Chapter 245 His Goddess Statue

There is no daylight.

The sound of crackling firecrackers rang out across the capital.

As soon as Lu Chaochao opened his eyes, he smelled the fragrant smell in the air.

"Young miss is so awesome today, you don't even need us to wake up..." Yushu looked surprised.

Yuqin brought hot water and scrubbed her.

"What's good, little miss? She looks extremely happy..." Yushu asked secretly.

Lu Chaochao chuckled: "Secret."

She had a strange feeling.

My body felt numb, but I couldn't tell.

People all over the world are celebrating her birthday, how can you not be moved?

There is no school today, so the little one is dressed especially festively.

An incense table has been set up in the courtyard, and food such as roasted suckling pig has been placed.

Lu Chaochao took a deep breath, it smelled so good...

"Chaochao, come and worship God." Mrs. Xu was facing away from her, with her hands clasped together and a serious look on her face.

Xu is extremely serious about worshiping gods every year.

Two years ago, when Lu Chaochao was still young, she faced Lu Yuanze's betrayal and her son's rebellion, and she never stopped.

Lu Chaochao knelt beside her.

"When your eldest brother died, I prayed to gods and Buddhas all over the sky, and finally begged your eldest brother to wake up. That night..." A faint smile appeared on Xu's eyebrows.

"Originally I stayed up all night. But then I couldn't hold on any longer and took a nap while leaning on the ink stone bed..."

"I had a dream."

"I dreamed about the gods. The gods said that he would give the inkstone back to me, but in the near future, I will give birth to a daughter. I hope I can raise my daughter safely..."

"Chaochao, you are the child given to me by God."

"How lucky I am to be your mother." She really loves Chao Chao, even if there is no god, she still loves Chao Chao deeply.

[Could it be which disciple did it? 】

[My mother and I actually have such a connection? ] Lu Chaochao scratched his head, not understanding.

After she sacrificed herself to heaven and earth, in an instant, countless pressures came over her, her body was shattered, and her soul was torn apart.

The pain of that moment made Lu Chaochao shudder when he thought about it countless times.

After the sacrifice, she lost her true body and became a trace of spiritual consciousness between heaven and earth.

Spiritual consciousness is everywhere.

It's flowers, grass, trees, rivers...

Like a cloud in the sky or a cool breeze, she is everywhere.

When she regained her memory, she was already in warm amniotic fluid.

Her rebirth is probably related to a few disciples.

After worshiping the gods, Lu Chaochao had a meal with his family.

"Mom, can I take my sister out? Today is the Chaoyang Festival, it's very lively outside..." Lu Yuanxiao was ready to make a move.

The capital is filled with exotic flowers and plants, and it is dazzlingly prosperous.

Emperor Xuanping simply spent a lot of money.

"Please, please, mother..."

Xu had no choice but to agree.

"Yeah, my mother is the best, my mother is the best, I love my mother the most..."

He hugged his mother's cheek and kissed her hard.

Mrs. Xu's face was filled with saliva.

"Third brother, carry..." Lu Chaochao stretched out his hand, and Lu Yuanxiao squatted down and carried her behind him.

"Wow, there are so many flowers..."

It's still a bit cold in Beijing, and the flowers brought from other places are covered with a thin layer of frost.

"Why is there no portrait of that god?" Lu Chaochao was curious.

Lu Yuanxiao smiled and said, "I heard what Master said."

"After that god saved all living beings, her merits were almost higher than those of heaven."

"At that time, people wanted to paint her portrait in memory of her."

"But whenever you draw her face, the portrait will spontaneously ignite without fire."

"Paper and pen cannot carry her past. Nor can it write down her merits..."

"In the end, the people spontaneously made a statue of her."

“Her story has been passed down from generation to generation.”

Lu Chaochao nodded in understanding: "Oh, we can only carve statues..."

"Now let's go worship her statue..." Lu Yuanxiao pinched her sister's cheek.

"The people call her the Goddess of the Rising Sun."

"Some people also say that the nine-story tower in the palace is also dedicated to her. But I don't know whether it is true or not..."

Lu Chaochao looked in the direction of the palace.

The little guy's clenched fists quietly unclenched, and he raised his hand to touch his heart.

Something was calling her.

Strange yet familiar.

Lu Yuanxiao carried Chaochao on his back and walked forward along with the crowd.

"Lu Yuanxiao, you stole your sister again?!" Li Siqi, the direct grandson of the Protector of the Country, fixed his eyes on Chao Chao.

So soft and cute little Chaochao...

"Quick, quick, give me a hug!" Li Siqi said and was about to step forward.

"What are you doing? If your sister doesn't hug you, why should you hug me?" Lu Yuanxiao nervously hid her sister behind her.

"Are you kidding me? With my father's appearance, a concubine would have to pay a dowry to get married." Li Siqi looked angry.

"Lend me a hug, I'll hold you for a while... We are good brothers, your sister is my sister!"

Lu Yuanxiao avoided him nervously, and the fourth prince pulled Li Siqi.

"Cousin, you are not allowed to provoke Chao Chao." The fourth prince was born to attract evil spirits, and it was because of Chao Chao that he could live a normal life.

Li Siqi looked at Chaoyang with regret: "Princess Zhaoyang, are you going to worship the Chaoyang Goddess too?"

"Speaking of which, Chaoyang Goddess and Princess Zhaoyang are somewhat similar, and they have some fate."

[Of course, I am the Goddess of the Chaoyang...]

Plop...

Lu Yuanxiao's legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

His eyes widened in shock? ?

What did he hear? ! !

He often eavesdropped on his sister's thoughts and knew that her sister was awesome in her previous life and even had several disciples in the God Realm.

But, I don’t know her...

She is the Goddess of the Chaoyang! ! ! !

Chaochao's awesomeness seems to have reached a new limit!

"Third brother, what's wrong with you?" Lu Chaochao heard the third brother knock his knee on the stone floor, his face grimacing, as if he was in severe pain.

"No, it's okay..."

‘What can I do! ! Today is another day where I was shocked by my sister! She is the goddess of the rising sun, ah, goddess! ! ’ Lu Yuanxiao yelled crazily in his heart.

I only knew that she was very powerful in her previous life, but I never imagined that she would be so powerful! !

Everyone walked forward, holding a flower in their hands and wanting to enshrine it in front of the goddess.

"I've never seen a goddess statue before..." Lu Chaochao muttered.

"Of course you can't see it... There are officers and soldiers guarding the area around the statue of the goddess. And the surrounding area is blocked by big trees... The statue of the goddess is 18 meters high, and it is also covered with things. It can only be unveiled every year for sacrifices!"

"It is said that the goddess's merits are so great that paper cannot bear her appearance and past. Even the statue was barely built by the people of the city who kowtowed until their heads bled."

"There are also rumors that all the gods in the sky are her disciples. Haha, this must be a legend... If it were true, she would poke a hole in the sky and no one would dare to provoke her." Li Siqi laughed.

Lu Chaochao glanced at her casually.

"The little guy is still not convinced?"

"The goddess is a legend. Her statue is in dilapidated condition and will collapse at any time. You will know it just by looking at it..." Li Siqi shook his head.

The fourth prince had lived in Huguo Temple for several years and had read many books.

He paused and said, "Cousin, don't be rude to the goddess." A black hair had grown on his head, but he still retained the habits of a young novice monk.

He likes to put his hands together when talking.

"The goddess is real."

"His deeds are also true..."

“He is worthy of all worship.”

"Her statue is dusty because she lost her soul to save the people and the statue cannot hide her. One day, if he comes back, her statue will open its eyes and look down at all living beings."

The fourth prince clasped his hands devoutly into the distance.

"I think you are pretending to be a novice monk. You are stupid..." Li Siqi muttered secretly.

"If the statue could open its eyes, I would stand on my head and eat shit!"

Will the statue open its eyes? Who are you fooling!