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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.,Hearing these words, Zhou Zhou felt even more guilty and whispered, "Master, is there no room for negotiation",Those monks didn't even tell him about this, bald heads are just full of tricks!。