Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

"Sacred in the world?"

After the bad guys left, Zuo Chen also began to look at the last reward.

This thing has been prompted by the system before.

And its detailed explanation was also pulled out by Zuo Chen.

"[The Manifestation of the Sage]: Anyone who enshrines the statue of the Son of Heaven at home can store the power of the host's thoughts, and wherever the statue is, it is protected by the host."

"This is interesting."

Zuo Chen thought directly.

"receive."

For an instant.

There seemed to be some light spots in my mind.

Each of these light spots represents his clay sculpture.

So far, many people have invited his clay statue into their homes.

Just as he observes.

A noisy and vague sound suddenly rang in his ears.

It’s no different from what I heard in the temple before.

"The common people's aspiration?"

Zuo Chen thoughtfully.

"Then today, just take a look, this world is suffering."

...

Dilapidated brick building.

There is only a set of simple wooden tables and chairs in the house.

On the east side of the house, a wooden bed was placed, and a yellowed black and white wedding photo was placed on the table beside the bed.

The young men and women in the photo, dressed in costumes from the 1960s and 1970s, sit side by side with sweet smiles.

Zhang Deshun stared at the photo, looking at it for a while, the color of memory appeared in his muddy eyes.

Before you know it, fifty years have passed.

The woman with long and fluttering hair, sitting in front of the door of the hall, had gray hair.

It may be that Zhang Deshun was watching her, and the old lady raised her drooping head and smiled.

Zhang Deshun also smiled, then took out a few sandalwood sticks from the drawer and lit them.

Carefully insert it into the incense burner.

There are already a lot of burnt incense ashes in the incense burner.

Zhang Deshun respectfully bowed in front of a small bronze statue.

He has no children and has always depended on his wife.

Ten years ago, because of a serious illness, the wife's tough body was completely broken down.

Because I can't afford the high medical expenses.

In the past two years, my wife's ears were completely deaf due to complications, and her mouth was dumb, and she couldn't hear any sound.

No matter what he said, he could only smile at him.

Looking at the rickety body of his wife, Zhang Deshun felt guilty in his heart.

To be strong for a lifetime, and to do good for a lifetime.

In the end, it was such a twilight in return.

He knelt down in front of the statue of the emperor, with only one wish in his heart.

Be able to let the wife hear clearly, can chat and talk together.

There is some hope in the depressing days.

A curl of incense rose.

The palm-sized clay sculpture seemed to have opened his eyes in the smoke.

Just after Zhang Deshun wiped the offering table.

When ready to cook.

There was a cough.

A hoarse voice followed.

"Deshun..."

Zhang Deshun froze in place.

He turned his head slowly in disbelief.

Under the eaves, his wife sat up straight, her eyes flashing, and she smiled at him.

That voice came from her mouth.

The voice was warm and waxy, just as it was before.

Zhang Deshun's two lines of old tears were left unconsciously, and he seemed to think of something.

Looking back at the altar.

After the incense burner, the clay sculpture of Tianzi looked at the mountains and rivers.

It's just that between the eyebrows, there is a little more agility.

Zhang Deshun smiled, just like when he was young and newly married.

...

In the room of the complex.

A middle-aged woman was packing her things at home and suddenly kicked something.

She glanced at it and frowned.

"Mom, how many times have you said, don't put so many messy things in the house."

"Look, these shattered copper and iron are easy to come across, not to mention the space occupied at home."

The old lady sitting on the sofa smiled and watched her daughter busy.

"You know what you die girl, that is the statue of Tianjun, I finally invited back from Tianjun Temple."

"Xuan'er runs a long distance with your dad, it's all thanks to Tianjun's blessing."

The woman curled her lips.

"You are superstitious, what's the matter, you burn incense at home, can you still ask Tianjun to their side? This little Tianjun is not as old as I am, or if you worship me, I will do it. It can also help you clean up your housework."

The woman finally said, she couldn't help but joke.

"You child. What is Tianjun talking about?!"

The old lady glared at her and got up from the sofa.

Came to the clay sculpture carefully, holding a clean rag, carefully wiping the statue, and at the same time muttering: "Children are not sensible, don't blame Tianjun, don't blame Tianjun."

The woman rolled her eyes helplessly, but she didn't say much.

Click—

There was a slight cracking sound, suddenly came.

The old lady's eyes widened, looking at the crack in her hand that suddenly appeared on the neck like Tianjun.

"This this..."

The old lady's face became very ugly. She obviously didn't touch it. How did this clay sculpture crack? !

It seems to have been hit hard.

"Tianjun calms down his anger, and Tianjun calms down his anger."

The woman glanced, and she was a little gloating.

At this moment, the phone rang in the room suddenly thought.

The middle-aged woman wiped her hand and picked up the phone from the house.

"Hey, Dad, why are you calling now."

The voice on the other end of the phone is noisy, I don't know what's going on.

After a few seconds, a male voice came.

"We had a car accident."

The woman's face changed drastically.

"What dad? You had a car accident? How about you, Jiaxuan? Does it matter!"

The old lady hurried over after hearing the sound.

"It's okay, cough cough. Xiaoli, I'm okay, and dad is okay."

"It's just that I got a slight neck injury and was stabbed by a steel pipe. Fortunately, Dad asked me to wear his jade while driving, otherwise my neck would be gone."

Another man with a much younger voice coughed and spoke.

The woman finally let go of her hanging heart, and she took a deep breath. The voices of the two were not weak, and it seemed that there was no problem.

"It's fine if people are fine, and people are fine. When did Dad bring the jade pendant? Why don't I know?"

"Just before going out, didn't Mom ask Dad from a temple, and you will ask me for one next time. Okay, let's not talk about it. There are still things to deal with here. When the evening is over, I will talk to you. Watch with mom."

The man confessed and hung up the phone.

The mother and daughter staring at each other were left in the house.

After a long time, the woman spoke slowly.

"Mom... let's... give Tianjun incense, right?"

"good!"

I don't know whether it is the light refraction or the woman's dazzling.

She seemed to see the clay sculpture, Tianjun's eyes blinked.

...

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