There are countless strange rumors of ghosts and monsters in the blood moon.
For example, skin painting, coroner, butcher.
There are said to be a hundred kinds of ghosts, but in fact, humans have only seen less than 30%.
Jin Bu Huan is the most mysterious existence in this strange legend.
It was originally thought to be a legend.
I didn't expect it to be true.
But
This roast duck was originally for celebrating Chen Qing's coming-of-age ceremony, costing 18 yuan, but unexpectedly it has appreciated 500,000 times in a blink of an eye.
I'm eager, but now I have a fever, so I can only wait until tomorrow.
The next day.
Chen Qing's health improved,
I put the golden duck in the climbing bag and went out.
The largest gold shop in this city is called Baifu Jewelry.
I want to sell ten gold bars
The counter lady was taken aback, as such a big customer was not common.
Looking at Chen Qing, he was young and wore no more than fifty yuan worth of clothes, so he naturally didn't believe it.
Of course, the service industry would not be foolish enough to make a face.
Chen Qing was invited to the VIP room.
Fei Li took out the golden duck and the lobby manager was stunned.
"This..."
The first reaction is false.
The second reaction... is also false.
Golden duck?!
Or roast duck?!
It's incredibly lifelike!
Every bump on the duck skin is clearly visible,
Even the half-pulled duck wing and the uncleaned feather root are lifelike.
"My family used to run a chain of roast duck restaurants, and this is the treasure of the restaurant."
Upon hearing Chen Qing's explanation, the lobby manager was somewhat convinced.
Someone was called to bring a spectrometer.
People have been dealing with gold all their lives, but this is the first time they have seen a golden duck, and it's so big.
So everyone who had nothing to do crowded into the VIP room to see the spectacle, and even several counter girls came to watch in shifts.
With a handheld spectrometer, Au 100%!
This proves that the gold content is at least 99.9%.
Highlight an outrageous one!
Sir, if you want to sell this, you need to cut it open
"Cut it."
Several security guards brought out half-human-height hydraulic shears.
They have forgotten how long it has been since they last used this big treasure.
After painstakingly cutting off a piece of duck wing, I took it to a desktop spectrometer with higher accuracy for inspection
It is still 100% gold!
This means that the purity is at least 99.999%!
Highlight an outrageous!
The density was also measured, 19.32 g/cm³, which is a standard like a textbook!
Then, they melted the gold into liquid gold using a torch, which was still the most standard gold.
"It's a bit unbelievable."
"Highlight a my mother!"
"His mother opened the door to his mother's outrage, and he's gone home!"
Such a large golden duck is enough to offset the total amount of gold recovered by the gold shop for half a year. Soon, a more senior leader of the gold shop also came.
To be on the safe side, the golden duck was cut into about twenty pieces.
They found that the ribs of the golden duck were vividly carved on the inner side where they could not see.
Is it necessary?
Is this a work of skill by a master craftsman?
The leader of the gold shop has been accompanying Chen Qing, speaking politely.
Finally, the golden duck was verified.
The total weight is 21259.33 grams.
According to today's recycling price of 440, the total amount is 9,354,105.2 yuan.
9.3 million!
The leader of the gold shop smiled so hard that his mouth was twisted.
The natural way to recycle is to sell at a higher price than the cost. This duck should earn at least one million. If you add the cost of labor, it will be even more.
"9 million for punching in, the rest is cash."
"No problem!"
Soon, 9 million yuan was transferred to the account, and the cash was placed in a delicate wooden box and brought to Chen Qing.
Chen Qing went home and ripped off the golden silk lining the wooden box and wrapped it outside.
And put some ropes and hammers inside.
It may be used when climbing the Ghostless Tower.
Chen Man kept looking at her, "Chen Qing, are you selling your house?"
Chen Qing was slightly shocked. Did he let Chen Man take the photo of the loan shark, which made him have a guess?
"Didn't you say that you couldn't sell this house even if you were poor?"
When he said this, Chen Man was expressionless.
"Do you trust me?" Chen Qing squatted down.
"I believe it."
Chen Man nodded and shook his head, saying, "But if we sell the house, Chen Shan and Chen Kuan won't be able to find us when they come back."
Chen Shan, it's your father.
Chen Kuan is the eldest brother.
The two of them disappeared mysteriously, but in the previous life, before the blood moon, Chen Kuan had returned.
And left behind the paper armor and paper knife that Chen Qing and Chen Man relied on to survive until the third blood moon.
But Chen Qing and Chen Man were not at home that day, so they couldn't meet.
"Don't worry, they will call." Chen Qing comforted them and didn't cook, ordering take-out food instead.
Chen Man was told to close the door and go to sleep, and he came to the Ghostless Temple in the afterglow of the setting sun.
No ghost temple.
It's not a large scale, but it has a long history.
There is a simple pavilion at the entrance, which reads: Adults 15 yuan, children 10 yuan, children under 110 cm free
The ordinary scenic spot is closed, but the Ghostless Temple is special, and there are still a few incense sticks burning.
Chen Qing bought a ticket and went to the temple, directly finding the abbot.
When I found him, he was wearing his reading glasses and watching short videos.
"What is this, benefactor?"
"I came to fulfill my wish," Chen Qing said with a reverent tone, pointing to the box wrapped in yellow brocade beside her. "When my grandfather was alive, he was on the verge of bankruptcy for a period of time. Later, he came to this temple and... is it called the Ghost Tower?"
"There is no ghost tower."
"Oh, yes, I went to the Ghostless Tower to worship. Later, my business went smoothly and I died a natural death. So today, I came to the Ghostless Tower to fulfill my vow."
Chen Qing said nonsense: "Recently, my family is not doing well, so while making a vow, I also want to spend the night here and wash away the bad luck on my body."
"Benefactor," the abbot said with difficulty, "the Ghostless Tower has been out of repair for a long time and has long been locked
Chen Qing pushed two thick envelopes over: "Master, please give me some convenience. Although these things are vulgar, they are a token of my respect for Buddha. Please repair the temple door or something."
The abbot's eyes brightened!
I haven't met such a kind and generous benefactor for several years!
At that moment, he was full of smiles and said, "We naturally have to satisfy such filial piety. Hui... Forget it, benefactor, I'll take you there."
With that, he naturally put away the two envelopes and led Chen Qing around to the back of the temple.
The front part of the temple has been developed in a good way, but the back part is still very primitive.
A whole road is covered with deep weeds.
The abbot turned on the rear light of his mobile phone
Finally, Chen Qing saw the Ghostless Tower.
The seven floors are indeed in disrepair, with almost every floor covered in spider webs.
After a loud clatter, the door lock was finally opened.
A whiff of musty air and dust immediately enveloped us.
There were also sounds of rushing and clattering, which might have scared the mice.
"Benefactor, it's true that no one has taken care of this place for a long time..." The abbot was a little embarrassed.
Chen Qing shook her head and said, "It's fine."
He didn't make any fuss and simply knelt down on the dusty futon.
Be as devout as you can.
"Truly excellent, truly excellent."
The abbot clasped his hands together and slowly withdrew.
"Abbot, please lock the door."
The abbot was slightly shocked, and he locked the door.
Chen Qing was afraid that they would not trust him. If they came over at night, it would be over.
Take a look at the environment,
It smells of mildew, dust is everywhere, and there are many ferocious-looking ghosts, with rats occasionally darting by.
It's not a horror to be mixed with the ghost tide here.
The Ghostless Temple is quiet around 9:00 p.m.
At twelve o'clock, there was no sound anymore. Chen Qing, who had been sitting for a long time and was sore all over, stretched his body and slowly stood up.
Half of the people in Ximing City know that the magic tower in Qibao Town comes from the Ghostless Temple, the seventh floor.
Chen Qing slowed down his pace, turned on the flashlight, and walked up step by step,
Squeak... Squeak
The floor is very unstable, and every step makes a sound.
Slowly to the second floor.
There is a sculpture inside, depicting a ghost nailed to the ground, howling ferociously.
There are also sculptures on the third floor, where a ghost is tied up tightly with ropes.
There are sculptures on the fourth, fifth and sixth floors.
Then Chen Qing frowned.
The staircase to the seventh floor is broken.
Chen Qing had prepared a rope, but there were no supporting items such as a grappling hook.
At the window, he gently lifted a half-loose brick, tied it to the rope end, and gently threw it towards the corridor entrance.
Bang!
A muffled sound.
A cascade of dust instantly formed in the floor joints of the entire floor, falling down.
With a pull, the brick was smoothly dragged down.
Chen Qing took the falling brick and frowned.
This temple is neither big nor small. Most of the noise here can't reach the front temple, but what if it does?
With this thought in mind, he wound a thick circle of rope around the brick and threw it up again.
Bang!
Another muffled sound.
Chen Qing grabbed the rope and shook it around, trying to hang onto something.
But it ended in failure again.
Then, the third time, the fourth time
About twenty times.
Finally, when Chen Qing swung again, the soft rope instantly straightened!
It's hanging on something!
Chen Qing was overjoyed.
I tried it a few times and it hung very stably.
He immediately stepped on the rope with one foot and climbed to the seventh floor with his feet clamped together.
When the flashlight shone on it, Chen Qing was shocked!
At one end of the rope, a green-faced, fanged ghost was holding it, blinking at me!