Chapter Eighty-Nine: Buddha Statue Incense
If there is business coming to the door, Zhou Dacheng will naturally not refuse. An innocent bronze statue was sold by him for a good price of ten taels of silver. Zhou Dacheng, who got the money, was overjoyed for a while.
"Xiaolan, please Buddha statue, let's go home." After the woman had given the order, she walked out of the Buddhist altar. Her name is Feng Weiwei, and she is the wife of Guo Qiyuan, the local county magistrate. Men, after all, they are lustful, and this is a place where the emperor is far away, and Guo Qiyuan has a smooth life. In the past three years, he has married Mrs. Liufang, and Feng Weiwei has naturally been snubbed. At this moment, she just wants to burn incense and worship the Buddha to clear the bitterness in her heart.
It's strange to say, after eight years of marriage, Feng Weiwei didn't have a man and a half woman under his knees, and he felt lonely. I heard that Guanyin Bodhisattva can eliminate his own karma by saving suffering, so I specially invited him to go home and worship.
Mu Ying was taken back to her home by Feng Weiwei in this way and enshrined outside the bedroom. Mu Ying, who absorbed the incense, felt comfortable all over her body, and it was even purer than the baby's spiritual power. But he still can't forget the deliciousness of baby meat, and greed has led him to brew a great conspiracy.
Qing Cang and Ji Ruxi continued to search for Mu Ying, but they didn't have the slightest clue, which was really a headache.
"Where is the hell to hide his resentment and yin qi?" Ji Ruxi was lying on the table with her arms on her back, unable to figure it out.
"No one has been victimized again in the past few days, and I don't have a clue at all." Qing Cang was also helpless this time.
"It can't be that we miscalculated, he has already escaped." Ji Ruxi stood up excitedly.
"No way, his ability at this time can't break my enchantment at all. What's more, if there is a slight change in the enchantment, I will sense it immediately. Qing Cang quickly denied this.
"Also, even if he cultivates for another thousand and eight hundred years, he may not be our opponent." Ji Ruxi took the apple on the table and bit it.
On this day. Feng Weiwei had a strange dream. She dreamed of a cute little boy tugging at her arm and affectionately shouting "Mother, mother." Feng Weiwei picked up the little boy.
"Whose child are you?" Feng Weiwei didn't want to let go of the little boy, and had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
"I'm your child, mother." The little boy smiled mischievously.
"My child?" Feng Weiwei smiled bitterly and touched his suffocating belly, Guo Qiyuan has not been in his room for a long time, how can there be any children. Feng Weiwei smiled bitterly.
"Mother, I really am your child. Guanyin Niangniang said that as long as you adopt a few babies and put them in this Buddhist hall to serve Guanyin Niangniang, your father will come back. I can also be a mother's child.
"Are you telling the truth?" Feng Weiwei was excited, and his eyes flashed with tears. God knows, how much she wished to have a child of her own, she thought that her sincerity had touched the Bodhisattva.
"Mother. I'm leaving. It's up to you whether you can see you or not. Mu Ying waved his hand at Feng Weiwei, turned around and smiled gloomily, as long as people have **, they will be easily used.
Mu Ying turned into Guanyin Bodhisattva again, and entered Guo Qiyuan's sleep, in which he could change the appearance he needed at will. Mu Ying could feel the strength of the enchantment in this city, and it was undoubtedly the safest for him to hide here.
"Guo Qiyuan. Guo Qiyuan. Guo Qiyuan was awakened by the sound of two calls. When I opened my eyes, I saw Guanyin Bodhisattva full of golden light. Immediately knelt down.
"I don't know what the Bodhisattva has instructed." Guo Qiyuan trembled and saluted. Guo Qiyuan in front of him had a big belly, wearing a red gold bamboo robe, with several green bamboos embroidered on the cuffs of the robe, turning clouds and falling, a dark green Qin Suyu belt tied around his fat and bloated waist, and his slightly yellowed long hair was tied high. Look at his face again, a round fat face is embedded with a pair of small eyes, which makes his face yellow and thin, obscene, and his fat body is shaking and crumbling with walking, which is really a little funny, not to mention the ugliness, just that laugh makes people chill.
"It's not easy for you to take care of your wife, and you fool around like this every day, no wonder you have no children under your knees." Mu Ying shook his head and snickered in his heart.
"Bodhisattva, the villain knows that he is wrong, and he begs the Bodhisattva to give him a son." Guo Qiyuan slammed his head on the ground, very pious.
"This seat needs to select some boys and girls in the near future, accompany them, and ignite them, and on the day of success, you must be careful that everything you want will come true, and you will be promoted to the rank of knight." After Mu Ying finished speaking, she disappeared in front of Guo Qiyuan.
"Thank you Bodhisattva for enlightening, the villain will do it." Guo Qiyuan was still kneeling on the ground after waking up, he pinched himself and felt the pain, so he was relieved, this was really not a dream.
Guo Qiyuan came to Feng Weiwei's room to rest at night, and when she saw Guo Qiyuan's arrival, Feng Weiwei was also very excited, which reminded her of that dream.
"Madam, I didn't snub you before, forgive me." Guo Qiyuan flamboyantly flattered Feng Weiwei. Feng Weiwei couldn't hold back his tears anymore, from this day on, Guo Qiyuan lived in Feng Weiwei's house every day, which provoked those concubines' private calculations.
"Madam, I heard that you have recently enshrined Guanyin Bodhisattva, but is there such a thing?" Guo Qiyuan held Feng Weiwei's hand and asked softly.
"But how did the husband know about this?" Feng Weiwei replied gently.
"Thanks to the Bodhisattva's on-demand, I know what is right and wrong, and I snubbed Mrs., why don't we pick some babies to serve the Bodhisattva and thank the Bodhisattva for his great kindness?" Guo Qiyuan laughed, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.
"I also have this intention, and I'm afraid that my husband won't allow it, so leave this matter to me." The big stone in Feng Weiwei's heart finally landed, and she was worried about how to say this.
She took a lot of incense and tribute, went to the room where the bronze statue was enshrined, and kowtowed to thank her. I kept saying it in my mouth, thank you Bodhisattva for your great kindness. Since inviting this bronze statue, she feels that her life is full of hope, which makes her look forward to her children even more.
Within a few days, Feng Weiwei's subordinates brought a baby that a poor family couldn't afford to raise, a girl. Looking at the pink and tender little girl, Feng Weiwei liked it very much. In the evening, she carried the sleeping baby girl to the Buddha hall and asked the Bodhisattva to bless her.
When I woke up the next morning, there was nothing left in the temple that contained the basket for the baby, and there was no sign of the baby. Feng Weiwei looked at the Buddha statue and thought to herself, maybe the baby was taken by the Bodhisattva to be ignited, which could be regarded as her blessing. Feng Weiwei didn't stay long, and left after putting on incense.
Mu Ying smiled grimly in the Buddha statue and licked the blood stains that remained on his lips. This time he didn't even have any bones left.
Soon, Feng Weiwei was really pregnant, moistened by the rain and dew, Feng Weiwei's face was getting better and better, and the whole person looked much younger. Guo Qiyuan couldn't help but think of that dream when he heard the news of Feng Weiwei's pregnancy.
"Madam, now that you are pregnant, thanks to the enlightenment of the Bodhisattva, we should also repay her old man and send more babies to serve, which can be regarded as their creation, you see." Guo Qiyuan gently hugged Feng Weiwei into his arms.
"That's what I mean, but where can I find so many babies?" Feng Weiwei touched his belly, which had not yet bulged, and frowned. (To be continued......)