Chapter 312 There Is Something Fishy About the Statue

Ling Chu glanced at the guard and said casually, "The Taoist priest of Chongxu Temple beat the old woman's son to death and imprisoned him in the utility room. He was almost dead. I couldn't bear to see it, so I helped."

The guard frowned, "Is there such a thing?"

Master Wu hurried over and denied it, "We in Chongxu Temple did not imprison outsiders privately. How could the donor wrongly accuse us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old woman's cry came, "Li Gen, my son, wake up quickly."

"Damn Taoist priests, you hurt my son so badly, you must die a horrible death!"

"Son, your father died a long time ago, you can't leave me alone. The damn Taoist priests didn't leave us a way to live. God, please open your eyes and take those evil beasts away..."

The old woman cried and cursed, slapping Master Wu in the face like a slap.

The guard frowned and walked over to the crying sound.

Taoist Wu could only bite the bullet and follow.

The utility room was locked, and Ling Chu smashed a wall with a small hammer.

The old woman was lying beside the man crying.

Seeing Taoist Wu, the old woman got up from the ground with a roar, rushed forward and beat him up.

"You hurt my son so badly, and you said he was not in your Taoist temple. I will fight you."

Taoist Wu did not expect the matter to be exposed. While raising his hand to resist the old woman's scratching, he said, "Misunderstanding, this is all misunderstanding. I didn't know that it was your son. A few days ago, I heard from Taoist Qingyang that a donor came to our temple to smash the statues and even beat people randomly.

Taoist Qingyang saw that he was not in a clear mind, and was worried that he would hurt people at will after he went out, so he had to keep him in the temple for the time being."

The old woman was so angry that she almost vomited blood by his words that turned black and white, and she pulled him to fight desperately.

Taoist Wu suppressed his anger and tried to push her away, but was knocked to the ground by Ling Chu with a small hammer.

The old woman's clansmen surrounded him angrily, but seeing that the guard looked unhappy, they did not dare to do anything, and only scolded Taoist Wu.

The guard saw that the fight was out of control and was worried that he would be blamed by his superiors, so he had to come out to stop it.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, saving people is important."

The guard's words touched the old woman's heart.

Her husband died, and her daughter-in-law died a few days ago because she could not bear the humiliation. If her son died too, she would be left alone.

Taoist Wu pushed everything onto Taoist Qingyang, and the old woman could not do anything about him except being annoyed.

She could only let the clansmen carry her son and hurried away to find a doctor.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Ling Chu, "Miss Ling, is there anything else?"

Master Wu's face was bruised and swollen, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed. If it weren't for Miss Ling who smashed the utility room, how could the old woman find her son.

Fortunately, the man was beaten unconscious by them, so there was no need to worry that he would talk nonsense outside.

If the guard didn't know Miss Ling, he wanted to have her beaten out.

Master Wu didn't dare to do it, and could only hope that Ling Chu would leave quickly.

Ling Chu sneered. She only smashed a wall, how could she leave.

"It's okay, I just saw that the Yuanjun Temple seemed to be quite lively, I plan to go and see."

Ling Chu casually replied to the guard and walked towards the Yuanjun Temple.

The most lively place in Chongxu Temple is the Yuanjun Temple.

People come and go, because there is a statue of the Goddess of Childbirth enshrined in it. After many women burn incense, they ask for a statue of the Goddess of Childbirth to take home for worship.

Ling Chu just came over and ran into Nan'an Marquis's wife.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect Miss Ling to come to Chongxu Temple." Last time at the Queen's palace banquet, Nan'an Marquis had a good impression of Ling Chu, and greeted her with a smile when he saw her.

But he was a little surprised that she came to Yuanjun Temple. After all, she was an unmarried girl and didn't need to come to pray for a child.

Ling Chu saw the surprise in Nan'an Marquis's wife's eyes, smiled and replied a few words, and his eyes fell on a young woman next to her.

Seeing her curiosity, Nan'an Marquis's wife introduced with a smile.

"This is my daughter-in-law, Wang Zhaofang."

"Fangfang, this is Miss Ling Chu."

Wang Zhaofang looked five or six years older than Ling Chu, but looked a little shy.

She smiled and greeted Ling Chu.

Ling Chu smiled and returned the greeting, but changed the subject and said directly, "This statue is not good, smash it."

Wang Zhaofang's smile disappeared and she looked at her in astonishment.

Nan'an Marquis's wife was also stunned.

Everyone in Kyoto knew that Chongxu Temple was the most effective place to pray for a child.

Wang Zhaofang had not gotten pregnant for three years after Nan'an Marquis's son got married.

Nan'an Marquis' wife was anxious, so she brought her here today to pray for a child.

Wang Zhaofang also asked for a fortune, but it was a bad fortune, meaning she would not have a child.

However, the Taoist priest who interpreted the fortune told them not to worry, as long as Wang Zhaofang stayed in Chongxu Temple to fast for a few days and prayed sincerely to the Goddess of Childbirth, and then let the Taoist priest cast a spell to break the spell for her.

Within two years, Wang Zhaofang would get pregnant.

Nan'an Marquis' wife was very tempted and was planning to arrange for her daughter-in-law to stay and fast.

Unexpectedly, Ling Chu said that the statue of the Goddess of Childbirth was not good.

However, Nan'an Marquis' wife looked at the deity held by Wang Zhaofang again and again, but could not see anything unusual.

"Miss Ling, what's wrong with this statue?"

Although she was puzzled, Nan'an Marquis' wife knew that Ling Chu was a disciple of Xuanyi Zhenren, and perhaps she could really see things that they could not see.

Seeing the anxious look on Nan'an Marquis's wife's face, Ling Chu hurriedly said, "The prince's wife is in good health, she doesn't need to stay and fast to pray for a child. This statue is not good for her, smash it."

There were many women standing outside the Yuanjun Temple. Some were queuing to enter the temple to burn incense, and many of them sat on the stone benches next to them to rest after burning incense.

Ling Chu and a few others stood aside, and they didn't avoid people when they talked.

A woman next to her couldn't help but sneered when she heard her words, "What do you know, girl? Everyone knows that the Goddess of Childbirth in Chongxu Temple is effective, but you dare to say it's not good, and you want to smash the statue.

If you offend the Goddess of Childbirth, be careful that you can't get pregnant in the future, and you will blame the Goddess of Childbirth."

Other women also began to condemn Ling Chu for being disrespectful to the Goddess of Childbirth, and even feared that the Goddess of Childbirth would implicate them and prevent them from getting pregnant.

Ling Chu didn't have the energy to pay attention to what those women said, and just glanced at them casually and retracted his gaze.

Turning to Wang Zhaofang, he said, "The Crown Prince's wife is pregnant now, and she's pregnant with twins. There's no need to stay here to fast and pray for a child."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhaofang subconsciously stroked her belly with one hand, and the expression on her face changed.

When the wife of Nan'an Marquis saw her expression, she immediately became excited, "Fangfang, you, are you really pregnant?"

Wang Zhaofang looked hesitant. Her menstruation had not come yet, and she had been feeling nauseous these days. She had thought about whether she was pregnant.

But because she had been disappointed too many times in the past, she couldn't believe it now.

"It's true, the Crown Prince's wife is pregnant." In order to prevent Wang Zhaofang from being frightened, Ling Chu handed over a pregnancy-preserving talisman.

While she was taking the talisman, Ling Chu took the statue of the Goddess of Childbirth from her hand.

With a wave of his hand, he smashed it to the side. (End of this chapter)