"Yes ... It's her. " The commoners murmured as they looked at the figure in a daze.
"Mother, who is it? Why are you crying?"
"Mother, do you know the immortals in the sky? Why did you kneel and kowtow?" The child tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes. When he turned around, he saw that his grandparents were kneeling.
A large group of people knelt beside him.
"Girl, kneel down and kowtow to the gods." The mother took the little girl's hand and pulled her to kneel on the ground.
"Mother, who is she? She looked like a statue. However, the statue is not as beautiful as her. The statue has no eyes." The little girl was at a loss. She did not understand why everyone was kneeling on the ground without saying a word and only crying silently.
"She…He was the great benefactor of the human world. It's us who are not worthy of her statue."
"Kowtow to her." The woman pulled the child and respectfully kowtowed to the god in the sky.
