After the old monk picked up Zou Zou from the cradle, three years later, the once bustling temple had become deserted.,Hearing this, Li Yuanming felt a pang of sadness. He sighed softly and patted her head, "Don't be afraid, Master has already contacted your Uncle Mingtong. He is doing well now. Follow him, you will never go hungry.",She gave a wry smile and quickly hugged the statue. "Master, don't worry, I will definitely make money and restore Grandmaster to his former glory!"。