After the old monk brought back the little one from the rice porridge in swaddling clothes, three years later, the temple which had once been bustling with activity was now deserted.,"We're hungry too!" Li Yuanming said, his voice filled with despair. "You eat five meals a day, eight bowls per meal! You'll eat us all out of house and home!",Soon, Zuo Zuo came out. Her shiny head was covered with fortune-telling talismans, and she had three copper coins hanging around her neck. On one side of her waist, she wore a gourd, and on the other, a large Pixiu, which she had carved herself. It was ugly beyond words, but the only thing special about it was its size.。