Chapter 205 Tiger Devouring Man Jar
Liang Qu twisted the transparent beads which were only the size of his thumb, feeling incredible.
More than 2,600 points of water essence?
Comparing the volume, the absorption rate is probably much higher than that of old giant clam pearls.
If I could absorb it before today, with a total of more than 17,000 essences, I might be able to break through the fifth barrier in one go...
Those who abandon me shall not stay yesterday.
Liang Qu put away his thoughts and put the beads into his bag. After a while, he couldn't help but take them out and look at them again.
The more he looked at it, the more it looked like tears.
The irregularity of clam pearls, conch pearls and giant clam pearls is due to their birth conditions.
The one in front of me is big at one end and small at the other, and it looks irregular at first glance, but it is very bright and full from top to bottom, as if it is naturally hanging down under tension.
Could it be... the tears of a mermaid?
Liang Qu has been to the academy less frequently recently, but he has read all kinds of books and has not interrupted his studies. Many gossips have clearly recorded the existence of mermaids, but they have rarely been seen in the last few hundred years.
"Beyond the South China Sea there are mermaids, who live in water like fish, but never stop weaving. When they cry, pearls come out of their eyes."
The moon is bright over the sea and the pearls are shedding tears, it is not just a beautiful fantasy.
The shark silk they produce is not wetted by water and is as white as snow.
There are even more cruel ones who mix a spoonful of mermaid oil into a jar of clean oil, soak a wick in it, and it can burn for thousands of years without extinguishing.
If it was a mermaid's tear, it would make sense that such a small bead could contain so much water essence.
Liang Qu raised his head and said, "Roundhead, ask Scarhead where he got the beads from?"
He cannot communicate directly with Scarhead and needs Roundhead to "translate" for him.
Some exchanges.
Scarhead shook his head.
"Do not you know?"
Liang Qu sighed.
According to Scarhead, the beads were discovered by chance by a little porpoise in the tribe while playing a long time ago. At that time, he just thought they were beautiful and kept wearing them.
As for the location, I have long forgotten it.
It’s a pity that a mermaid’s tear can contain so much water essence. If we find a tribe and let them cry every day, wouldn’t they become prosperous?
As if the leader had noticed that his leader was very disappointed, Scarhead called out twice, walked forward, grabbed the corner of Liang Qu's clothes, and pulled him to a place.
"Oh?"
Liang Qu did not stop and followed Scarhead into the porpoises' cave, seeing many miscellaneous things along the way.
Half-human-high Buddha sculptures, huge figureheads, complete ritual vessels...
All these are accumulated bit by bit by the finless porpoises over the years.
Wow, are there any aquatic creatures with a bit of intelligence that like to collect human artifacts?
Liang Qu picked up a Cong-style vase, and the signature at the bottom was from an emperor of Daqian.
The official kiln of the previous dynasty is beautiful, with a lustrous and restrained glaze, a full shape, and flowing flint red lines. But it is not easy to use or sell this thing.
Look at the Buddha sculptures again.
It was lifelike, made of unusual wood, and had been soaked in water for who knows how many years, yet there was no sign of decay. He felt even more peaceful just staying beside it.
Although it doesn't look special in appearance, Liang Qu knows where the good stuff is.
He simply turned the Buddha statue over and touched its back.
The craftsman who made the Buddha sculpture was an expert, and he fitted it almost perfectly, but intentionally he still allowed him to touch a barely visible cover.
Knock on it and it's hollow.
Sure enough, there is something.
When you are out, you have to earn your own fun.
Without some culture, you will miss a lot of things.
After the Buddha statue is built, in order to give it vitality, symbolic internal organs and spirit must be installed.
Generally, some talismans, scriptures, gold and silver treasures are placed inside the body of the Buddha or the throne of the Buddha, just like the internal organs in the human body. This is called "installation and storage". Installation and storage is a unique ritual of Buddhist statue making and an indispensable procedure.
The Buddha statues enshrined in temples cannot be taken apart at will, but the one in front of you is only half a person's height and is a wooden sculpture. It is obviously a private collection and there is no need to be so cautious.
It is still in the water now. If there are scriptures inside, it would not be good if they get wet. We can open it later. The old monk might like it.
I didn’t expect that before we even let the porpoises go out to search for treasures, we would already have so many unexpected gains.
Scarhead was very happy, and he pulled Liangqu further inside.
"besides?"
Liang Qusou took a look at the pile of debris and followed Scarhead in surprise.
Bottom of the cave.
Glowing vines grow and climb along the stone walls, illuminating the entire cave.
There are many similar luminous vines under the water. There is a thick luminous vine in the cave where Awei and the water Ganoderma lucidum were first discovered.
The big vine was extremely hard and had no moisture or essence. It tasted like chewing hay.
The vines in front of him were slightly similar and should be of the same type. Under the soft glow of the interwoven vines, a forearm-long cyan-golden instrument stood quietly in the middle, with a faint metallic luster and very smooth, as if covered with pulp.
The general image is a simplified tiger head with a big open mouth, under which is a frightened human head. The two feet and the long tail form a triangular foot, and the whole body is covered with complicated patterns.
What’s strange is that the tiger’s head is very rough and extremely simplified, but the horror on the human head is chilling.
Judging from the details, it should be a you, a wine vessel.
But it is so bizarrely made that it is most likely not used for human use and is most likely a ritual vessel.
Tiger-devouring-man jar?
The scar-headed guy on the left was screaming, and the round-headed guy on the right was nodding continuously.
"Is it alive? And can it drive away wild animals?"
Liang Qu was very surprised. He didn't know how a metal sculpture that looked like a bronze artifact but was actually not rotten when soaked in water and was made of unknown material could be alive and be regarded as a totem by the finless porpoises.
"Has any wild animal been harmed by it?"
Liang Qu looked at Round Head, Round Head looked at Scar Head, Scar Head was stunned and shook his head.
"I was just driven away, no real harm..."
It is so magical that it is no wonder that the finless porpoises separate it from ordinary "collections" and place it in the deepest part of the cave.
After thinking for a while, Liang Qu took a step forward.
no response.
One step further.
still have not.
Strange, how is it judged?
According to Scarhead, the beast would react as soon as it approached the cave, but why was there no movement even though he was right up against it?
Until you get within one step of it, then reach out to take it.
The five fingers grabbed nothing.
Liang Qu looked up and found himself standing thousands of feet in the sky. The world was empty and there was nothing in it.
Suddenly, a sharp gaze descended from the sky and landed on his head, like a tiger looking down on him.
He didn't raise his head, all the pores on his body contracted tightly, the muscles in his back involuntarily tightened, and he stood straight.
In all directions, up and down, in the sky and earth, there is a pressure as great as that of a mountain.
Suddenly, Ze Ding in his sea of consciousness lit up.
[I drew a trace of the tiger's aura, and was favored by Tian Wu, and obtained a Yu pattern. 】
In a flash, everything disappeared without a trace.
Liang Qu staggered against the stone wall, all the pores on his body opened up and cold sweat broke out all at once.
The Tiger-Eating Man Jar on the ground shook twice, as if it had lost something and no longer had any charm.
(End of this chapter)
