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.,Saying that, he took out a copper mirror from his bosom and handed it to her.,"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"。