Chapter 41: The Statue of Guan Gong

I haven't seen it for a few days, and the construction site has become a little unrecognizable.

The various working tools and machinery left before were gone, and then there were a lot of arrangements that Chen Hao couldn't understand.

Outside the newly excavated grave, dozens of mirror mirrors are arranged in a circle, refracting the sunlight, shining on a bloodstained stone door exposed in the grave, and a pungent smell of blood can be faintly smelled.

In addition, there are several rows of watermelon-sized giant lights, this Chen Hao is a little familiar, it seems to be some kind of laser lamp or something, it is estimated that it is used at night.

Not to mention, under these incomprehensible arrangements, Chen Hao found that the evil aura remaining on the surface of the construction site disappeared without a trace, obviously the layout was really useful, showing Master Long's professional level.

Stand outside the grave and gaze at the tomb door.

The atmosphere of this dragon gate is not worthy of the name, the whole stone gate is only more than one meter high, the appearance is carved with a dragon-shaped pattern, but it is buried in the ground all the year round, it has long been corroded by water vapor and yin, moldy and smelly, and it is not clear to see.

It's a pity that the closure measures of this dragon gate are well done, and there is no yin and evil qi seeping out during the day, and it is impossible to perceive the situation inside.

After walking around, Chen Hao didn't gain anything, so he had to turn back to Bai Ru's side and ask about the idol.

It wasn't Chen Hao who wanted to ask, because his yin and yang eyes looked around, but he didn't find the existence of the power of incense.

You must know that the Buddha statue not far away, the residual power of incense inside, the first time Chen Hao saw it, it was as obvious as a light bulb.

Bai Ru hurriedly ran to the car and took out something wrapped in red cloth.

Lifting the red cloth, a woodcarved statue of Guan Gong that was no more than a foot tall, holding a knife and stroking his beard, and staring at his eyebrows, appeared in Chen Hao's eyes, and he was a little dumbfounded.

Bai Ru said proudly: "This is what I spent millions to invite back from a temple wish, and I found an expert to identify it, the core material of ebony wood, the work of a famous sculptor, has a history of nearly three hundred years, and the quality is excellent, vivid, what do you think, master?" ”

I don't think so, damn it, I really don't understand the world of rich people, this master asked you to prepare a statue of God and Buddha, and you will get an antique back?

Not to mention the size.

This Guan Gong looks terrifying, but what does the faint and almost indelible power of incense on his body mean? Is this thing useful?

Chen Hao was silent.

Bai Ru's smugness slowly disappeared, and she asked with some trepidation: "Master, don't tell me, this is a fake." ”

Chen Hao said angrily: "Whether it's a fake or not, I'm not an expert, I don't dare to judge." But I want to ask you, when I told you, I want to be worshipped by true believers, and I want to worship the gods and Buddhas all year round, right? ”

Bai Ru nodded weakly.

Chen Hao sneered: "Then tell me, what is the famous Taoist temple of this Guan Gong statue, and how many believers worship it every day?" ”

This!!

Bai Ru was speechless.

As far as she knows, this statue of Guan Gong comes from an ancient Guandi Temple, which is treasured by the contemporary temple Zhu, it is said that before the catastrophe, the Guandi Temple was also full of incense, presumably this Guandi statue is also very spiritual.

But looking at Chen Hao's expression now, it's obviously not like this.

"Great, Master, is this idol useless? So what to do, I bought it for a favor, how can this be? Bai Ru was about to cry urgently.

Chen Hao has become unreliable, this idol that pinned some hopes on has also become unreliable, so she is still fighting for a yarn.

Chen Hao sighed and said: "It's not right to say it's useless, this Guan Gong statue has also absorbed a lot of incense, but the statue is precious, and it is not worshiped by the world like ordinary clay statues and Buddhas, so it has not accumulated much, and it has been treated as a precious cultural relic. ”

Bai Ru was dumbfounded, stunned, the idol that he had spent a huge price to get was actually the same type as the Jade Buddha that Chen Hao sold to him? Isn't this fooling!

You must know that Chen Hao's Jade Buddha is only 10,000, this price is hundreds of times more expensive, why should I bother!

"Master, if I go to get those clay statues of gods and Buddhas with flourishing incense now, will I still be in time?" Bai Ru was not an ordinary person after all, so she tried her best to suppress her panicked mentality and asked seriously.

Chen Hao shook his head and said: "If you are fighting for status, then there is no need, when Master Long comes, we will go to the tomb to investigate, this dragon's lair does not breed fierceness, it means that Xue Chuang won, if there is fierceness, then it is another matter, it is possible that the fierceness is not strong, we can solve it, or it is possible that the fierceness is too strong, we retreat, when the time comes, it is not too late for you to get the statue of God and Buddha, but in this way, the statue of God and Buddha you want to get is not ordinary, at least the kind of worship in the Zhenwu Hall of Wudang Mountain or the Shaolin Temple, the general temple, Nowadays, how many sincere believers, even the monks and Taoists in the temple are fake, and the people who worship the gods and Buddhas are even more with various impure purposes. ”

Bai Ru was desperate.

After some hard work, he has fallen more than one step behind Xue Chuang, and there is basically no possibility of turning the tables.

Syllable!

An inexplicable anger erupted from his heart, and Bai Ru smashed the statue of Guan Gong to the ground with hatred. Then he squatted down and hugged his head, and a suppressed cry was faintly heard.

Chen Hao was distressed when he saw it.

This Nima, millions of things, just throw it away, even if you have money and don't care, then this is also a great disrespect to the gods, aren't you afraid of Guan Gong's guilt!

I hurriedly picked up the idol and checked it, but there was no problem.

However, Chen Hao was suddenly startled and found a difference in the statue.

Although there is not much power of incense, this Guan Gong statue seems to contain a trace of spirituality, which is not ordinary.

Ordinary clay sculptures of gods and Buddhas, even if they have accumulated a lot of incense power, but that is only equivalent to a battery, no matter how much power is accumulated, it cannot change the essence.

This Guan Gong is different, that trace of spirituality, but all of a sudden he distanced himself from the ninety percent of the gods and Buddha statues.

Chen Hao observed carefully and thoughtfully.

"Okay, don't cry, the statue of Guan Gong you bought should have a purpose, but it's not for suppression, well, you can't be in a hurry, wait until you enter the tomb, maybe, this thing can help you turn the tables." Chen Hao opened his mouth and said.

Bai Ru suddenly got up, her teary eyes were hazy, and she looked at Chen Hao in disbelief.

"Really? You didn't lie to me? ”

Chen Hao said indifferently: "Believe it or not, I put it here anyway, it depends on the situation of the tomb, whether this statue can be used." ”

Bai Ru gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, I will enter the tomb with the master, and I will carry this statue with me at that time, and I will obey the master's arrangement at any time." ”

Chen Hao suddenly looked sideways.

is really ruthless, in order to get on the throne, he even gave up his life.

This is the real son of a wealthy family, and this master will give you a word.

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