The old monk heard that Qin Mu had no movement for a long time and smiled with relief: "What, are you moved?"

"No," Qin Mu told the truth, and shook his head in cooperation, like the obedient little guys in the preschool class. This guy even looked at the old monk with a questioning look: "How come this thing can make you moved?"

Now the old monk was speechless. He coughed a few times and asked helplessly: "You just don't see anything? Take a closer look."

When Qin Mu heard this, he focused his attention at the hand, but it was carved vividly. If it weren't for the color of his own wood, Qin Mu would have thought that this was really a human hand, and the interface of his wrist was not very neat, as if it had been cut off by something, not as smooth as the blade.

To be honest, this flaw in the wrist is a bit disgusting.

"It's quite like a real hand. Your hobbies are really... so wide." Qin Mu originally wanted to say "real change, state" casually, but he quickly braked after halfway through the words because he had already seen the old monk's face turn darker and getting darker.

"Uh, what I mean is that you like even the people, and it can make you move at once. Most people don't know about this hobby... Qiu Laoliu found it all at once... It's really amazing...?" Qin Mu was getting embarrassed after speaking, because the old monk's face became darker and darker, and now he is as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"It seems that you are a rustic bun that you have never seen before. You have grown up in Ningcheng since you were young, so pitiful." The old monk's eyes actually had a hint of pity, which made Qin Mu crazy: "It seems that your master doesn't care much about you. Alas, let me tell you what this thing is."

Qin Mu was about to get angry, but when he heard the old monk say this, he sat upright and waited for the old monk to speak.

"Since you have never seen the world," the old monk's first words made Qin Mu cry, and then the old monk asked: "Do you know where the largest Thousand-Armed Guanyin Buddha statue in Asia is?"

"All Asia..." Qin Mu shook his head. The poor student probably pretended to be idiots and mentally retarded in his head.

"Forget it, I'll tell you, this thing was taken from the Buddha statue of Thousand-Handed Guanyin." The old monk said softly with his eyelids.

"What?" Qin Mu was stunned for a moment. Buddha's hand? If it was a Buddha's hand, it could explain why the old monk was so moved. Immediately, Qin Mu opened his Yin-Yang Eyes. In the whole room, the Buddha's hand in front of him was like a bright light bulb, emitting a golden light, which made Qin Mu unable to open his eyes.

That was the Buddha's light. Since it was a Buddhist object, it was no wonder that the old monk at that time agreed to Qiu Laoliu's proposal.

"No, if it is the largest Buddha statue in Asia, if it is broken..." Qin Mu was stunned for a moment. Is this a destruction of cultural relics? No wonder he looked at the wrist of the Buddha's hand, and it was bumpy and bumpy. It was obvious that it was something that made people break down alive. Just looking at this gap, Qin Mu could not judge the material of the Buddha's hand, let alone the golden light, which was like a small light bulb.

Such a high concentration of Buddha light will be moved by a Buddhist practitioner. Not to mention the old monk, although he is a martial monk, he is also a Buddhist practitioner.

Hearing Qin Mu say that, the old monk said disdainfully: "Tsk, what do you know? The Buddha statue has a history of 700 years. I don't know how many times it has been renovated. This Buddha hand was renovated in 2007. At that time, it was overhauled and even remade the entire Buddha statue. It was known as the No. 1,000-handed Guanyin in Asia. It was not enough in the past. Although I don't understand history, I still know this. If I hadn't entered that tomb, I might not have ended up now. Everything was caused by my own fault. No one else's fault."

"What happened later?" Qin Mu locked his yin and yang eyes. Under such heavy Buddha light, his eyes were about to be blurred.

"Later?" The old monk was stunned for a moment and entered the memory again.

Qiu Laoliu's Institute gathered a group of people to visit the tomb, and there were many masters there, and there were only three people who came out alive, one was Qiu Laoliu himself, the other was the blind old monk, and the last one was the person who provided Buddha's hands - Monk Wuchen.

"Wuchen!" Qin Mu couldn't help but exclaim as he heard it.

The old monk glanced at him lightly and said, "Why, do you know this too?" It's strange that when talking about Monk Wuchen, the old monk did not have the same resentment as when he mentioned Qiu Laoliu before, but was just a little surprised.

Looking at the old monk's attitude, Qin Mu had to continue lying: "I'm a little familiar with him, a little familiar with him."

"Well, that person is pretty good. This Buddha's hand is provided by him." The old monk said slowly.

Qin Mu's face turned green. He knew that he had gone to the tomb. His biggest gain was probably the Buddha's hand. According to him, he lost his eyes in the tomb, so he naturally hated the man who asked him to go to the tomb, and was grateful to the one who sent the Buddha's hand.

Therefore, Qin Mu can understand the old monk's favorable impression of Wuchen.

"What happened in the tomb?" Qin Mu felt itchy when he heard it, so he simply asked about the ending.

"This...that tomb..." The old monk was stunned for a moment. Qin Mu thought it was a little unhappy because he interrupted his previous long speech. But the old monk's words made Qin Mu completely stunned because he said: "Actually, we didn't enter the tomb at all. We were already suffering from casualties at the entrance of the tomb gate. This is why I want you not to touch that tomb, because I have already felt that the tomb may come out of it in the near future."

"What?" Qin Mu was stunned for a moment. He also told the owner that he wanted to explore the tomb, and the other party seemed to want to negotiate terms with Qin Mu. It was probably because he suffered some setbacks during the tomb exploration. Now that the tomb needs to be released by itself, wouldn't it cut off Qin Mu's financial path?

"What did he do for himself?" Qin Mu asked stupidly. It was because the fat meat that could fly away from his mouth, so Qin Mu just asked many times, but he didn't expect the old monk to answer this. However, he didn't expect the old monk to really answer, and the answer made Qin Mu a little surprised.

"Get out to attract popularity." The old monk said quietly: "When we go back, the tomb will bring a lot of strange things at the same time. It seems that they are all transformed by ghosts, and these things cost a lot of lives."

"What are there?" Qin Mu was stunned for a moment before asking.

"I only recognize a few things, ghosts, corpse ghosts, etc.," the old monk replied casually: "Anyway, they are all ordinary things. Before the tomb appears on the water, there will be these things to take the lead, and then there are corpse slaves. Have you heard of corpse slaves?" After seeing Qin Mu nodding, the old man continued: "The corpse slaves are carrying a coffin, and that coffin is the coffin I saw before."
Chapter completed!