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.,All the items were meant to attract wealth, yet she was born with a poverty-stricken fate. Any gathered fortune would dissipate completely upon contact with her, utterly useless.。