"That's all right, we can earn more money if we run out. But you're still obsessed with money! No matter how much we earn, it won't be enough. Even the incense in our ancestral temple has dwindled!",Those monks didn't even tell him about this, bald heads just have too many tricks up their sleeves!,"Zhou Zhou lowered her head and curiously looked at the statue in her hand. She asked, "Master, what are you making this ancestor statue for me And where did the golden glow on the ancestor statue go"。