In the city south of Weishui, near the rolling Yellow River, the original vacant land is gone, replaced by a magnificent temple.

Guan Sankai proudly stood on the steps at the entrance of the temple in a fancy robe, watched the people finish setting off the firecrackers, and then took the microphone and said: "Today, our river temple is officially established! Everyone applauds!"

When this sound fell, the crowd below immediately burst into sparse applause.

Guan Sankai listened, and everyone was about to float.

Although when he was doing live broadcasts before, there were also people on the screen who sent him a lot of "applause" emoji barrage, but in the end, he didn't see the real thing, but now the real person is applauding him...... Flattered!

"Come on, let's go in and give incense to the river god, be careful not to rob it, let's not do any 'first pillar of incense' activities, just get your mind." ”

Not long after being proud, Guan Sankai remembered what was going on, retreated to the side to let out the temple gate, and greeted the people who had been waiting for a long time to enter, while saying a word of reminder.

"You're quite like that. "A certain Lao Tie, who had watched Guan Sankai's live broadcast, secretly told him, squeezing his eyebrows.

Guan Sankai hecked, "Isn't it like that? I've seen the real body of the river god!"

Speaking of this, Guan Sankai cocked his tail again.

At the beginning, in order to do a live broadcast to earn popularity for himself, Guan Sankai pondered ways everywhere, and finally went to the bank of the Yellow River, planning to take the audience to see the magnificence of the Yellow River after it was frozen, but his luck exploded, and he met Hebo floating in the air, and the divine light was shining, even through the screen, so that countless people knelt down on the spot and shouted "God/Daozu has appeared".

Guan Sankai's live broadcast room also took this opportunity to become famous, but unfortunately his strength was too poor to keep the audience, so it was short-lived, and it didn't take long to announce Liangliang.

The times have changed, the live broadcast has lost its previous popularity, everyone's focus has gone to cultivate immortals, and Guan Sankai, who was not good at it, lost his food in an instant, and became a jobless vagrant.

He doesn't have a good education, he doesn't have a diploma, and he doesn't want to move bricks on the construction site.

Fortunately, Guan Sankai had a flexible mind, and when he saw Hebo's appearance, it attracted countless people's yearning, and a spirit of building temples for the river god spread on the edge of the Yellow River.

Although the monthly salary is average, it is an idle job, and he can't starve to death.

Guan Sankai took out the enthusiasm of public relations to entertain the people who entered the temple to worship the gods, and Yang Xi, who went out to join in the fun because of the Chinese New Year, also mixed in.

In fact, he was also curious about this river temple.

Yang Xi took an incense stick from the door, lit it and planned to insert it into the stove in front of the idol, but when he looked up, he was stunned-

This river god is ...... Which ghost got a fish head?

The contractors of this temple have really found a treasure!

Yang Xi looked at the golden and extremely wealthy statue, as well as the pair of dead fish eyes and slightly open mouth of the boss on its head, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this looked like a world-famous dish from the Eagle Country.

Guan Sankai next to him was still very enthusiastic to introduce to the pilgrims who came to offer incense, "Our idol is restored according to the ontology of the river god, absolutely realistic, and it is different from what other temples have to think about......

Speaking of which, Guan Sankai is even more proud, because the physical photo when he designed the statue was cut out from his live broadcast screen!

"Look at this fish head, heh, it's not a fish head, it's the honor of the river god, isn't it the same as when he flew into the world?"

"This dragon horn, this dragon whiskers, this eyes full of wisdom and a rounded and curved chin...... Is it good-looking? God or not?"

He praised the idol over there, and Yang Xi next to him secretly thought, saying that this is also called "seeking truth from facts"? No matter how much Hebo is used to the wind and rain, he has to lose his temper!

Seek truth from facts, you can make a big fish of several hundred meters according to its size, so that others can't see the head of the fish, which is even cooler.

It's funny!

Yang Xi secretly wrote down this statue, planning to see Hebo next time to show him, so that the other party could understand his image in the eyes of ordinary people.

He stepped forward, inserted the incense in his hand into the incense burner, and then planned to take a look in this small temple, what else was interesting, and heard Guan Sankai fooling people there.

"Our statue is not as simple as other places, before it was built, we specially invited a big hand to come over and draw a human drawing!"

"Come on, come on, come here and see!"

Due to the grand appearance of Hebo, there was a frenzied wave of temple building along the Yellow River, but the god enshrined in this worship is real, and the official is not easy to prohibit, at most it can only be supervised, so as not to let people go too far.

Therefore, if Guan Sankai wants to stand out from many similar people, it is indeed not easy, and he has to come up with some new ideas to keep the incense masters - this is the conclusion he has come to after many years of live broadcasting!

He led the people to the upper left corner of the temple, where there was a two-person high empty wall, painted very white, and I don't know how much powder was put on it.

Guan San ran on the wall and pressed the switch, and the wall suddenly appeared bright, and a picture was projected onto it.

It was Guan Sankai who recorded it, and the spectacular scenery of Hebo slowly coming from the sky.

Waiting for the animation to finish, Guan Sankai eagerly scratched on the wall again, replacing the picture with a majestic portrait of the river god.

The same golden light, the same looking up at the starry sky, but this painting can't see the temperament of the local tyrant nouveau riche at all, the fish head looks very pleasing to the eye, just the contrast in appearance, it is indeed similar to Hebo.

"This is the river god!"

A pilgrim looked at it and sighed, "To put it mildly, I just worshipped the god and saw the statue, and I thought about chopping the head of the pepper fish, and I was hungry!"

"Me too!" someone chimed in.

"Why didn't this original artist fight a duel with modeling......? They don't live in two worlds, right?"

Everyone spoke, and then they took out their wallets and were about to donate money to the merit box next to the projection wall - stuffing money in front of the chopped pepper fish head to give them the feeling of running to the hotel to pay for food, and now it is a bit of a godly tone.

Guan Sankai looked at their enthusiasm and was very satisfied.

As the saying goes, if there is no comparison, there is no harm, and you can't attract attention and raise your value, and he also knows that the two-dimensional picture can't be copied in the three-dimensional picture, so he simply makes a strange thing out of the norm, which really aroused the interest of these people.

Tsk, thinking about it this way, I am really suitable to be a god stick!

On the other side, Yang Xi looked at the wall speechlessly, and said in his heart that the person who made the statue had a broken hand to what extent would he make two painting styles?

He slipped to the right of the temple, where there was a wishing wall covered with strips of red cloth.

According to the habits of other temples, the wish is either to ask for a sign or to get an old tree at the door, but the temple is small, and it can not afford to invite a Taoist priest to unsign, and can not plant a tree, so it can only make a wishing wall out.

Yang Xi raised his neck to take a look, okay, it is obviously a Hebo Temple, less than one-tenth of them are begging for wind and rain, and most of the rest are begging for money, babies, and houses, and there are also hopes that their hair will be thick again......

Sure enough, no matter which temple it is, it has to come out like this.

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