Guanyin, commonly known as the Empress of Sending Children, is the image of a woman holding a boy.

Strictly speaking, in religious beliefs, Guanyin is not the highest god in Buddhism, but because of the function of giving birth to children, her influence in China is much greater than that of Buddha Shakyamuni. Believers believe that women can get a child by touching this statue, or chanting it in their mouths and silently chanting Guanyin in their hearts.

There are similar records in ancient books. Someone who is nearly fifty years old and has no children, so he prays to Guanyin Bodhisattva for succession and makes a vow to chant the "Guanyin Sutra" a thousand times. From then on, when he recites the sutra every day, his wife will immediately become pregnant and soon give birth to a son. For such deeds, as long as you look at the books related to Guanyin giving birth to a child, you will definitely find a bunch of them.

The main reason is that ancient ethical thoughts are caused by ancient ethical thoughts. There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and having no descendants is the greatest; having more children and having more blessings, raising children to prevent old age is basically the simplest traditional Chinese idea. In this case, Guanyin, who gave birth to a child, naturally came into being, and became the main god who prayed for blessings to have a noble son early.

If there is demand, there will be a market. People are looking forward to having children, so the temple of Guanyin for giving birth will naturally be spread all over the country. Therefore, it is very normal for a Guanyin for giving birth to children in the old city.

However, at this time, the Guanyin Temple was being relocated.

After Fang Yuan and others got off the bus, they could immediately see that some people packed things in the temple, packed them in a classified manner, and were ready to leave at any time. Among them, a statue of Guanyin sent to the temple was large and heavy, and was not easy to deal with.

Moreover, it may be that the Guanyin statue has been stored on the altar for a long time, and the incense dust has accumulated a layer, making the base of the Guanyin statue firmly sticking to the altar, making it even less easy to move.

In short, Fang Yuan and others were watching outside. Two or three people inside were shaking the Guanyin statue, and the altar also swayed, and the thin incense ash was floating in the air, making people sneeze.

At this moment, Fang Yuan spoke, "Guanyin has a spirit, so don't move it."

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the temple. When the two or three people in the temple heard it, they couldn't help but stop and looked outside. At first glance, they also vaguely felt that Fang Yuan and others had a big background.

At the right time, one of them hesitated and asked: "Who are you?"

"We are here to burn incense." Fang Yuan said casually: "I didn't expect that this temple would actually be demolished."

"It's not about demolishing, it's about moving." The man quickly explained: "Move to Xianyi Road..."

"As soon as the gods and Buddhas move, their spirituality disperses. What is the difference between moving and demolishing?" Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "There is a new Buddha in the new temple. Even if the old Buddha is moved, it will definitely be out of place and a waste of time."

"Uh..." The man was speechless and it was not easy to defend himself.

After all, he felt that Fang Yuan seemed to be a devout believer. Any devout believer was the most difficult to deal with. He could not beat or scold him, but he would not listen to him. He was serious and could not explain it, and it would not work. It was very troublesome.

At the same time, Fang Yuan asked, "What do you plan to deal with this Guanyin?"

"This..." the man hesitated: "Of course I moved to the new temple."

"Lie." Fang Yuan's eyes sharply: "In front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, he is not honest, aren't you afraid of going to hell?"

"It's true that something is going to be bad." The man was in a panic, but he wanted to defend himself: "I didn't lie. Not only this Guanyin statue, but also these objects, were all moved to the new temple. Otherwise, you can go and have a look."

"I know that things are going to be moved to the new temple, but what after they are moved to the new temple?" Fang Yuan asked: "Is this Guanyin statue offered to the new temple or destroyed on the spot?"

"...I don't know." The man shook his head directly: "We are only responsible for helping with the relocation. How to deal with these things is the matter of temple blessings and has nothing to do with us."

"Guanyin is all living beings are equal and treated equally, so why has nothing to do with you?" Bao Longtu said in a vain saying: "If you really want to destroy Guanyin statue, you are accomplices and will suffer retribution."

"You will talk to the temple Zhu." The man gave up, ignored Fang Yuan and others, and waved to his companions, "Everyone should take the effort to move the things down."

"Hey, I actually ignored us." Bao Longtu was upset and turned around and said, "Do you want to stop them?"

"No." Fang Yuan'an said calmly: "Look on."

The others watched it and after a while, they knew why Fang Yuan was not in a hurry. Because the three people continued to work hard, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not move the Guanyin statue. The Guanyin statue, which was as big as a real person, seemed to have taken root on the stage. No matter how they pushed, pulled, they remained unmoved.

"Stop." In an instant, the man in charge changed his face, and he was inevitably a little surprised: "It's strange, why can't I move it?"

At this time, Fang Yuan sneered: "Gods and Buddhas have their own dignity, and they can't be moved just by saying that you can."

When those people heard this, they naturally muttered in their hearts, and they were more or less panicked. After all, the facts were in front of them. They had clearly cleaned up the dust on the platform, but they still couldn't move the Guanyin statue. This was indeed a bit strange.

"As the saying goes, it is easy to ask God to send him to him." Master Park also shook his head and said, "You are moving the statue of God now, which is equivalent to sending him to him. How can it be so easy to do it."

"Then what should we do?" The man in the leader quickly asked humbly.

"Why should we tell you?" Master Park hugged his hands and said, "I don't understand the rules."

"What rules?" The man really didn't understand.

"I understand it myself." Master Park certainly wouldn't say it.

"Head, don't listen to his nonsense." A young man next to him curled his lips and said, "What kind of gods and Buddhas are all nonsense. I think it must be that the thing was sealed under the glue and stuck to death, so he couldn't move it away."

"That's right." The young man next to him agreed and suggested: "It's really not possible. He can just carry the things and tables together. Anyway, the car is big and can be installed."

"Oh." The person in the leader thought about it and felt it made sense. He jumped off the public hall and called out again: "Get down and get up."

"Here you come." The other two young men immediately came down, then held their hands on the edge of the platform. The three of them worked hard together and successfully lifted the platform.

"Hehe, I'll just say it." The young man who proposed grinned and said, "It's just a clay sculpture and wood sculpture. What can I do...ah!"

Before the young man could finish his words, a heavy pressure suddenly came, which made him unable to hold it with both hands and sank a little. In an instant, the shelf fell heavily, stirring up a piece of incense ashes.

"...Bao, bah, bah, bah..." The young man ate a lot of dust and finally wiped his mouth to clean it up. He immediately said angrily: "Who let go just now? He almost hit my foot..."

"No one let go." The two people next to them looked at each other with a look of astonishment.

"What's going on, what's going on..." At this moment, a middle-aged man came out in the back hall of the temple. Judging from his outfit, it should be a temple blessing.

As soon as the temple Zhu came out, he did not notice Fang Yuan and others. Instead, he saw the pedestal that hit the ground. He frowned and said, "Isn't it okay to just move the Guanyin statue? What should I do with this pedestal?"

"...This thing seems a bit weird." The leader whispered: "You can't move it."

"Stop talking nonsense." Miao Zhu glared and said, "Do you want to be lazy? No way, don't move well, don't pay for your wages."

"Really." The man was anxious and hurriedly said, "If you don't believe me, look at me, let's move it to you."

While speaking, the man asked his companions to continue lifting the altar. This time, things went well. The three of them lifted the altar and took a few steps.

But after only a few steps, they were about to reach the threshold of the temple. When they were about to reach the patio, a force of gravity surged in. Even though the three of them were prepared, under the heavy pressure, they gritted their teeth and the tendons on their arms burst out, but they still couldn't resist it, so they had to let go of their palms.

"Bang!"

The platform fell again, and the Guanyin statue on the platform swayed, but the base was still as stable as Mount Tai, with no sign of falling.

"...I saw it, it's really... strange." The man in charge exclaimed with a look of haunting expression.

"Stop coming." Miao Zhu sneered: "Do you think I can't see that you let go of it yourself? You still want to fool me, can you think I'm a fool?"

While speaking, Temple Zhu walked to the side of the pedestal, then reached out and pressed on the Guanyin statue: "Let you move the statue, what are you doing on the pedestal? Look, I push down the statue, you continue..."

In an instant, the temple pushed hard, and then... the statue did not move at all.

"Has it stuck?" Miao Zhu was stunned, and there was also the suspicion of the young man just now.

"It's not sticking, it's an evil place." The man paused and said quickly, "By the way, they said that this is because the Bodhisattva has spirituality and she doesn't want to leave if she doesn't invite her."

"Nothing nonsense, what can clay sculptures and wood sculptures have... Huh!" Miao Zhu glanced at his eyes, his face changed, and he became surprised. He took two steps in three steps, and immediately appeared in Hai Dafu forward, nodded and bowed, "Mr. Hai, why are you here? Improving, Improving, Improving, Improving, Improving, Improving, Improving, Improving."

"Do you know me?" Hai Dafu nodded lightly, with a noble and cold expression.

"Haishichang is the richest man in the city and a famous celebrity in Yingzhou. I have admired you for a long time." Temple Zhu said excitedly, as if the star chasers had seen their idols and were all excited.

"Is that true?" Hai Dafu's expression was very calm. He seemed to be used to such a situation.

"Yes, yes." Miao Zhu nodded vigorously. Such a demeanor easily reminds people of the idiom "slaughter".

"Oh." Hai Dafu pointed casually: "I want this Bodhisattva, you can offer a price."

"What?" Miao Zhu Yidai, then lowered his head and thoughtfully. When he looked up again, a look of greed flashed through his eyes. He licked his lips, feeling a little disbelief: "Mr. Hai, are you kidding, are you?"

"If you know me, then you should know my temperament and never joke." Hai Dafu casually took out the check book: "How much does it cost?"
Chapter completed!