The unlucky life of a medical student

Although Twist Le Town is small, Guanyin Temple is not small.

A three-meter-high black marble stele was erected at the gate of the temple, with the inscription on the front and everyone who had donated money to the repair of the Guanyin Temple on the back.

The first place is the richest man in Twist Le Town, Liu Jiating.

"What is the origin of this Liujiating?" Xu Guangcheng asked Zhong Wuchuan.

Zhong Wuchuan said: "He and my dad were classmates in elementary school. After graduating from high school, he followed his family to do business along the coast, and somehow he became prosperous. Ten years ago, he returned to the town to donate money to build the Guanyin Temple, and he also built schools and paved roads... Yes. Yes, my dad said that he called all the people in the town together last month and asked them if they were interested in investing in his farmhouse project! He said he wanted to bring the whole town together to make a fortune!"

"He seems to be a very good person," Xu Guangcheng said. "Has he introduced the specific content of his farmhouse project?"

"I must have introduced the specific content to everyone at the scene. Unfortunately, my dad has a bad memory and forgets everything after hearing it," Zhong Wuchuan said. "The only thing I can be sure of now is that my family did not agree to participate in this project."

"Besides your family, how many other people..."

"More than half of the people didn't agree," Zhong Wuchuan said. "It's probably because the project is not impressive enough."

During the discussion, an old lady passed by the two of them with a basket full of incense candles. When she heard what Zhong Wuchuan said, the old lady rolled her mouth and said, "Nonsense, that murderer in Liujiating wants to dig up our ancestral graves." Drop! Only when your brain is broken will you agree!"

"Digging the ancestral grave? What's the situation?"

Zhong Wuchuan was shocked.

The country has implemented the cemetery system for many years, but in rural areas where traditional thinking is deeply rooted, people still hope to bury themselves next to their ancestors after death.If Liujiating's farmhouse project involves digging up everyone's ancestral graves, it's no wonder that more than half of the people in the town disagree!

"This one-of-a-kind Shaqiandao told us that he wanted to turn the whole town into a farmhouse project, expropriating everyone's private plots and homesteads for unified development! How can this be possible! My family's ancestral grave is in my If he takes our land, where will we live! Where is the ancestor! If the ancestor's Feng Shui is disturbed, who will protect my grandson and grandson's grandson! Kill a thousand swords!"

The more the old lady talked, the more angry she became, and she beat her cane, filled with righteous indignation.

The old lady's daughter-in-law couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Zhong Wuchuan: "Young man, don't listen to my mother's nonsense! Chairman Liu is not this kind of person! He said early in the morning that he would invite a Feng Shui master from Hong Kong to relocate everyone's ancestral graves, build The rest hall is enshrined, and the Feng Shui is guaranteed to be good, and the future generations will be prosperous! As for the house, did you see the construction site on Zhongshan's side when you came back?"

Zhong Wuchuan nodded.

The daughter-in-law said: "It was built by Chairman Liu for everyone. As long as you sign the agreement, you can get a small villa in the next year, one for each family! A three-story building with a small garden, I don’t know how magnificent it is! It’s just that the honest old woman in my family doesn’t know what to do…”

"What nonsense are you talking about! What do you know, you!"

The old lady was so angry that she swung her cane and beat her daughter-in-law.

The daughter-in-law said while dodging: "Mom! Did I say something wrong! If you really think Chairman Liu is not a good person, why do you still come to burn incense in the temple he built with money!"

"I also paid for it! Why can't I come!"

"How much money did you donate! Chairman Liu donated a full 1000 million!"

"You talk nonsense to me again! See if I don't cripple your leg!"

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After all, the old lady was old, and she was out of breath after a few steps.

Zhong Wuchuan hurriedly helped her up, and said, "Grandma, don't be angry, anyway, the matter of the farmhouse has not been written off yet, so there is no need to hurt your peace?"

"Yeah, mother-in-law, I just said it casually...don't take it to heart..."

The daughter-in-law also quickly apologized.

Seeing that her daughter-in-law was subdued, the old lady spit at the words Liu Jiating on the back of the black marble, and walked into the Guanyin Temple proudly.

Zhong Wuchuan and Xu Guangcheng also entered the Guanyin Temple.

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It is worth noting that the Guanyin Temple, which cost tens of millions of dollars to repair, is a temple in a small town under the [-]th line of the county, but it is built extremely brilliantly, and the layout is completely imitating the style of the Tang Dynasty. After entering the mountain gate, it is a nearly [-] square meter temple. The open square, the temple buildings on both sides and the Daxiong Palace in front are all of pure wood structure, and the ground is also paved with high-quality blue bricks.

"The Guanyin Temple in your hometown is really magnificent," Xu Guangcheng said, "but there is one thing I don't quite understand. Since it is the Guanyin Temple, why is there a Daxiong Hall in the middle?"

"Because...because..."

Zhong Wuchuan was a little embarrassed, looked left and right, and said: "It was a small temple here, with only three rooms, and the middle room worshiped a Guanyin Bodhisattva, so it was called Guanyin Temple. Later, Liu Jiating made a fortune and wanted to Building a temple shows kindness, and when looking for approval documents from above, I used the name of this Guanyin Temple...so the name of the temple is still used as Guanyin Temple, but the things inside the temple are..."

"I understand."

Xu Guangcheng didn't ask any more questions.

Zhong Wuchuan took Xu Guangcheng for a walk in the temple.

Because of the unlucky things that happened recently, the places in the Guanyin Temple that are used to ask for lottery and pray for blessings are full of people.

Most of the townspeople are kind, and when they see Zhong Wuchuan, they will take the initiative to greet him and ask him if he came to burn incense and pray for blessings. A little too arrogant.

Bypassing the Daxiong Hall is the Dragon King Hall.

Seeing people coming and going in the Dragon King Hall, Xu Guangcheng asked, "Who is enshrined here?"

"Didn't I tell you earlier that the Guanyin Temple had only three rooms at the beginning, the middle room was dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the left room was dedicated to the Dragon King. According to the old man, our Dragon King is very effective. Whenever there is drought, as long as the whole town Some people ask the dragon dance team to do something, and it will rain in three days!"

"Sounds interesting."

"On the opposite side of the Dragon King Hall is the Empress Hall, which enshrines the Celestial Lady. It is said that even the oldest old man in the town can't tell what the Celestial Empress is in charge of. He only knows that it has been raining for half a month, so he worships the Celestial Lady. Niangniang. After paying homage to Tiannu Niangniang, the heavy rain will stop soon."

Having said this, Zhong Wuchuan suddenly stopped and said, "Old Xu, the Dragon King and the Heavenly Maiden...could they also be..."

"It's really hard to say!"

Xu Guangcheng walked into the Dragon King Hall, glanced at the resplendent statue on the throne, and said, "Changing it to this is no longer plastic surgery, but a second reincarnation!"

"What do you mean? Are you friends with the prototype of the Dragon King on our side?"

Xu Guangcheng smiled and said, "It's hard to say."

Then, he went to the Niangniang Temple again, looked at the dignified and exquisite statue on the throne, and said, "I can't see it, I can't see it at all."

"The temple has been completely rebuilt, and the statues placed here must not know what they look like after plastic surgery."

Zhong Wuchuan said casually, and took Xu Guangcheng to the last entrance of Guanyin Temple—the Historical Memorial Hall of Guanyin Temple!

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"The things here are all left over from the old Guanyin Temple."

Zhong Wuchuan pointed to the dilapidated stele in the middle of the memorial hall, and said to Xu Guangcheng: "The stele was dug out from the foundation of the temple when it was rebuilt. According to the inscription time of the stele, the Guanyin Temple has a history of more than 600 years, and it is also a famous history. Artifacts!"

"More than 600 years..."

Xu Guangcheng suddenly became interested, bent down to read the inscription carefully,

"...the 12th year of Yonghe...it was actually built in the 12th year of Yonghe...that's really more than 600 years..."

When he saw the date of signature, his voice became gloomy and vicissitudes.

Zhong Wuchuan thought that he was touched by the year of "12 Years of Yonghe", and hurriedly comforted him and said, "It's all in the past, don't think about it so much, continue...continue to look at the previous things..."

Xu Guangcheng then walked forward with Zhong Wuchuan.

On the walls on both sides, there are pictures and introductions about the local area, which are nothing more than "traces of residence in the primitive era" and "one of the legendary battlefields where the Yellow Emperor fought against Chiyou". Ancient clay pots, so along the way, there is hardly anything of value.

until--

In the middle of the memorial hall are three large booths connected together. Each of the three booths has a dilapidated statue whose painted surface has been completely oxidized, and the facial features are completely invisible.

"These are the original three statues of Guanyin Temple," said Zhong Wuchuan.

"It's really broken and very small. No wonder Liu Jiating wants to order a new Buddha statue for the hall."

Xu Guangcheng looked at the statue up and down, left and right, his face gradually became dignified.

Zhong Wuchuan couldn't see his dignified expression, and asked fearfully: "These guys are not really your old friends, are they?"

"Too vague."

Xu Guangcheng said something noncommittal and turned around.

Behind him is a mural wall that has been preserved in a vacuum glass cabinet!

Xu Guangcheng's subtle expression became even more strange.

He said to Zhong Wuchuan: "These murals..."

"These murals are from the old Avalokitesvara Temple, but the Avalokitesvara Temple used to be dilapidated and old, and the walls were dusty. I didn't expect... After cleaning up the dust and oil, it would be..."

Zhong Wuchuan gradually lost his ability to speak.

The content of these murals restored and restored by professional cultural relics workers is actually the same as what he saw in the tomb of Kui Niu——

There are similarities in the same way!

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