Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety: This is not a good thing

Speaking of it, the main reason why I called Lin Chen this time was because I wanted to see how he was, and by the way, I can see if I can dig up any secrets.

But now?

Lin Chen’s secret was not dug up, but the master’s side was on fire.

Ashes in wine, isn’t this a big death?

“Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless…”

“Don’t blame those who don’t know, those who don’t know are not guilty…”

He babbled utterly, and tremblingly sent the general jar out.

Chu Tianxiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

“Anchor, accident, this is definitely an accident.”

“I collect antiques, all of which come from the right way. It is estimated that the expert appraisal is wrong.”

Lin Chen nodded after listening.

Naturally, he could see that these on the Bogu shelf were all serious antiques on the market, and there were very few partial ones.

“Anchor, come here again, I have some Buddhist tokens in my collection.”

Chu Tianxiong stretched out his hand and gestured.

Lin Chen looked aside and found that they were all Buddhist cultural relics such as colored glaze tea cups, gilt statues, and lotus treasure tripods.

“what?”

“what is that?”

He raised his finger.

On the Bogu shelf, there was something covered by a red cloth, which looked like a statue.

“Oh, I took it back a few years ago. It’s a gilt statue of a Buddhist monk.”

With that said, Chu Tianxiong took two steps forward and lifted the red cloth.

Lin Chen glanced at it, and her face suddenly changed.

“Baoyou, don’t say goodbye!”

Good guy, dare to worship this, this treasure friend is really novel in thinking.

The voice fell, and the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly felt as if they were beaten up.

“Here again, he is here again!”

“How come I’m listening more and more.”

“Baoyou, listening to the anchor, this is not a good thing, so I quickly withdrew.”

“This boss is indeed rich, but it’s just a bit unlucky…”

The barrage was brushed one after another.

Chu Tianxiong’s expression tightened, what’s wrong?

Is there anything tricky about this statue?

“Anchor, when I received this statue, there was a good monk over there!”

“Can you make a mistake?”

The treasure friends in the live broadcast room also began to analyze seriously.

“Looking at the patina on this thing, it seems a bit old.”

“The carver is not bad, it should be made by a master.”

“I didn’t see any problems…”

Lin Chen smiled slightly.

“My treasured friend, you have been coaxed.”

“If this thing is kept at home and worshipped three times a day, not only will you be affected, your ancestors will probably have to come to you with a dream.”

“You scold you for shameless children and grandchildren.”

The voice fell, and the live broadcast room was full of question marks.

A good appraisal program turned into a supernatural event…

It’s so scary!

Many new netizens are confused.

Has the anchor misclassified it?

Chu Tianxiong also swallowed and spit.

If it were before, he would naturally not believe what Lin Chen said to this hairy boy.

After all, in his cognition, those professional appraisers are basically old men in their 50s and 60s.

Lin Chen is so young, what can he understand?

However, when he was in the Antique Street before, the little bastard of the He family admired Lin Chen in every possible way.

And just now, Lin Chen found another general jar in his collection…

These are enough to show that the little anchor in front of him is indeed somewhat capable.

“That, anchor.”

“You tell me, why can’t this statue worship.”

Lin Chen smiled slightly.

“The owner of this statue is neither a Buddha nor a monk, let alone a Bodhisattva.”

“Look at him next to him, there are two maids, you can enjoy them, who have you ever seen a monk who is pouring tea at both ends and warming the bed?”

Chu Tianxiong was said in a daze.

The treasurers in the live broadcast room are also calling the insiders directly.

“Don’t say it, the anchor said something interesting, looking at the statue, it really doesn’t look like a serious monk.”

“I see, this guy is a monk on the surface, but he is actually a flower picker.”

“Stop talking about it, listen to how the anchor explains.”

Lin Chen glanced at the barrage and spoke without rush.

“Look carefully, everyone, there is a mark on the monk’s neck, indicating that it was damaged before and his head was reattached.”

“Explain what?”

“what?”

Chu Tianxiong had already entered Lin Chen’s rhythm.

“It means that someone recognized him and smashed him.”

Lin Chen said indifferently: “Later, I was picked up by some people without vision, repaired it a bit, and sold it at a high price.”

Chu Tianxiong frowned and asked in a deep voice, “What is his identity? Who is he?”

“A generation of evil monks, Zhenjia Yang Lian!”

As soon as Lin Chen finished speaking, the live broadcast room suddenly boiled.

“Yang Lian Zhenjia? Who is this?”

“Why… it sounds familiar.”

“I seem to have heard of it…”

The treasure friends all talked about it, and they had to dig out the identity of this guy.

Lin Chen explained.

“In history, there are many eminent monks who have stayed in the youth, such as Xuanzang, such as Jianzhen, who are compassionate and guide people to kindness.”

“But Yang Lian Zhenjia is different, he is an evil monk! Demon monk!”

“What clear rules and precepts, what kind of bodhisattva’s heart, in front of this master, they are all called floating clouds.”

“During the Yuan Dynasty, this lord was greatly favored by the Yuan Shizu and was appointed as Jiangnan Buddhism director, with great power in his hands.”

“But after he came, instead of promoting Buddhism, he destroyed many temples. He overthrew many statues of Buddha and replaced them with statues of various demon monks.”

As I listened, cold sweat ran down Chu Tianxiong’s face.

After a long time, he enshrines a statue of a demon monk…

what is this?

This is treason!

Lin Chen glanced at him and said with a smile: “Do you think this is over?”

“What do you think, this demon monk is not as simple as you think.”

“Yang Lian Zhenjia’s identity is the head of Buddhism, but he also has an identity, that is, he is touching the golden school lieutenant. To put it bluntly, he is inverted.”

“This lord, what was stolen was not an ordinary person’s tomb, but the Song Dynasty emperor’s mausoleum!”

“He coveted the wealth in the Song Dynasty emperor’s mausoleum and organized a group of people to take the tombs of the six emperors from Song Gaozong to Song Lizong, and robbed them all!”

“Various treasures of the funeral have all fallen into the hands of this beast in the monk’s cloak.”

“This treasured friend, tell me, can Yang Lian Zhenjia worship?”

“Are you not afraid that he will plan all your family’s ancestral graves?”

Listening quietly, Chu Tianxiong’s feet were soft, almost staggering to the ground.

His whole body was in cold sweat, and his back was soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Friends in the live broadcast room are also boiling.