Author: Shang Xia seeking locks

Chapter 226 World Art Exhibition

Deep mountains. Ancient temples.

"Hey hey hey hey hey."

Faint, intermittent and weird laughter came from the temple.

It was the middle of the night, and some pilgrims rushing to burn incense were already on the way.

Listening to the weird laughter, the middle-aged woman walking at the front had her legs trembling, and her upper and lower teeth kept clashing, "ta da da, da da da", and the sound continued.

Coupled with the weird laughter, it once again cast a thick shadow on everyone's hearts.

"What sound?"

A short, fat, middle-aged man asked with a pair of small eyes sunken into his flesh.

No one answered him.

Everyone is listening with their ears pricked up.

The further you go up the mountain, the clearer you hear it.

Someone shouted "Run!", and everyone turned around and ran down the mountain as hard as they could. The one-meter-long incense was thrown everywhere.

Inside the temple.

The lights are bright.

Whether they were monks, lay people, or volunteers, they all stood in the yard, listening to the weird laughter, their eyes filled with fear.

"Womitha Buddha!"

An old monk with eyebrows as white as snow chanted a Buddha's name, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to chant sutras. Others also sat cross-legged on the ground and chanted sutras together.

The sound of chanting and weird laughter are intertwined with each other, adding a strangeness to the ancient temple.

No matter how long the night is, there will always be dawn.

When the first ray of sunlight appeared, the old monk stretched out, took a breath, and said: "Fahui, call the police!".

"Ah?" The young monk sitting next to the old monk had a look of surprise on his face, "Master, it seems that the police can't control this kind of thing, right?".

"What kind of thing?"

"Isn't it a ghost?"

The old monk shook his head slightly, then suddenly raised his hand, with his index finger bent, as if knocking a wooden fish, and knocked three times on Fa Hui's head, and said: "There are no ghosts. I told you before that you must believe in science and call the police."

”.

"Yes, Master"

The police arrived quickly. After listening to everyone's stories, the monk, who was also two feet tall, was confused and searched inside and outside the temple. They found that there was new soil in the tree pit, as if someone had dug it up.

I squatted down, dug a few times, and dug out a paper bag. I opened the paper bag and found a plastic box inside. When I opened the box, I found a sponge.

"Who buried this golden lock?"

said a young policeman.

The old policeman didn't say anything, but opened the sponge in the box, revealing a terrifying-looking clay figurine. A look of enlightenment immediately appeared on the face of the young policeman standing behind him, and he said with a smile: "I know, laughter comes from

This clay figurine is emitting something that I have seen in a supernatural bar on the Internet."

"Tell me in detail"

After the young policeman finished speaking, another question arose in everyone's mind, "Who is that white-haired weirdo who handed out clay figurines? Is he sick? It would scare a person to death to do such a thing from the underworld!".

On the road.

The young policeman looked at the plastic box in his hand, frowned and said, "I always feel that the clay man is related to the Eastern cult leader who hit the Internet some time ago, but the Eastern cult leader has short hair and his hair is not white, so he doesn't fit the bill."

"Maybe the Eastern leader's hair has turned white and grown longer!"

"Yes, why didn't I expect that? The master is indeed the master, awesome!"

The influence of clay figurines continues to spread. Anyone who has come into contact with clay figurines basically describes the clay figurines as extremely mysterious. After hearing this, friends or netizens on the Internet are frightened and have strong curiosity at the same time.

Heart.

They all want to experience it and see how terrifying the clay figures are.

At the same time, the white-haired weirdo was also rumored to be more and more mysterious. Some people said that he was an ominous person, haunted by hundreds of ghosts. Every time he pinched a clay figurine, the ghosts on his body would possess him. He would send the clay figurine out and himself

There will be one less ghost in his body, until all the ghosts are sent away, he will be reborn.

Some people also say that this person is most likely an Eastern leader in disguise. He can always do some incredible things, and this time is no exception.

Some people say that the white-haired weirdo is actually a ghost.

In short, there are different opinions. Netizens just finished eating one melon, and then another melon was brought to them. They were all full and couldn't eat anymore.

In the office of the director of the Longguo Clay Figurine Museum, Gao Heping was sitting on the sofa, looking at his mobile phone, frowning from time to time, and thinking to himself: "Real or fake? Are there such magical clay figurines in this world?".

He has been dealing with clay figures for half his life, but he has never heard of such a magical clay figure.

If there really is one, there is no need to worry about the World Art Exhibition at the end of the month. This clay figurine will be displayed and it will definitely come out on top.

Clay figurines, as an intangible cultural heritage of the Dragon Kingdom, he dreamed of carrying forward. Unfortunately, clay figurines have completely declined now. Not many people like clay figurines, whether in the collecting community or among the people.

Along with this, the craftsmen who make clay figurines have also changed their professions and changed their professions. It has been a long time since new and eye-catching clay figurines have appeared in major art exhibitions.

Now, a terrifying clay figurine actually appeared, which instantly piqued his interest. If there were dates or no dates, he would strike three poles first. Gao Heping closed the web page and called his secretary.

"Hey, Xiao Gu, did you see that a scary clay figure appeared on the Internet recently?"

"Saw it"

“Get in touch and see if you can buy one.”

"OK"

After hanging up the phone, Gao Heping continued to open the web page and began to check the information about the scary clay figurines. His secretary Xiao Gu was also reading and scratching his head in worry. The curator would give him difficult questions every day.

Such a big dragon country asked him where to buy scary clay figurines. After searching around, he found that the place where the white-haired weirdo distributed clay figurines was in Jincha City, Northwest Province. He happened to be on a business trip for this reason and went to the northwest to look for clay figurines.

Let’s have some fun and eat some Northwest delicacies.

Before that, let’s post a few purchase requests online.

The curator must have bought the clay figures for the World Art Exhibition at the end of the month. In the last exhibition, Western clay sculptures were well received by art lovers at home and abroad. The curator's face was so angry that he didn't eat for a whole day.

In this exhibition, he definitely wants the clay figurines of the Dragon Kingdom to be well received. Unfortunately, there are not many craftsmen who can make clay figurines now. Most of the clay figurines are made with molds and have no spirituality.

Not to mention making clay figurine works of art to compete with foreign clay sculptures and win praise from everyone.

He was not optimistic about the purchase of the scary clay figurine this time, as he was seeking medical treatment in a hurry, but since the leader had given him the word, he had no choice but to do it.

The pigs were delivered, and Ying Zheng was very happy and immediately installed surveillance cameras in the pig nest.

Wang Liang was also in a good mood, not because of the pig, but because the clay figurine was almost finished and he could go out to set up a stall. This time he chose the location of People's Park.

Still wearing a mask, sitting on a horse, there is a piece of cloth in front of him, with clay figurines neatly arranged on the cloth. Next to it is a sign that reads "One yuan each, not for the faint of heart." There is a two-digit number attached below the word.

QR code.

This time, he wanted to try whether the progress bar would increase faster after someone else spent money to buy a clay figurine and was emotionally affected by it.

"Mom, look, the white-haired weirdo!"

A little girl, hiding behind the legs of a young woman, stuck her head out and looked at Wang Liang who was setting up a stall. Her eyes were full of fear. In the past few days, as long as she didn't take a nap, her mother would say, "If you don't sleep,

Be careful and let the white-haired weirdo snatch you away and pinch you into a clay figurine."

At this time, she will be very scared, fearing that the white-haired weirdo will take her away, and she will quickly sleep.

She never expected that even though she was sleeping well, she would still encounter a white-haired weirdo.

So scared!

"Don't be afraid, as long as mom is here, the white-haired weirdo won't take you away."

The young woman patted the little girl's head lovingly, grabbed her little hand, and turned around and walked out of the park.

Wang Liang's hearing was very good and he heard their conversation clearly. He was speechless. He just quietly sold clay figures, but he became the shadow of the children's childhood.

Who can I tell you about this?

Just as he was speechless, a strong man walked in front of the stall. He seemed to have few clothes on, he was very cold, and his legs kept shaking.

A few seconds later, the sound of a urn sounded, "Buy, buy, buy a clay figurine."

Wang Liang said nothing and pointed to the sign.

The strong man immediately paid the money, took the clay figurine and ran away, as if there was a wolf chasing him from behind. Some evil creature threw a fruit core on the road. The strong man accidentally stepped on it, and his front foot slipped, and he was stunned.

An eight-pointed figure.

A few tenths of a second later, a scream like a slaughtering pig resounded throughout the park.

Next, people came one after another to buy clay figurines. Basically, they were all strong men. There was only one girl, who was very tall and tall.
To be continued...