Chapter 214 How can the statue of the Patriarch...More money be added? That can be done!
"Master, if His Royal Highness King Yan continues to behave like this, we may lose our place to live." An elder of the Vajra Sect said with a grimace.
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar glanced at the other party and said slowly: "It's okay. Let's rebuild next time."
Lu Xingshi gave money, and he gave it a lot. Not to mention demolishing the Vajra Sect, he could even raise the headquarters.
"If you really have nothing to do, you can practice the "King Kong Angry Eyes" completed by His Highness King Yan, and don't wander around in front of my eyes." Jabbar said with disgust.
He was indeed surprised and dissatisfied with Lu Xingshi's completion of the inheritance of "Vajra Angry Eyes" at first. He thought it would be a mysterious secret book, and even thought that Lu Xingshi was perfunctory with him.
But soon he became more and more frightened as he watched. There was something wrong with their foundation. If they continued to practice, they would definitely die.
Jabbar quickly thought of several elders in his sect who had died suddenly and for no reason. Each of them had practiced "Vajra Angry Eyes" to an extremely high level.
I had been furious about this before, but now that I think about it, maybe I died not from an accident, but from a defect in my inheritance.
Naturally, he also started to practice the completed exercises. After practicing, he felt comfortable all over. He practiced the missed parts again and suddenly felt refreshed.
After this incident, Jabbar finally saw how powerful Lu Xingshi was. The person who improved their Vajra Sect might not be the strongest, but it was definitely the most suitable.
Therefore, he was convinced by Lu Xingshi, and the money he was throwing around made him not know how to kneel down and lick him.
"Master, you have changed. I think before, you were known as the toughest man in the Western Region." The elder of the King Kong Sect said with a hint of resentment.
"Yesterday, His Highness King Yan gave me a silver note worth one hundred thousand taels when he was dismantling the Sutra Pavilion."
"The day before yesterday, His Highness Prince Yan gave me a silver note worth 150,000 taels when he demolished the main hall."
"The day before yesterday, His Highness King Yan..." Jabbar counted his fingers with the elder of the Vajra Sect and calculated how much money Lu Xingshi had given him these days.
The elder of the King Kong Sect was completely weak. If it were him, Lu Xingshi would have to follow Lu Xingshi to apologize even if he demolished his home.
"Ahem, His Highness is indeed generous. I am not saying that you are the leader. You are just too tough. You have to be soft when you should be soft."
"Let's see. The compensation from King Yan has not been paid today. I'll go and wait. If you have anything to do, head, go ahead and take care of it." The elder of the King Kong Sect felt that he could do it as the head, so why couldn't he do it himself.
According to the rules, today's demolition is the ancestral hall of the ancestors. I won't go into details, at least 500,000 taels.
"I already have one million taels of silver notes in my hand. I'll call someone to the ancestral hall later to remove the ancestor's tablet."
"When King Yan finishes his work, we will build a more magnificent ancestral hall for the ancestors. Now I have to aggrieve the ancestors for the time being." Jabbar said quietly.
If the money is enough, let alone the ancestral hall of the ancestors, there is no problem in letting them move the tombs of the ancestors.
Anyway, the ancestors are all lying on the coffin board, so there is no problem wherever they live for the time being.
When the elders of the King Kong Sect heard this, their eyes popped out. You old boy, why are you so quick? You have already got the money before the ancestral hall has been demolished.
I can only say that he is worthy of being the leader, but he, as an elder, cannot compare to the other party.
One hundred thousand or one hundred and fifty thousand is a big number in the Central Plains, let alone one million directly.
Even in the Central Plains, the current underlying currency is still mainly copper coins, while silver coins are mainly traded in large quantities.
Not to mention the King Kong Sect in the Western Regions. Even if it is a large sect, in terms of economy, it cannot compare with the second-rate sects in the Central Plains.
The word "rich and prosperous" in the Central Plains is not said for nothing.
With Langya Pavilion in such a mess, Murong Xuan is not short of money.
Of course, that's because Murong Xuan didn't start a business. If he were in another sect, he would have a lot of income but also a lot of expenses. Starting a business and growing old are two different kinds of wealth expenditure, especially since Murong Xuan is still a rich generation and he once gave money to the court. Tang is an errand, and he is also a man who is not short of money.
The King Kong Sect's income in the Western Region is average, but its expenses are not small. Otherwise, it would not be possible for the Black Forest Village to be interested in such a financial source.
"Where should the memorial tablet of the Patriarch be placed?" asked the elder of the Vajra Sect.
"Let's put it in the main hall that His Highness Prince Yan demolished yesterday. He probably won't demolish it again. It's just a place for the ancestors to live." Jabbar chose a place with a good geographical location. It may be a little bit broken. But let's make do, dead people can't speak anyway.
The elder of the King Kong Sect wanted to refute, but after thinking about it again, the leader was right. If it were placed elsewhere, it would have to be replaced next time it was dismantled. It was better to do it in one step.
"Then why don't we recruit some craftsmen to slightly repair the main hall so that the tablets can be placed in it?" said the elder of the King Kong Sect.
"Well... let's talk about it, let's talk about it." Kareem Abdul-Jabbar thought about what if Lu Xingshi's brain got crazy and he got addicted to tearing it apart and opened it conveniently. Ask Lu Xingshi to get another sum? I'm afraid not.
Jabbar was afraid that the elder would continue to ask questions, so he sent him away with a perfunctory excuse, and others also arrived at the ancestral temple.
This time he was not demolishing the ancestral hall, but looking at the statue of the founder in the center in a daze.
But in the eyes of Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, it's more like where to start dismantling it.
"How old is this statue in your house?" Lu Xingshi also noticed Jabbar's arrival, so he asked.
He found that the craftsmanship and carving techniques of this statue were very similar to those in the cave before. If we really want to say it, the monster statue in the cave is the handiwork of the master, and the statue of the founder is the handiwork of the disciple.
"This was made by the second-generation ancestor back then." Kareem Abdul-Jabbar was somewhat impressed, but it had been passed down for too long.
Lu Xingshi's eyes fell on the portrait of the second-generation ancestor. He was a burly, baby-faced, middle-aged man with a handsome face and a strong back.
‘So the person in the cave is the founder of the Diamond Sect? ’ Lu Xingshi couldn’t help but think of this.
Through bone comparison, Lu Xingshi was able to determine that the skeleton in the cave was very similar to the skeleton of this stone sculpture.
"Did your Highness gain something?" Jabbar asked quickly.
"A bit, but it's a pity that you don't have any documentary records. There are only a few stories left about these two ancestors." Lu Xingshi sighed. What kind of history book does a Jianghu sect need? Therefore, only the rough stories of the hard work of the ancestors are left. And it's almost like a fairy tale, with no effective clues at all.
"Then don't you know if your highness needs our help?" Jabbar was also surprised.
"The portrait of the second-generation ancestor was painted by the third-generation ancestor, right?" Lu Xingshi asked. Obviously, the third-generation disciple did not follow suit and learned sculpture.
"No, it's a painter hired." Jabbar responded.
"That is to say, starting from the third generation, you started to use spiritual tablets." Lu Xingshi looked at the other ancestor tablets. Only the first and second generations were special. One had a statue and the other had a portrait.
Since the second generation was painted by an artist, Lu Xingshi also checked it and found no clues.
So if there is something he needs, it is most likely on this statue.
"Yes, Your Highness." Jabbar responded quickly.
"Do you mind if I do something to this statue?" Lu Xingshi asked.
"Please." Jabbar had already collected the money, so naturally he would not stop Lu Xingshi from doing anything.
Lu Xingshi stretched out his hand to lift the statue, and quickly came to a conclusion through area ratio and mathematical calculations in his mind.
That means this statue is too light.
By his calculations, the statue weighed one-third less.
Of course, it is impossible for Jabbar and others to notice it. No one would lift the statue of the ancestor.
Without the resurrection of heaven and earth, even a grandmaster would not be able to lift such a large statue.
Even though the weight is one-third less than the original volume, it is still carved from a large piece of stone.
Seeing Lu Xingshi lift it up with his bare hands, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's eyes widened. You must be a bit outrageous. You can hold up such a big statue with only one hand, including the base.
Lu Xingshi quickly put the statue down and then said: "The statue is one-third lighter. I want to take it apart and take a look. Sect Master, look..."
No matter how you say it, he is also the founder of the family. If he wants to take action, he must seek Jabbar's opinion.
If it doesn't work, just add more money until the other party agrees.
Because the relationship between the two parties has now become friendly, Lu Xingshi can't take action directly. It is of course the best to be able to solve the matter with money.
"This...your highness please." Jabbar hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. He actually did not expect that Lu Xingshi would even demolish the stone statue.
"Don't worry, after I finish dismantling it, I'll carve it out again for you, making sure it's exactly the same."
"But you have to find a way to get the stone yourself. I'm not in Dongling now, so I can't find it."
"If you can't find the stone, wait until I return to Dongling and carve it, and then ask someone to transport it to you." Lu Xingshi was still very reasonable when facing friendly forces and units.
He also knew that his behavior was equivalent to digging someone's ancestral grave.
It's really not good. The other party is actually willing to let him tear it down. It's already very difficult.
"Your Highness, you're welcome. I'll take care of the stones." Jabbar also breathed a sigh of relief. He thought he would completely lose his master, but he had never heard of Lu Xingshi being able to carve. Thinking of this, he felt uneasy again.
Lu Xingshi also saw the other party's sadness: "Don't worry, I still have photographic memory. If it doesn't work, I will draw it for you and then find a mason to type it out for you."
He knows many abilities. How could Jabbar know his abilities after only being in contact with him for so long.
"Then please excuse me, Your Highness." When Jabbar heard this, his eyes were also happy. Compared with Lu Xingshi's carving, he still trusted the stonemason more.
"Then I'll take action." After Lu Xingshi reached an agreement, he naturally started to take action on the statue carefully.
(End of chapter)