No wonder when he robbed them back then, they readily gave up their things. The abbot even asked him to swear, absolutely no returns allowed. He thought it was because their temple wasn't prosperous and couldn't afford to raise the children. At that time, he mocked them severely.,"Okay!" Zhūzhū's crying stopped abruptly, her hands and feet loosened, and she sprang to her feet with a clatter. A radiant smile spread across her face, leaving no trace of her previous tears. "Thank you, Master. I'll go pack my things now.",In a short while, Zuo Zuo came out. Her shiny scalp was plastered with fortune-telling charms, and around her neck hung three copper coins. On one hip she wore a gourd, and on the other, a large Pixiu sculpture, carved by herself. It was ugly, to be sure, but its only redeeming quality was its size.。