Inside the main hall, Zhou Zhou sat on the ground, using both hands and feet to tightly grasp Li Yuanming's legs. The little girl's head was smooth, but she wore a tattered Daoist robe, washed white, with patches everywhere, looking just like a little beggar.,"What do you think" Li Yuanming gave her a reproachful glance.,Thinking about this, she smiled even more brightly, and walked forward with light steps. After taking a few steps, she suddenly discovered that there was a crowd of people in front of her, buzzing and chattering.。