Wei Xueqing walked inside with familiarity, reaching out in front of four clay statues on the left side of the second row, picking up the incense from the incense burner and lighting it on the eternal lamp on the left.
She knelt down, placed the incense at her brow, and closed her eyes, praying devoutly.
Yang Chen watched from the side, deep in thought.
After finishing her prayer, Wei Xueqing inserted the incense into the burner, knelt down, and looked up at the statue, calling out emotionally, "Mom, I..."
Halfway through her words, Wei Xueqing turned to look at Yang Chen, her expression turning cold, and said icily, "Please leave!"
Yang Chen nodded and retreated without saying much.
As he suspected, the clay statue was of Wei Xueqing's mother.
Ningjing Daoist Temple had a peculiar tradition where after pious men and women passed away, they could accumulate merits by having clay statues made in their image and placed in the temple for worshippers to pay respect.
