Lu Renjia gave the instructions for this arrangement.
I took a comfortable nap, but when I woke up, I didn't feel refreshed at all. Instead, I felt heavy all over, as if I was soaking wet and incredibly heavy.
As soon as he got up, his most trusted steward knelt before him, sobbing uncontrollably: "Master, I don't know what happened! You just gave the order, and I sent someone to the temple to fetch a Buddha statue for you, but as soon as that boy stepped out, he was hit by a carriage and his leg was broken..."
“I was afraid of ruining your plans, so I sent my son instead. But my son fared even worse; he didn’t even have time to get out the door before he fell into the pool…”
"How could this be? You're not lying to me, are you?" Lu Renjia didn't want to believe it, but the old steward quickly called over the servant who had broken his leg.
The steward's son drank a lot of water and is still lying in bed, unable to get up.
"Master, I don't believe in such things." Lu Renjia's face was gloomy. He casually pointed to a servant who was sweeping the floor and said, "Go to that temple and get me a consecrated Buddha statue. As long as the statue works, I'll pay any price, no matter how much it costs!"
They have nothing else, but they are the richest.
Money makes the world go round.
Naturally, one can also invite a Buddha statue to bless and protect him.
The servant who was sweeping dropped his broom, his eyes glazed over, and was about to leave when, after taking only two steps, he bumped his head against the door, his head covered in blood.
The servant finally came to his senses and cried, begging for mercy: "Master, I don't know what's going on. I haven't been able to sleep well these past few days. I've been experiencing sleep paralysis every night. I was so sleepy just now that I couldn't even open my eyes."
"Drag him out and sell him! How can such a useless piece of trash be kept in the manor? Are we just wasting our money feeding these good-for-nothings?!"
Lu Renjia also thought of the female ghost, but he showed no pity for the servants and dealt with the person coldly.
Although he had already sold off those useless things to avoid seeing them again, it was already afternoon, and the sky was getting darker. If he didn't bring the consecrated Buddha statue back soon, how would he get through the night?
Lu Renjia felt resentful whenever he thought of Meng Lanxin, and he also felt that this damned woman would definitely not let him off easily.
Having no other choice, Lu Renjia had to go himself.
Although he said he would go in person, he still took a carriage all the way to the foot of the mountain. The mountain road was too steep to travel by carriage.
Lu Renjia wanted to ask a strong servant to carry him up, but all the servants quickly waved their hands and refused: "Master, it's not that we are unwilling, but the mountain has snowed and the ground is slippery. If you are not careful, you may fall!"
"Then what's the point of me bringing all this stuff here? Couldn't you have been a little more careful?" Lu Renjia accused, his face still full of anger.
Laifu, who was perched on Lu Renjia's shoulder, got angry when he heard this, jumped off his shoulder, and kicked Lu Renjia in the knee.
"That old bastard is really annoying and vicious! I've lived for over two thousand years and I've rarely encountered such a wicked person. I spit on him several times to make sure he was plagued by bad luck before letting him go."
The servants still dared not.
If you refuse Lu Renjia, at worst you'll be sold off, but if you throw someone off his back, you might even get beaten to death.
Lu Renjia was so angry that he was about to kick the servants, but he slipped and fell to the ground, breaking his front teeth and biting his lip until it bled.
Lu Renjia finally realized that the mountain path was slippery. Although he was angry, he couldn't ask someone to carry him up the mountain. He could only take a cane and walk towards the temple on the mountain, his steps uneven.
As he walked, he cursed the monks in the temple for having nothing better to do than build the temple on such a high mountain, saying it was simply bullying the old folks like them.
The little pink butterfly sat on his head, pulling out his hair strand by strand, its eyes filled with malice as it prepared to deal with this shameless, damned dog of a man that night.
Laifu sat on Lu Renjia's shoulders and laughed at her: "Ugly girl, I think your eyes are quite beautiful. How could you have fallen for such a thing back then? You have a sharp tongue and an even more vicious heart! It's a miracle that you've lived to such an old age. It's as if even God is blind."
"Hmph..." Little Pink Butterfly was unwilling to bring up what happened back then, but she gritted her teeth even harder when she pulled Lu Renjia's hair.
Lu Renjia had no idea that he was carrying two ghosts on his back. He just felt more and more tired as he walked, panting heavily, feeling like he was about to die.
When he looked up, he realized he hadn't walked very far at all, and the temple on the mountaintop was still a long way off.
He could only grit his teeth and keep walking forward, falling several times along the way, his silk robes getting covered in mud and water, but there was nothing he could do.
"This old man is really afraid of death. He was scared like this just because he had a nightmare. He's definitely guilty."
"It would be a miracle if Buddha protected such a scoundrel. He's really audacious, thinking that money can solve everything?" Laifu said with a grin as he lay on top of him.
Little Pink Butterfly couldn't help but sneer, "He's always been like this, thinking that money can solve everything. For money, he'd probably even sell himself! I was truly blind back then!"
"Hey, hey, hey, you can scold him, but don't scold yourself." Lai Fu swung his legs, causing Lu Renjia to fall heavily several more times, leaving him with many wounds, his face bruised and swollen, looking painful.
Despite the difficulties, Lu Renjia did not give up and actually managed to climb all the way to the temple gate before dark.
The old monk at the temple was deeply moved by the sincerity of the benefactor, who was adorned with gold and silver. After Lu Renjia donated 10,000 taels of silver, he sold him a talisman.
Lu Renjia immediately felt relieved and was so happy that he wanted to throw his head back and laugh out loud.
When Laifu saw how smug he looked, he reached out and took the amulet from him to examine it.
The amulet, which had originally been blessed, became covered in bad luck and lost its effectiveness after Laifu touched it.
Because Laifu was only curious about the amulet and didn't seem to have any malicious intent, the amulet naturally wouldn't attack randomly, and as a result, Laifu rendered it useless.
Lu Renjia had no idea about any of this. He thought that with the talisman in hand, he would be free from all worries, and he still arrogantly had someone carry him down the mountain.
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