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.,"Zuo Zuo lowered her head, curiously looking at the statue in her hand. She asked strangely, "Master, what did you make this ancestor for me And where is the golden light on the ancestor",Then someone shouted, "Doctor! Is there a doctor! Please save our grandmother!"。