223 Honor the Ancestors, Warning the Descendants

Yang Hua laughed out loud as he ran out. In a while, he brought out a massive bag.

And at that moment, Fangzheng had already received a sizable amount of paper money and incense. Monkey also held two bags. He kept scratching his head the entire way, completely puzzled. Why did the abbot want these things that could not be eaten?

Dog Song and company chatted casually with Fangzheng when they suddenly heard Yang Hua shout, "Make way! Make way! Venerable Fangzheng, I'm sponsoring anything you lack on the mountain!"

Dog Song immediately whistled and smiled. "Hey, Moneybags Yang is here. Venerable Fangzheng, as the saying goes, eat the rich. This fellow is a rich guy among the rich. It will be a waste if you don't exploit him."

Fangzheng chuckled, "This Penniless Monk wishes too. However, my master had a rule. Not much can be taken from each house. So it is doubtful that the rich can be exploited."