At this moment, she looked up at Li Yuanming, letting out a dry wail with her mouth wide open, trying hard to squeeze out a few tears. Her chubby face was full of sadness, and she stared at him pitifully with her lips pursed.,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 Mingtong master uncle. He is doing well now, follow him, and you won't go hungry.",Zuo Zuo lowered her head, curiously looking at the statue in her hands, and asked strangely, "Master, what did you make this ancestor statue for me And where is the golden light on the ancestor"。