,When she was little, she saw the ancestral tablet in her master's room, it was shining gold, so beautiful. How come it's now dusty and shabby。