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.,Saying that, he took out a copper mirror from his bosom and handed it to her.,The junior brother beside him chuckled and said, "Alright then. You were always planning to give this to Zuo Zuo anyway. Besides, your alchemy and divination skills aren't as good as hers. Keeping it here won't do you any good, might as well put it to good use."。