Lei Tianxun looked at me and then at the statue, and he couldn't help but admire Qiu Bicheng and shouted: "You, you are so awesome!"
Dazhu hit Lei Tianxun on the head and shouted: "You don't want to worship the master again!"
Lei Tianxun made a face and shouted: "Senior brother, please stop joking, okay?"
Qiu Bicheng strolled to the wall, still muttering something in his mouth, when he suddenly lifted up a piece of cloth, and the thing covered was another statue. It turned out to be... Lei Tianxun!
This...how is this possible!
Everyone screamed out in shock.
Lei Tianxun trembled all over, hid behind me, and shouted tremblingly: "Master, what's going on, how could this happen?"
Qiu Bicheng looked at Lei Tianxun and then at the statue, as if he admired his masterpiece. Aka couldn't help shouting: "Priest, this, this..."
Qiubili raised her index finger to her lips and told Aka to stop talking. She was still looking at Lei Tianxun and said slowly: "Living God, you look like a sculpture!"
Sun Weiming didn't know how to react. This was too weird. He felt that Lei Tianxun behind him was still shaking, so he had to bite the bullet and figure it out. Then he said: "It's really a good carving, priest, you have never seen Lei Tianxun before."
Tian Xun, how could you carve his image?"
Qiu Bicheng said with a smile: "Who says you haven't seen it before? I saw it in my dream last night!"
Lei Tianxun jumped up and shouted: "I don't want it, who wants you to dream about me!"
Qiu Bicheng roared, and his whole body immediately swelled up as if full of air, "You are beautiful, look at me, I have never seen a living god, I am not a good sculptor!"
At this point, the bulging body returned to its original shape, and then he turned to me and said: "Living God, don't ask me anymore. This dream asked me to carve, so I will carve it. This is my responsibility!"
"Your responsibility?" Sun Weiming thought that he had to slowly figure out her intentions.
The mood that the request will come true suddenly became excited. He held his hands and looked at the statue of God Moda, as if praying, and shouted: "The statue is our responsibility, God Moda, you are so good to me."
, thank you!”
She cast her soft eyes on me again, and shook her head slowly while she was talking, and her sweet voice slowly sounded: "In the past, the priests who came down from ancient times could only carve peace charms to survive.
Fu La, how boring! I didn’t expect to dream about you, I’m so lucky! Living God!”
She actually ran over and hugged me, shouting: "Thank you, living God, thank you, living God!" It turned out that the peace charm that the grandmother gave me that day was a sculpture made by God.
The more she talked, the blurry our hearing became. Dazhu couldn't help but ask her: "Is this carving technique passed down from generation to generation?"
She looked at Dazhu, and her voice was full of pity, which made people feel goosebumps all over their bodies, "Oh, Mr. Fatty, I'm so sorry, I didn't dream of you, so I can't carve your image!" The tone changed again.
She said in a very ashamed voice, "You won't be surprised, will you?" She looked at Dazhu tenderly, as if it was a pity that she didn't dream of Dazhu.
Dazhu hurriedly waved his hands and shouted: "I don't mind, I don't mind!"
She slowly walked to a cabinet by the wall and said to herself: "That's great, I have to take it out... by the way! Let the living god take a look at the iron plate!" Her words were a little incoherent.
Then she opened the cabinet and rummaged around looking for it.
I only saw a lot of iron plates placed in the cabinet, and I heard Qiu Bicheng saying to himself: "You have to look to find the Living God. This piece is not it, right! I found it, I found it! I found the Living God!"
"
She quickly came over with the iron plate and shouted excitedly: "Living God, look, oh, no, you can't read dwarf writing!"
Aka shouted: "Dwarf writing? Priest, how can dwarves have writing!"
Qiu Bicheng raised his chin and said proudly: "Of course dwarves have writing, but only the priests of the temple in the past are qualified to learn it!"
Then he said: "Living God, the method of carving is written on this iron plate. Whenever God Moda entrusts me with a dream, I have to faithfully carve it out according to the image in the dream. Wow! You and this big dwarf
His appearance is exactly the same as in my dream!"
Lei Tianxun shouted, "I'm not a dwarf, my name is Lei Tianxun, do you know? Lei Tianxun!"
Qiu Bicheng snorted and shouted: "I don't care if you pull it or not, anyway, I just did what was said in the dream. Living God, there are three very vague shadows in the dream, the Living God Moda and the
I said, I will show them clearly again next time!"
After saying that, Qiu Bicheng shouted: "Hey, dwarf, come and help move it. This statue has just been carved not long ago and it hasn't been placed in its proper position yet!"
Lei Tianxun was very angry, but he didn't seem to dare to offend this weirdo, so he went to help her. When the statue stood next to the real person, I realized that it really looked like it. No wonder he would be proud of his request. It was truly a miraculous workmanship!
It turns out that there is a small circle behind the altar. The most successful thing is to place the statue in that circle. This is strange. This circle is not next to the statue of Moda and me. Logically speaking, the clairvoyant and the windy ear should also be standing there.
Mom looked like two people on both sides, how could she run to the back?
Seeing Lei Tianxun staring at his own image, Qiu Bicheng ignored him for the time being, panting and jumping to my side, shouting: "Living God, look like him!"
These things were so weird that Sun Weiming had no choice but to tell him the reason for his visit today, "Priest, we heard that there was music in the temple, so we came here out of curiosity to have a look!"
Qiu Bicheng shouted: "Music, what is music?"
Sun Weiming had no choice but to take out his flute and simply play the scales. Unexpectedly, he suddenly shouted: "It's great, it's great, it's really great!"
Suddenly she stopped talking, everyone stopped, and everything was silent for a while. Qiubicheng's eyes kept rolling, and he whispered: "Listen, listen attentively!"
What? Everyone pricked up their ears, but there was nothing. But Qiu Bicheng seemed to be waiting for something. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and there was a sound outside the mushroom house!
I understood that the wind blew through the metal tube, so it made a sound.
Everyone obviously heard the sound, but no one was as shocked as Sun Weiming!
Qiu Bicheng suddenly shouted: "Living God, that's right! It's really you, it's really you, wow!" She hurriedly ran to the cabinet and started looking for something again.
Sun Weiming and the four of them looked at each other, this is really incredible!
"Carving method, hanging wind technique, duty board, short text, Modamen, yes! It's Modamen, found it, found it!" She carried a piece of iron plate, ran over panting, and shouted: "
Living God, it turns out that all the arrangements are true. Alas, hundreds of generations of priests are so pitiful. I didn't expect it to be me!"
Lei Tianxun shouted: "A few hundred generations is too exaggerated!"
Qiu Bicheng counted his fingers and shouted: "A generation is fifty years. There are one hundred and eighty-four generations from before to now, and I am the one hundred and eighty-fifth generation. These rotation boards are clearly recorded
, I am the fifth generation of the Chinese character 'Le', so whatever I ask for will come true!"