The Statue of Dao San Qian

As Jun Wu Xiao was rushing to the capital, he suddenly stopped. He rubbed his eyes several times, thinking he was seeing wrong thing. He mumbled to himself:

"What the hell is that?"

In his line of sight was a statue tens of meters high, and the person it depicted was none other than Dao San Qian. Below the statue were numerous offerings and tens of thousands of people kneeling in worship.

"What the heck? Are they holding some kind of ceremony? What religion is this? Let's go check it out." Jun Wu Xiao said.

He didn't expect much, but upon arrival, he was stunned by the vivid imagination of these people. From below the statue, someone who seemed to be leading the ceremony spoke in a loud, clear voice:

"Dear Guardian God, as your emissary, today we hold this ceremony to remember your great deeds. Please grant us the strength to overcome hardships and bless us with health for a happy life. I offer the money I have earned to you to show my respect."