Fan Qingzhu's heart fluttered, and he remembered it so clearly, he couldn't help but step forward to hug Jin Feng, but he was a little dizzy and sat down.

The slender hand held the soft snow-white velvet pillow, coughed gently, and looked at Jin Feng gently.

The Jin Feng in front of him and the Jin Feng in his mind intertwined and finally overlapped, gently closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep is two hours, and when I wake up, I only see a Limbo fairy Guanzi Bodhisattva sitting on the lotus platform and looking at himself with a smile.

The smile was very soft, and the eyes were full of love.

The clothes are fluttering, the rings are beautiful, the long skirt is thin and soft, and the appearance is exactly like himself.

There is a sound of Sanskrit singing in the ears, which makes people's hearts quiet and stable, as if they have entered the world of bliss, full of flying celestial maidens, with strange fragrances, no troubles, no sorrows, and no pain.

For a while, Fan Qingzhu groaned softly, looking at the Guanyin Bodhisattva stupidly, and couldn't help but fall asleep.

Myself, I'm so tired.

Suddenly, Fan Qingzhu came to his senses, sat up suddenly, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva who was close at hand in a daze, completely stunned.

What kind of water moon Guanyin is this, this is a huge white jade Guanyin sitting statue.

It is almost two feet high, and below it is a rosewood rosette more than a foot high.

The sitting statue of Guanyin is almost the same as the original shape of Guanyin in the Water Moon, but it has changed from golden to white, smooth and translucent, and beautiful to the extreme.

Fan Qingzhu was stunned for a while, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

Gently raised his hand and stroked this white jade Guanyin, but he felt blasphemous to the Bodhisattva, and suddenly retracted it.

"Wada...... Hetian Yu?"

"This is Hetian jade seed material?"

"Jin Feng ......"

There was a promise from outside the door, and Jin Feng walked out. Holding a black Chinese medicine in his hand, he handed it to Fan Qingzhu.

Fan Qingzhu still looked at this Hetian Jade Water Moon Guanyin blankly, the more he looked at it, the more incredible he felt, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he had lived in vain all these years.

It was a large white jade Guanyin, almost exactly the same size as the height of the width. The overall white jade is flawless, and it is the white jade of first-class purity.

The jade is delicate and soft, and the ice muscle and jade bone are formed in one piece, which is shocking to the extreme.

Look at the shape of Guanyin again, Ganoderma lucidum is thick, full and smart, stretching and graceful, and delicate. Between square inches, the use of carving, relief, bas-relief, and deep carving is fascinating.

Even if Fan Qingzhu is a big family, he was deeply shocked when he saw this white jade Guanyin.

So beautiful!

Such a large seed material first-class white jade Guanyin, now there are hundreds of millions of can't be taken at all.

Hundreds of millions of dollars are just money for materials, and more importantly, carving ......

A hundred years ago, if you wanted to carve such a large piece, even the top craftsmen would have to spend several years or even more than ten years of hard work to make it.

Even if such a god-level jade carving is taken to the Xingzhou Doubao, it is a unique and unique treasure.

As if guessing Fan Qingzhu's thoughts, Jin Feng said softly: "I would have come to you if I knew it." With her, Li Shengzun is afraid that he will be angry to death. ”

"How much is she worth?"

Instinctively, Fan Qingzhu still asked the question in his heart.

Jin Feng looked at the white jade Guanyin quietly and said softly, "Priceless treasure." It is more beautiful than the treasure of the town, Dayu, and the mountain. ”

"This kind of carving, Huang Xin can't do it. ”

"Drink the medicine. ”

Fan Qingzhu frowned slightly, took the medicine and said in a low voice like a child: "I'm not sick...... Can you not drink it?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Okay. ”

Although he promised Jin Feng in his mouth, Fan Qingzhu was inked for a long time, and under Jin Feng's fierce eyes, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes very reluctantly, and drank the bitter Chinese medicine.

"How did this Guanyin come about?"

"Why do you want to disguise?"

Faced with Fan Qingzhu's question, Jin Feng was also unable to respond.

I have really never seen such a similar god-level jade carving, which can be called a ghostly work and a peak.

There is no mention of this thing in the various records of the imperial palaces of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Judging from the modeling and carving alone, Jin Feng can only estimate the approximate age.

I have seen all the carvings of Guanyin, and I have not found any marks left by the jade carver, which makes the origin of this jade Guanyin a mystery for the ages.

The ground was littered with piles of gold leaf, estimated to be more than a pound. There is also a lot of cotton wool under the gold leaf to wrap Guanyin, which is extremely well protected.

The rosette is ordinary Nanmu, and the style is in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, which belongs to the later matching.

That is to say, the Jade Guanyin and the lotus seat are deliberately artificially connected together, and as for when it was done, Jin Feng also couldn't find an answer.

The things that had been hidden so deeply for hundreds of years were all pulled out by Jin Feng, and the Fan Qingzhu on the side was shocked or shocked.

Looking at the Jade Guanyin, who was five or six points similar to his appearance, Fan Qingzhu was in a trance.

If he died, he could send his soul to Guanyin and watch him accompany him for the rest of his life, how good it would be.

Unconsciously, Fan Qingzhu, who was in deep love, gently protected Jin Feng, who was picking up a stack of gold leaf, and his whole body was tightly pressed against Jin Feng's back.

The small head rested on Jin Feng's broad shoulders: "Time is easy to age, and people's hearts are changeable." It has always been shallow, but the love is deep, Jin Feng ......"

"I want to ...... I want to be with you. ”

"At that time, I liked that Xiahou Jichi took the initiative to chase him but made a big joke...... I've locked myself up ever since......"

"Until I met you. ”

"You dug me out of the muck heap, and I treated you so badly...... It hurts to think about it now. ”

"The Buddhists say that if you don't want to, it will hurt, but if you don't want you, what's the point of my life. ”

A line of hot tears fell on the back of Jin Feng's neck, pulling out a short tear line and turning into shallow tear stains, slowly seeping into Jin Feng's body.

"I wish you and Zimo happiness. ”

The whispering of mosquitoes, the resolute murmuring of lovers, and the heartache is like ice.

Jin Feng held Fan Qingzhu's cold little hand with his backhand, tilted his head back, and Fan Qingzhu's side face rubbed Jin Feng's rough face tightly.

"It's going to be fine. I'll heal you. ”

Fan Qingzhu's delicate body was shocked, his body slowly stiffened, and he said with tears and a smile: "I'm not sick again." ”

"I'm really not sick. If you don't believe me, I'll tear up a horse and show you. ”

At this time, the figure of the little girl slowly appeared at the door and said quietly: "They are here." ”

Fan Qingzhuyu's face changed slightly, he held Jin Feng's hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't go." Ignore them. ”

"They don't dare to do anything to you. ”

Jin Feng smiled lightly and said softly, "Do me a favor." ”

Fan Qingzhu straightened his face: "Okay." ”

"It's hot, shave my head. ”

"Bald. ”

On the shore of West Lake, fireworks in March, tourists are weaving.

The spring rain has stopped, and the warm sun shines on the surface of the West Lake, shining with billions of golden lights.

The charm of the mountains and rivers is the unity of heaven and man, and the low and sad Kunqu opera comes from the white walls and green covers, which is prosperous like a dream.

While people were enjoying the beautiful scenery, in the distance, two yellow-brown columns came quickly.

The surrounding tourists were a little strange, and then they were stunned.

The two yellow-brown columns turned out to be groups of bright monks.

This group of monks is young, with a slender and burly figure, sharp and calm eyes, steady and powerful steps, and a vigorous body, a group of eight heavenly dragons with golden bodies and arhats in the lower realm.

The long procession filled the entire area on the shore of West Lake, and the arhats turned around in unison to enclose the entire area, facing one of the small western-style buildings, and turned into statues.

"Shaolin Warrior Monk!"

Just when the tourists were confused, when they secretly exclaimed, they saw a yellow wave of people outside the mountain gate of Lingyin Temple.

The waves are like the surging waves of the Qiantang River on the stone wall, scene by scene, wave by wave, destroying and decaying the audience.

A Buddha horn sounded in the clouds at this moment, and the bell of Lingyin Temple rang in advance unprecedentedly at this moment.

One after another, the bell spread like thunder all over the world, shaking people's hearts.

Sanskrit suddenly became high-pitched at this moment, and outside the western sky, the colorful sunset covered the sunset, reflecting half of the western sky in a splendid light, like a fairyland.

The yellow-yellow-brown Qiantang waves gradually approached the scene, and people suddenly discovered an impossible scene at this moment. ()

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