Hearing these words, Zhouzhou felt even more guilty and asked in a low voice, "Master, is there no room for negotiation",Those monks didn't even tell him about this, bald heads just have too many tricks up their sleeves!,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.。