Chapter 16: Two Statues of God
The Emperor's nobles have been gone for days.
On the one hand, they already have a lot of worldly things to deal with, and on the other hand, nagging about the gods for a long time is also a taboo thing.
After they left, the mountain behind Heming Mountain was closed to visitors.
Until the next auspicious time, believers are no longer accepted to go up the mountain.
As a result, the entire mountain behind Heming Mountain has become ethereal and immortal again.
Today is a very ordinary day for Zhang Zifan, full and boring.
slept until three o'clock in the morning, that is, close to ten o'clock in the morning, Priest Zhang Zifan got up early.
According to the customs of this world, the big sacrifice must wait for the auspicious time, and the small sacrifice must not be broken every day.
Therefore, Zhang Zifan also has to sacrifice to the great true god today.
Unlike other temples, the temple has a daily ritual time of three o'clock in the afternoon.
According to Priest Zhang Zifan, this is the decree of the true god.
Unlike those bewitching and cheap false gods, the True God never asks his followers to wake up early.
After a leisurely wash, Zhang Zifan first came to the main hall to look at his golden statue.
This golden statue is two feet eight inches high, and the whole body is made of pure gold, which is extremely heavy.
With so much gold, not considering the craftsmanship of the statue, the material cost alone is also an astonishing figure.
More than half of this is the gold melted by the Tang Dynasty after burning the prostitute temple of the monks in the capital of the Tubo Kingdom.
As soon as he turned around, the gold was sent to the Pangu True Temple.
This statue of the true god is not only expensive in materials, but also extremely tall.
The craftsmanship of its carving is also very exquisite.
It is the most outstanding craftsman in Chen Guo, Datang and other places, carved bit by bit.
Whether it is that dignified bearing or that upright posture, it makes people have an urge to bow and worship.
The only thing that dissatisfied Zhang Zifan was the appearance of this statue.
As early as the beginning of casting, Zhang Zifan, as the high priest, also put forward his own opinions.
It's a pity that his hand-painted "Wu Yanzu" True God Appearance Painting" was unanimously rejected by officials and craftsmen.
How revered and powerful is the true God, how can he have such a handsome face?
It's not right, it's not right!
So the statue of Pangu Zhenshen was finally revised several times and changed to a picture of Zhang Fei and Black Li Kui.
The ring-eyed leopard head, the beard like a steel needle, the face like charcoal smoke, and the overflowing horizontal flesh on the face, with the fierce open axe, are not angry and arrogant.
Zhang Zifan felt that if he pulled the child over, as long as he looked at his own statue, he would probably be scared to pee.
He was a little worried, and he didn't know if his Dharma image would be used by stupid commoners to use contraception or something in the future.
In contrast, what made Zhang Zifan even more angry was that under the statue of Pangu Zhenshen, there was an old Taoist statue of the fairy wind and Dao bones.
This is the gilded statue of Hongjun Immortal Ancestor.
This statue is gilded with a bronze tire, one foot and nine inches high, and it is also solid, and the materials are not expensive.
On the gilded statue, Hongjun is solemn, holding floating dust, climbing the clouds and stepping on the dragon, green clothes and plain robes, and a good fairy bearing.
Zhang Zifan can swear by the sky, Hongjun's old miscellaneous appearance ......
Let's put it this way, if Sister Feng is a man, he and Hongjun will be equal opponents.
Even if he doesn't make a statue according to Wu Yanzu, Zhang Zifan's appearance is also crushing Hongjun's old miscellaneous hair.
But that's just the way it is.
When the eighteen real people of the Tang Dynasty copied a portrait of a pretty old man with crane hair and a childish face, those fat-headed and big-eared officials and vulgar craftsmen actually agreed with this painting.
Even King Chen, He Cangtian and others, who had seen Hongjun's old miscellaneous hair, unanimously agreed.
It means that Hongjun Immortal Ancestor is indeed such a dusty immortal.
Zhang Zifan simply doubted that these people's memories were the same as those of fish, only seven seconds.
"Heaven and earth are also only used to distinguish the turbidity, but how can they be confused by the thief and Yan Yuan!"
Zhang Zifan could only look up to the sky and sigh, lamenting the injustice of heaven.
But after thinking about it, I seem to be the way of heaven, at least it is also a way of heaven to make up for it.
In the end, I had no choice but to give up.
After looking at the two statues for a while, Zhang Zifan became more and more sad the more he looked at them, so he had to turn his head and go into the room of the paraplegic veteran.
"Old man, what do you want to eat today?"
The old Taoist priest was lying on the bed, his face was ruddy, and his whole person was already rounded.
He pouted and said, "I still want to eat chicken ......."
"Look at you!"
Zhang Zifan pursed his lips, shook his head and left.
"Today, chickens are still used to worship the true gods, but the practice has to be changed. ”
Zhang Zifan instructed the little Taoist boy in the temple: "Always offer mud fetal chickens, it is inevitable that it is insincere, make soup today." ”
Xiao Daotong nodded hurriedly and said, "I'll go and talk to the master in the kitchen." ”
"Wait!"
"Your Excellency, what else do you command?"
"I remember adding some old ginseng to the soup, Lord True God has been a little hot lately. ”
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Xiao Daotong frowned and left, still muttering to himself as he left, "Will the gods also get on fire......?" Isn't eating ginseng more angry......"
Zhang Zifan naturally didn't care what this dispensable little Taoist boy thought.
Although he was only a boy three months ago, he is now a noble clergyman.
It's lazy to do, and it's tax-free.
Wonderful!
I looked at the sky, and the distance was ...... There was still some time before the sacrifice, and Zhang Zifan turned back to his hut leisurely.
He wants to go to the courtyard to see how the fairy world is being built.
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