Su Yan frowned and looked at the room behind him: "Have you ever gone to the temple to ask for a consecrated Buddha statue?"
"No, I used to be a bit superstitious, but not to the point of inviting gods into my home. Besides, I heard from my father that it is very difficult to send away the Buddhas who prayed to me."
"There's a Buddha statue wrapped in red cloth in your son's bedside table. Go get it."
"What! This bastard boy." He Lifeng didn't care that his son had just fallen asleep. He woke him up roughly and said, "Take out the Buddha statue you hid."
He Fei forced himself to open his eyes: "Dad, I finally fell asleep, why did you wake me up?"
He Lifeng looked at his son's frail appearance, and his expression eased considerably. He repeated what he had just said: "Take out the Buddha statue."
He Fei's face turned even paler. He lowered his head and dared not look his father in the eye: "Dad, how did you know I found the Buddha statue?"
The father and son worked together to take out the Buddha statue inside. He Lifeng carefully uncovered the red cloth and saw a Buddha statue covered in golden light sitting upright on the Sumeru throne.
He Lifeng placed the Buddha statue in front of the camera and said, "Master, this Buddha statue looks no different from the ones in the temple."
Su Yan stared at the Buddha statue. The beads in his hand had turned black inside: "The Buddha statue in front of you is not the deity that protects you in the temple.
If you look closely at the right side of its head, you will see that the buns that should have been arranged in the same direction are twisted behind its ears and arranged in the opposite direction.
And its eyes, the white pupils are made slightly larger than the diameter of the eye sockets, and the tails of the eyes are maliciously raised. From the side, it seems to be squinting at you.
These inconspicuous changes have turned the gods and Buddhas who were supposed to protect the world into evil Buddhas dominated by desire.
The person who carved this Buddha statue must have had a conflict with the buyer.”
In a secret Taoist temple, a man wearing gloves secretly swapped the Buddha statue in his hand with the one on the altar.
"Feng Ren, you caused my wife and children to be separated ten years ago. Now it's time for you to pay your debt."
Feng Ren, who was unaware of the situation, happily took the blessed gods and Buddhas home. He prayed devoutly every day, hoping that his career would reach new heights.
But things did not go as he wished. Since he started offering sacrifices to the gods and Buddhas, his business has plummeted and he was even stabbed by a mentally ill person on the street.
On the day he was discharged from the hospital, he kindly helped an old man who was fortune-telling under a bridge. When they parted ways, the old man said to him, "Buddha distinguishes between good and evil. It's better to get rid of the unclean things in your home as soon as possible."
With the old man's guidance, he took the Buddha statue to the master who carved it for him. The master looked at the statue and said, "The Buddha statue in your hand was not carved by me. It must have been replaced by someone maliciously. Wrap it with red cloth and bury it somewhere where it will not be discovered."
"The discarded Buddha statue was filled with resentment. When your son took it home and re-enshrined it, it was possessed by evil spirits and was thinking about how to take away your family's fortune."
After listening to Su Yan's explanation, He Lifeng looked at her from the side and found that her kind eyes had turned dark, and her deliberately protruding pupils were grabbing you like a devil.
"He Fei, you are really capable. You were able to pick up something that only comes once in a thousand years."
He Fei wanted to cry but had no tears: "Dad, I didn't know this thing was so evil, and it turns out that its place is not secret at all.
I saw it was so majestic and thought it was a blessing from heaven, so I placed it by my bed and prayed every day, hoping it would help me get good grades in my exams.
Su Yan stopped the father and son from arguing: "Your son is not to blame for this. An ambitious Buddha will naturally not be willing to remain silent. He will try his best to regain people's worship."
"Master, can I leave it at the temple and let it fight the Buddha head-on?"
"This method cannot eradicate the disease, but will give it a chance to survive. The only way to solve the problem is to completely destroy it.
Tomorrow at noon, you wrap the Buddha statue with a golden cloth, take it to the highest mountain in the city, find a place without any shade, then spread a clean red cloth on the ground and let the Buddha statue look directly at the sunlight.
Two hours later, light the gold cloth that wrapped it, wrap it again with the red cloth on the ground, and let your son hold it and walk to the temple at the foot of the mountain without looking back.
After arriving at the temple, hand it over to the abbot, and then at noon on the third and seventh days, bring the same size gold cloth as on the first day to the temple to worship. After the worship, throw the gold cloth and the incense in your hand into the incense burner in the temple.
At this point, the Buddha statue's relationship with your home is severed, and after a month, it will become an ordinary Buddha statue.
Also, I hope that viewers who want to worship Buddha statues will think clearly that it is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away. This is not an empty saying. Even if they are real gods and Buddhas, they will be dissatisfied if they are discarded casually.
If you really don't want to offer it as an offering, you can wrap it in red cloth and send it to the temple. The abbot of the temple will know how to deal with it."
This story is so bizarre. I thought all Buddha statues were good, but I didn't expect some could harm people.
This is not the Buddha statue's fault, but the person who carved it has a vicious heart.
I was originally planning to get a Buddha statue to worship at home, but after this incident, I'm a little hesitant to go. I'm worried that if I buy a bad one, it might bring disaster upon myself.
When I was a child, I found a broken-armed Guanyin statue in the mountains. The next day, my right arm was broken, so my grandmother sent it to the temple.
The next day, the He family father and son took the Buddha statue to the mountain according to Su Yan's instructions. When they were about to reach the temple, He Fang heard someone calling his name from behind.
"Dad, I heard someone calling our names. Did you hear it?"
He Lifeng held his son's head and said, "Forget what the master said. No matter what happens, there is no turning back."
The two held their breath, concentrated, and eliminated all external temptations, and finally successfully delivered the Buddha statue to the abbot.
A month later, the Buddha statue wrapped in red cloth suddenly broke into pieces. The abbot picked it up as usual and threw it into the stove in the kitchen. He said: "Good and evil are only a thought away. Be a good Buddha in your next life."
At this time, it is a Buddha sculpture gallery.
The apprentice took the nameplate that had fallen to the ground and gave it to his master: "Master, another nameplate has fallen off."
"If it falls, just burn it. Don't tell me such trivial matters in the future."
The apprentice was worried: "Won't this kind of business bring disaster upon ourselves?"
The master smiled nonchalantly and said, "I'm just a craftsman who makes mistakes occasionally. If the things I carve are damaged are used by people with ulterior motives to do bad things, what does it have to do with me?
If you are really scared, just leave!"
Where he couldn't see, the eyes of a newly carved Guanyin statue suddenly moved.
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