章節 190: Thief

Yu Youyao snuggled into her grandmother's arms and whispered, "Grandmother, I'll treat you well."

Old Madam Yu's eyes welled up, and she smiled. "The beeswax is one of the seven treasures of Buddhism. It is spiritual, and it has been used to worship the Buddha for ten years. It has a Buddhist nature. Wear it well and be good in the future."

Yu Youyao nodded.

Old Madam Yu brought Yu Youyao to the Lamp House.

The seven-story Lamp House looked more like a lighthouse.

An old monk with a hunched back held an oil lamp and led them into the building.

The light in the Lighthouse was dim, and the circular wooden stairs lasted for so many stories that one couldn't see the end of it. When stepping on it, the soft creaking sound made it seem even more desolate.