0p0 Chapter 358
Chapter 358
[Carnival +1 for receiving a donation from a fan named 'Honesty is the foundation']
After the gift's special effects ended, a live chat request based on integrity was initiated.
Chen Xuan accepted the decision, and the screen was split in two.
The background of the live stream featured a middle-aged man in a white shirt. He was balding, had a square face, and possessed a sharp gaze with an air of extraordinary presence.
That arrogant demeanor vanished immediately upon seeing Chen Xuan in person.
He immediately adopted a very reserved and humble attitude, saying, "Master, I finally won your lucky bag! I've been following you for a long time."
Chen Xuan glanced at the man and nodded slightly.
"My name is Chen Gang. My ancestors were from Yingtian. I ran a steel factory."
Chen Xuan smiled and said, "So you want to ask about something related to anger or luck?"
"Your luck is on the rise this year, but the ancestral blessings are not being restored, and both you and your daughter are experiencing deep spiritual disturbances, right?"
Upon hearing Chen Xuan's words, Chen Gang immediately became excited and clasped his hands in a fist salute.
“Immortal, Daoist Master, you are truly an immortal. Indeed, ever since I came of age, I have had the same dream every full moon.”
As Chen Gang spoke, he recalled, "I've had this dream for decades, but I still don't understand what it means. I've consulted no fewer than twenty experts, but none of them could figure it out."
Chen Xuan nodded and looked at Chen Gang.
"How should I describe the scene of this dream?" Even Chen Gang, the CEO, was a bit stumped when it came to the key dream scene.
“Don’t panic. Just tell me what you saw in your dream and how you felt,” Chen Xuan said.
“Hmm, that dream was very strange, even bizarre. Why?” Chen Gang recalled carefully, “Every full moon night, I would go to a place shrouded in mist. I’m sure I’ve never been there before. There was greenery everywhere, and only a small path with steps. Every time, I would unconsciously walk down the path. I don’t know how long I walked, but in the haze, I seemed to see the outline of a mountain. Then I walked to a strange place at the foot of the mountain.”
Chen Gang said with a deep look in his eyes, "In my dream, it was clearly a huge statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, but its whole body was dark red. And every time I looked up at the Guanyin statue, I always felt panicked. But what's even stranger is that in my dream, although I was very afraid and wanted to stay away from the Guanyin statue, I had an urge to cry, as if there were relatives there."
“For more than 30 years, I have had this dream every month. Before, it was just me, but now even my youngest daughter, who has just come of age, has it.”
"Master, I really don't know what to do. What place was that in the dream? And that huge Guanyin statue, why did it make me feel both terrified and as if there were relatives there?"
As a business tycoon, Chen Gang has clear logic and tells the story very smoothly.
In an instant, hundreds of millions of people in the live stream were drawn into the story.
Many fans, especially those with a vivid imagination, have even been able to personally portray the confusion and fear of material things in those dreams.
And some people can have this kind of dream for decades in a row?
Chen Xuan looked at Chen Gang and nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and began to calculate.
Chen Gang was overjoyed that the dream that had puzzled him for decades was finally about to be solved; this dream had almost become his obsession.
Four or five seconds passed, and Chen Xuan slowly woke up.
"Master, can you tell what that thing in the dream represents?" Chen Gang asked Chen Xuandao nervously.
Chen Xuan nodded.
"Your ancestors were probably from Nanjing, right? Your grandfather had seven brothers, and he was the youngest?"
"Yes, yes, Master. My father said that five of my grandfathers participated in the War of Resistance against Japan, and the other two were killed by the Japanese. My father survived only because my grandmother risked her life to escape."
As Chen Gang spoke, he recalled the stories his grandmother told them when he was a child.
Chen Xuan nodded and said, "The reason you have had that strange dream for decades is not because someone is using magic to harm you, but because the spirits of your ancestors cannot rest in peace. They are constantly suppressed and tormented, unable to go down to the underworld to reincarnate."
These words, which sounded like something out of a ghost story, left Chen Gang completely bewildered.
The spirits of our ancestors cannot find peace; they have been suppressed?
"Master, what do you mean by that?"
Chen Xuan hesitated for a moment to organize his words, then looked at Chen Gang and the hundreds of millions of fans in the live broadcast room and said, "After the Yingtian Massacre, the mastermind of the war criminals was afraid that the hundreds of thousands of ghosts in Yingtian would retaliate and curse them. Before leaving, he dug up eighteen buckets of blood mud, all of which were soaked in the blood of his compatriots, and took them back to the island country."
"The mastermind was also from the Jiuju faction. After bringing back the blood mud soaked in the blood of countless people, he set up a feng shui arrangement in a mountain on the island. Eighteen buckets of blood mud were mixed with purple clay to cast a 3-meter-tall blood bodhisattva statue. This bodhisattva statue was placed in the position suppressed by the feng shui arrangement."
Chinese people's blood clay is combined with purple clay for firing
The Xingya Guanyin statue (it really exists)
"The suppressed location is precisely this war criminal's purple clay statue. He wanted to use this method to suppress the 30 souls who were massacred in Longxia!"