When I became a Jade-faced Fox

"Why did you come out? You still need to buy herbs? And you bought so many!"

Ao Lan didn't understand Yu'er's action, but he still reminded her.

"Don't buy too much at once. You have to leave some for the local people."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Ao Lan didn't say anything more. Yu'er had always been more prudent than her. Since she had told her not to worry, she had nothing to worry about.

"I've bought it. I'll take you to see my Dragon King Temple. It's been renovated recently."

The two of them were now in front of the Dragon King Temple. Yu'er nodded. This magnificent style did look very grand, but it was indeed not consistent with Yu'er's aesthetic.

"It looks good, right? I like the golden look."

Yu'er nodded, and then spoke.

"The Dragon Clan loves money, especially shiny gold and various shiny gems, which is reflected vividly in you."

Yu'er, on the other hand, prefers a comfortable, elegant temple. The exterior of her land temple is exactly the same as ordinary northern buildings.

The design of the living quarters inside is to make you as comfortable as possible.

She likes to listen to the sound of rain hitting bamboo leaves on rainy days, and also likes the rustling sound of bamboo leaves being blown by the wind.

"Did you pay for it yourself?" Yu'er asked this question because the dragon clan is not only greedy for money, but also a bit stingy.

"of course not."

This answer was within Yu'er's expectations.

"That time I helped a merchant who fell into the water and fished out all his goods. He left me some money and said he would build a golden statue for me and build a temple for me."

"I guessed it. It must not be you who paid for it, otherwise you can't be so generous."

Ao Lan crossed his arms in front of his chest and said loudly, "Reject stereotypes."

Yu'er shrugged her shoulders. It didn't matter if he didn't admit it. Everyone knew that the dragon clan was greedy and lustful.

As soon as she entered the temple and found that there was no one in the temple, Yu'er looked at Ao Lan.

"The new temple priest has not been found yet. It is very difficult to find a suitable one."

Yu'er deeply agreed with this point.

"Do you have any idea how to find someone?"

"You can look around the nearby villages to see if there are any elderly people who are older and have no worries, regardless of gender."

"If they are widows or orphans, then we will provide for their old age. If they have families, then it depends on their wishes."

"The most important thing is to persevere. I just brought a couple back from the demon world a while ago."

"At least a few hundred years can pass smoothly again."

Ao Lan felt so envious when he heard this, and he was very moved, "Why don't I do what you and your cousin did, I'll find a brother or sister of the same generation and ask them to help me."

"We can feel more at ease with our own people."

Listening to Ao Lan's words, Yu'er also tilted her body, thinking about saying something, she opened her mouth, but no words came out.

I just said, do whatever you think is best.

At this moment, a woman suddenly stumbled into the Dragon King Temple with blood on her hands.

"Dragon King, help! Help! Someone is going to die."

Yu'er was surprised at Ao Lan's calmness and his usual attitude.

Ao Lan shook his head indifferently, "She will be gone soon."

But the woman's actions below were not what Ao Lan expected.

The woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "My son is dying, please save him."

After hearing this, Ao Lan's expression changed. The woman also ran out.

Ao Lan didn't have time to say anything. He grabbed Yu'er and followed the woman home.

The yard was in a mess, with bloodstains scattered in spots.

What’s more important is that a woman was sitting in the middle of the yard with blood all over her face. Even so, you could see the bruises on her face, and a man was lying not far away.

The man's face looked much cleaner than the woman's, except for a large cut on his neck, which was obviously the mark left by the kitchen knife that had rolled down beside him.

There's no hope. The person is already dead.

"It seems that she finally resisted."

Yu'er seemed to understand something after hearing Ao Lan's sigh.

"This man is a domestic abuser!"

In Ao Lan's description, the story becomes very clear.

In fact, this family was quite happy. They lived a pretty good life with a son and a daughter and some spare money.

But the bad thing started with this little bit of spare money. I don't know how it was discovered by those ignorant people in the village.

He took it to a gambling house and lost everything, and even owed a lot of money.

It would be good if this man could mend his ways, at least we could still live.

But things went against his wishes. Not only did he become addicted to gambling, he also started drinking and committing domestic violence.

When he gets mad, he beats his family members, whether it is his wife, children, or even his own mother.

"She has endured it again and again for the sake of her children. Now something must have happened that she is unwilling to endure any longer."

As they were talking, the crying woman came back and found that her son was dead. She was about to burst into tears, but then she covered her mouth.

"No, no," she rolled and crawled to pull her daughter-in-law.

"Let's find a place to bury him so no one knows."

"No, no, still no, if you do this, you will be exposed sooner or later."

"The relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is so good?" Yu'er could see that the mother-in-law was obviously trying to protect her daughter-in-law.

"If it weren't for her mother-in-law who treated her like a daughter, and her own children, she would have run away long ago even if there was no way to divorce."

At this moment, the mother-in-law wiped her face, calmed down, and asked her daughter-in-law to go back to her parents' home for two days.

She had to handle her son's funeral herself. She couldn't let her grandchildren be without a mother because of him.

"A mother like this, raising a son who ends up like this."

"Things change so fast, no one can predict what will happen."

Yu'er and Ao Lan both felt a little sad, not to mention that she was a biological mother, but she still forced herself to plan for the future for her daughter-in-law and grandchildren.

"You have to go. Do you want them to be without a father and a mother?"

"The death of a father who was a gambler, drinker and beater will only be good for their future marriages."

"If you are gone, who will take care of them?"

"Be good. Just listen and stay away from people."

After her daughter-in-law passed away, the mother-in-law used her own coffin to bury her son.

He leaned against the coffin, gasping for breath, tears streaming down his face, his hands and feet numb. He tried to get up several times but finally got up with great difficulty.

It's not that she's not sad, it's just...

She was about to clean the yard, but Ao Lan just waved his hand and the yard was clean.

"Thank you, Lord Dragon King." He kept muttering, "Thank you, thank you."

For the mother-in-law, Ao Lan's action was not just about helping to sweep the yard, but also about telling her that I support your behavior.

Instantly I felt confident and secure.

"Help others to the end, and help Buddha to the west." Yu'er restored the faces of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to their original appearance.