After chatting with the human monk for a few more words, Bai Su entered the Heavenly King Palace.

As soon as he entered the door, Rao is Bai Su was also shocked by the terrifying sculptures on the front and the left and right sides, and then looked at the other tourists, most of them sincerely bowed and invested incense money.

Is there really no problem with human faith? How can you look like this?

Bai Su's gaze moved away from Maitreya's name tag and fell upwards to the face that was kind and full of weirdness.

The Bodhisattva's face is round, but the eyes are long and narrow, the tail of the eyes is lifted upward, forming the appearance of hanging eyes, and the thin lips are slightly pursed, as if he is laughing, and it is slightly hideous from another angle.

The Bodhisattva couldn't see his neck, and his entire body below was swollen and wrinkled, and he could vaguely tell from the position of contact with the lotus platform that he was sitting cross-legged.

The two hands are close to each other, holding the palms slightly together, the right hand is slightly lower than the left hand, the slender fingertips are on the palms, and the two arms are also born at the position of the auxiliary breasts on the body, and the arms are overlapping and encircling each other.

This is just the statue directly in front of it, and the four on either side are also ugly.

How so...... Bai Su had a little concern about the beliefs of human beings.

Although his own aesthetics and human aesthetics are not on the same path, what is in front of him is too -

The signal of the mobile phone has not been very good since it entered the temple, and I am not sure whether it is because there are too many people in the temple or the influence of the temple itself, so there is no way to search for online pictures for the time being.

Bai Su did a little homework on human beliefs, but the homework was more about how human beings sacrificed and worshipped, and did not pay attention to what human faith itself looked like.

He regretted it a little now, he knew that he should have taken a few pictures at that time.

However, he also knows humans to ask now.

It only took more than ten seconds to observe the entire Bodhisattva statue, and the black-haired young man looked puzzled and turned to the two humans on the side: "This Bodhisattva...... Does it look like this? ”

An Xiangwen just wanted to explain, but the monk on the side immediately stepped forward, and after a set of clichés, the two humans were dizzy, and only Bai Su was still clear-sighted.

“…… These are the reasons why our statues here are different from other places. The monk smiled kindly, "Do you want to worship the Buddha?" ”

The two humans politely refused, and Bai Su had no intention of worshipping other faiths.

The monk did not insist on it, and after retreating for a certain distance, he continued to go to the other tourists and repeat the process of lobbying.

An Xiangwen seized the opportunity at this time, beckoned to Bai Su, and the three of them stood in the corner of the Heavenly King Palace, there were no monks around, only a few scattered tourists, and they didn't mean to look over.

"Of course Maitreya doesn't look like this!" It was Wei Wenxue who spoke, and the flaxen-haired girl lowered her voice, "No matter how much you change, you can't change like this......"

Wei Wenxue said that she had been to temples and Taoist temples a few times, and she had exams in her early years...... For example, in the college entrance examination, there are people who go to Wenqu Xing with the elders in the family.

She felt that the statue here was deliberately made like this.

"Right, Mr. An, Mr. Bai?"

An Xiangwen nodded in agreement, but Bai Su didn't understand it at all, so he clicked twice at random.

"Let's get out first, shall we?" Bai Su proposed, "There are more and more people in this hall. ”

The other two agreed, and the three moved to the back of the Heavenly King's Hall to take in the other strange-looking statue.

Out of the Tianwang Palace, the field of vision in front of you is broadened, many monks are active nearby, there are incense burners for people to incense on the upper and lower sides of the steps, and some tourists are incense there.

The incense is also purchased in the temple, and there is no opportunity to do business here, and they will use special words to tell people that the incense of their Fuzhao Temple is specially made, which is different from the outside.

It's not the same, indeed.

Bai Su smelled the rotten smell mixed in the sandalwood from afar, and it smelled very fragrant if it was good, but if it was ugly, it might be the smell of corpse oil.

Corpse oil, when not mixed with the smell of rotting corpses, actually smells good, for most of the visitors present.

Some people may smell the smell and ask questions, but they are quickly persuaded by their companions to use the difference of Fuzhaoji Temple.

yes, it's so different.

Where does corpse oil come from?

Bai Su stood at the place where the incense was sold, and casually took a package of unopened incense from the stall, and took it in his hand to look at it a few times.

The monk at the back of the stall immediately looked at it after selling the last one and introduced the difference between these incense sticks to Bai Su.

For example, the difference in thickness, the amount of incense, etc., are introduced to introduce and go, and the monks' recommendations are still expensive.

"Do you want to buy it?" Bai Su held the incense and asked the two humans in the back, "We should be here to offer incense?" ”

Both An Xiangwen and Wei Wenxue were a little reluctant on their faces, after all, they saw the strange appearance of the Bodhisattva enshrined in the temple, but several people still got together and bought a piece of incense.

Bai Su took three of them, and the rest were divided among the humans.

The monk also introduced earlier, it is enough to pray for three blessings for yourself, Bai Su, as a human being, has no relatives and family members.

As a monster, he is the only one in the world.

The fire borrowed the incense candle in the ding, and the incense smoke was smoked after being lit, and the smoke rose zigzagly, Bai Su did not follow the human rules and taboos too much, and inserted the incense into the furnace very casually.

Three sticks of sandalwood were squeezed into the embrace of different lengths, and the green smoke swirled, and then within a few seconds, the incense that had not burned much was broken at the waist.

It is not because the ash is burned out and the ash falls off, but because it is bent directly from the middle part.

Tourists next to him witnessed this scene and whispered.

An Xiangwen also tapped Bai Su twice behind his back, and asked in a low voice, "Does Brother Bai want to incense again?" ”

Bai Su squinted, looking at the incense that looked like it was natural, but it was actually broken by external forces.

He didn't answer An Xiangwen's question, but walked over to the human monk standing on the side.

"Excuse me, why does the incense break, is it a quality problem?"

Bai Su asked seriously, but in the eyes of the monks, it seemed to be asking knowingly.

The monk couldn't say that Bai Su was insincere, so he had to suggest euphemistically: "You can put on incense again, meditate on the Bodhisattva in your heart, and think more beautiful sentences." ”

To put it bluntly, it is to say more good things, and sincerity is spiritual.

Bai Su nodded, and asked again: "Then you have incense here, are there many people like me who have broken incense?" ”

The monk glanced at the man, but his temper was still good, and he replied, "Not much." ”

Only then did Bai Su walk away from the monk, took three sticks of incense again, and inserted the incense into the incense burner in the posture of lighting incense with his left hand and putting incense on his right hand.

As for what he was thinking, he was completely empty, and completed the whole process of incense with a blank thought.

This time, the incense was not broken, and it burned there well.