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.,Seeing her outfit, Li Yuanming twitched the corner of his mouth, “Chu Chu, you’re born unlucky with money, destined to be poor. Give up, don’t even think about it.”,She gave a wry smile and quickly hugged the statue. "Master, don't worry, I will definitely make money and restore Grandmaster to his former glory!"。