Bab 113: Chapter 113: Curse When You're Annoyed

Zhu Zijun was scolded by Wufu with such ferocity that he staggered on his feet, staring at her in a daze.

"You actually carved a Blood Guanyin out of Chicken Blood Stone, how could you dare to, without fearing the wrath of the Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Wufu continued to scoff.

The Chicken Blood Guanyin was not something that no one had ever carved; she did not know about this era, but in her century, she had seen Chicken Blood Guanyins as well. She didn't know what others thought, but she herself felt chilled just looking at it.

Setting aside whether there were any taboos or not, the mere phrase "Blood Guanyin" was unsettling to hear.

Guanyin, Guanyin, should she not be pure and compassionate? What on earth does adding the word "blood" mean?

And in this ancient time, are they more open-minded than the modern era, not minding such things?