The Trick of Longevity, Paper-cutting Becomes a Spirit

Chapter 49 River Temple

At this time, the morning sun had just risen, and the smoke from the kitchens was rising from the houses in Wangjiaying Village.

After tossing all night, Lu Qian was also a little hungry, but unfortunately today is not the day to go to the market, and there are no small stalls selling wontons on the street.

There was no one on the market street.

Second Sister Wang's tofu stall was also closed.

Lu Qian walked more than half a street, only to see a shop selling sesame seed cakes open, and hurried up to buy two sesame seed cakes to fill his stomach.

Almost all other shops are closed.

After buying two biscuits, Lu Qian was already penniless.

Originally, he had two taels of silver, so he wanted to go to Wangji Liangpu to pawn the debt, then buy some rice, and retreat to a place to practice paper-cutting.

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

That damn old man.

Until now, Lu Qian hadn't figured out what that old man was.

Originally, Lu Qian thought that he might have something to do with Second Sister Wang and was also a goblin, but it turned out not to be.

Nor is it a ghost.

It doesn't seem human either.

Could it be...God?

mountain god?

Lord of the land?
Thinking of this, Lu Qian felt absurd.

Demons and ghosts are everywhere, if there is a god in this world, then it is a ghost.

Thinking of Wangji Grain Shop, Lu Qian suddenly thought of his neighbor, the widow.

Thinking of that widow, he thought of her husband Wang Youcai.

That pig demon.

It once said that it hid ten taels of silver in the Heshen Temple in the east of the village.

Ten taels of silver!

Lu Qian was immediately moved.

It happened to be early in the morning, and people hadn't gone out yet.

In broad daylight, ghosts will not come out to move.

Thinking of this, Lu Qian walked east while eating sesame seed cakes.

Going east after leaving Wangjiaying Village, this is the road that Lu Qian took when he came to the market every day, and he is most familiar with it.

After walking about ten li to the east, I stood on the main road and looked down.

On the side of the road is a slope, and below the slope is a river.

By the river, on the slope, there is a small temple.

Lu Qian looked left and right, and there was no one around, so he walked towards the small temple.

This temple is indeed not big, and it is dilapidated. It has long been abandoned.

In fact, almost no one goes to temples to burn incense nowadays.

Ordinary people are not stupid. It is useless to pray for God, so why bother?
The reason why this temple can exist is because people are too lazy to come and tear it down.

One temple, one door, two windows.

Of the two doors, one has been lost, and the remaining one is ajar.

There is not much space in the temple, and at a glance, there is a statue of a god standing opposite the door, and the body of the statue is already covered with spider webs.

This is a rare, standing statue of a deity.

The clay statue of a human figure is wearing very little clothes, which only cover the important parts.

The eyes are as big as copper bells, and with a bloody mouth, it occupies most of the face.

It held a harpoon in its hand, stepped on the waves, and glared.

Lu Qian doesn't know the gods of this world, so he doesn't know the origin of the shape of the river god.

He doesn't care either.

Apart from this statue, there is nothing in the temple, only a few sundries.

On the floor, there are still a few statues of poop, whose masterpiece is unknown.

Lu Qian covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and stepped into the temple.

Entering the house, he looked towards the northeast corner.

Under the corner, there is a small pile of weeds, rotten wood and the like.

He walked over, pushed aside the debris, and saw a small hole under the corner of the wall.

The pit is empty.

Lu Qian was stunned for a moment, was someone else boarded him first?

Could it be that it was the Maochang County police who finally caught the spirit of Youcai, the pig demon king, and forced a confession to reveal the location of the Tibetan silver, and they took the ten taels of silver away?

That's quite possible.

Sure enough, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

There is a saying that "the leak in the house happens to rain all night, the boat is late and the wind blows"

The more unlucky a person is, the more unlucky he is.

With no choice but to get up and leave, Lu Qian had no choice but to leave.

However, when he just walked to the door and hadn't gone out yet.

Next to his ear, he suddenly heard a very small, very thin, almost inaudible snickering.

If it weren't for his mental power far superior to ordinary people, it would be impossible to notice this laughter.

Moreover, there seemed to be a hint of mockery in this laughter.

Lu Qian suddenly turned around.

The space in the temple is very small, except for a statue of a god, there is no place to hide people.

Lu Qian only glanced at it, and then turned his attention to the statue.

The appearance of the statue has not changed in any way.

It's just a face... I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Lu Qian just glanced at it, and couldn't help but go up and smash it.

He walked around the statue and looked at it carefully.

This is a clay statue of a god, and most of the paint on its body has fallen off, revealing a smooth shell inside.

It can be seen that although this is just an extremely ordinary river temple, the workmanship of this statue is still acceptable.

Although its appearance is a little old, it is very complete, and there are hardly any gaps on its body.

Lu Qian looked around, but didn't find any place to hide or hide anything on it.

Could it be that he was hallucinating?

With Lu Qian's current cultivation base, auditory hallucinations almost never happen to him.

However, after observing inside and out several times, he did not find any abnormality.

In desperation, he had no choice but to leave.

Although Lu Qian doesn't have long eyes in the back of his head, his mental perception is covered, and he can understand a thing or two about what happened behind him.

The moment he stepped into the gate of the temple again, he suddenly felt that the face of the statue behind him seemed to have undergone some changes.

This time, although he didn't hear the laughter.

However, he faintly seemed to sense a smiling face.

mocking smiley.

Lu Qian suddenly turned around.

The face of the statue is still the same.

Lu Qian stared at the statue's face, took a step forward, and suddenly punched the statue's stomach.

With a bang, the belly of the idol was smashed.

Along with the mud, there was an ingot of a bright white thing, which was mixed in the mud and rolled down together.

Lu Qian bent down to look, and saw a snow-white silver ingot.

He picked up the silver ingot and looked at it carefully.

This silver ingot is obviously of good quality.

There is also a steel seal on the base of the ingot.

On the steel seal, wrote four words:
Made in Maochang County.

Even Lu Qian can tell at a glance that the silver ingot is about ten taels in weight.

Kuyin in Maochang County, twelve taels.

This is not the ingot of silver that the old pig king has treasured, what else could it be?
However, Wang Youcai clearly said that he buried this ingot of silver in the northeast corner of the temple.

However, it happened to appear in the belly of the idol.

What's even more weird is that the belly of the statue didn't show any signs of being broken——and then repaired.

So, how did this ingot of silver get into the belly of the idol?

Lu Qian raised his head and looked at the face of the god.

In his mind, a bold idea suddenly popped up.

Immediately, he shook his head again:
"There is no god in this world."

"If there is a god, then there is no reason for it."

He grabbed the silver ingot and turned to go out.

When he came to the river, Lu Qian found a relatively flat stone slab and placed the silver ingot on the stone slab.

Then, he used mental power to burn and irradiate the silver ingot.

After a while, the silver ingot began to melt and slowly deformed.

In the end, the whole ingot of silver collapsed on the slate and became one piece.

Lu Qian picked up the knife and chopped the flaky silver into three 40 yuan.

Even if he dared to spend the silver made by the government, no one would dare to accept it.

Therefore, no idiot would go out with government-made silver ingots.

This kind of silver, if you want to deal with it, is very simple, just melt it.

Lu Qian scooped up the water in the river, cooled the pieces of broken silver, then put it away and put it in his pocket.

When he returned to Wangjiaying again, the smoke from the kitchen had been extinguished, and there were more pedestrians on the street.

Wangjiaying is the largest village in the area, much larger than Zhujiazhuang, and has a much larger population.

Of course, for a rich man like Zhu Shiheng, there is nothing in Wangjiaying Village that can compare with him.

Lu Qian came directly to Wangji Grain Shop.

The shop seemed to have just opened, and the boss, Wang Genshen, was sitting behind the counter, squinting his eyes as if he had just fallen asleep.

I don't know what he did last night, so hard.

"Boss Wang—"

Lu Qian yelled, Wang Genshen woke up immediately, opened his eyes and saw Lu Qian, and lay back lazily.

However, at the next moment, he stood up, looked at Lu Qian and said, "It's your kid——"

　Thanks Ma Gouzi for the reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)