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He usually enjoyed the offerings of countless worshippers, yet he had never imagined Bitter Mouth Buddha lived in such poverty.

"You really know how to flatter people." Jiumozhi shot him a glance and grumbled inwardly.

When the Marquis refused to enter, it was poverty and a weed-choked place. Once he entered, it became a humble room made fragrant by its master's virtue.

At that, Smiling Mouth Buddha's face darkened.

Yet Bitter Mouth Buddha and his teacher, Joyful Buddha, both fell silent, clearly agreeing deeply with Jiumozhi's words.

Ignoring the others, Su Changqing walked straight into the ruined temple. Inside stood a dilapidated stone Buddha Statue. Its golden body had long since peeled away, and it held a green bamboo stalk in its hand. Covered in dust, even its face could no longer be seen clearly.

Su Changqing's gaze was profound as he studied the Buddha Statue, lingering for a moment on the green bamboo in its hand, which was covered in black hair.

"My lord, this is the ancestral Buddha of our Great Dao of Suffering," Jiumozhi said softly beside him.

He had also knelt and kowtowed before this Buddha.

"You three may leave. I have something to discuss with Jiumozhi." Su Changqing turned, sat down calmly, and spoke in an even tone.

Joyful Buddha, Bitter Mouth Buddha, and Smiling Mouth Buddha froze. Seeing the unquestionable look in Su Changqing's eyes, they could only bow and withdraw.

"Bitter Mouth Buddha, you hid yourself well. You actually have such a disciple!" Smiling Mouth Buddha looked at Bitter Mouth Buddha and sneered.

Even Great Emperor Changqing was Jiumozhi's friend, and he even called him Marquis Changqing. It was obvious at a glance that they were extremely close.

"What a pity. No matter how good things are for you, you're still Jiumozhi's follower.