With that, Yu Youyao retreated and slowly walked to the Buddhist shrine. She took out three incense sticks from the incense box and lit them. Then, she knelt on the ground and bowed three times. She stood up and offered the incense into the incense burner. "Mother, you can't neglect the Buddha who has entered the house."
It was easy to invite Buddha over, but difficult to send him away. Since the Buddha had already entered the house, she had to burn three incense sticks every morning and night.
Yang Shuwan had no choice but to agree.
Yang Shuwan suddenly felt a splitting headache. She held her head and groaned in pain, but her ears kept ringing like a nightmare…
In front of Buddha, confess to my mother—
Confess to my mother—
Confess—
Con—
Yang Shuwan suddenly covered her ears and screamed, "Take it away, take it away…"
