At first, Wang Qing, Monkey, and the others were skeptical about the claim that the disabled old man was the Thousand-Hand Buddha.
However, everyone was stunned when they saw him make his move.
Even I was quite surprised.
This guy truly deserves to be called the number one counterfeiter in China.
Even when operating with his feet, his abilities are quite terrifying; he is as steady as a robot.
Even with millimeter-level operations, Thousand-Hand Buddha's feet remained as steady as a rock, without the slightest tremor. Moreover, his comprehension ability was astonishing; as long as Wang Qing stated the requirements, he could quickly and perfectly demonstrate them.
Looking at the gaunt old man, the monkey couldn't help but click its tongue in amazement: "This old man's nickname is definitely wrong. He shouldn't be called Thousand-Hand Buddha, he's practically Ghost Foot Seven!"
Although the monkey only made a joke, I wholeheartedly agreed: "The Thousand-Hand Buddha is indeed extraordinary. He can make things look so lifelike just based on Wang Qing's description! Nowadays, there are countless techniques for appraising antiques, and simply imitating the shape can no longer fool appraisal institutions. But before the millennium, when technology was not so advanced, he was definitely a genius!"
Watching the Thousand-Hand Buddha create things is like watching him create a work of art; it's not only pleasing to the eye but also very stress-relieving.
Before I knew it, three hours had passed.
Upon seeing the Yama's malignant tumor created by the Thousand-Handed Buddha, Wang Qing couldn't help but praise it highly, and his attitude towards the Thousand-Handed Buddha changed: "Old sir, may I ask if this thing you created is capable of withstanding terrifying water, fire, and high temperatures?"
"Although you all said that this thing shouldn't be touched, I still tried my best to make it a replica. It's made of soft materials and has a small internal mechanism. If it's subjected to strong vibration, it will spray out the powder inside, and the high temperature will burn the soft materials. This thing isn't afraid of water, but if it's soaked for a long time, I can't guarantee that the color on it won't come off."
The Thousand-Hand Buddha paused for a moment: "I suggest that this thing should be stored normally."
"As expected of the Buddha, who is hailed as the world's number one counterfeiter, this thing is indeed lifelike and ingenious!"
Seeing that Wang Qing was praising the fake goods, I knew that there was nothing wrong with how they were made. I took out 20 million ghost money and said, "We can go out and find someone to settle the accounts fairly."
"Let's just leave the money transfer alone. The reason you were able to find me was to avoid the eyes and ears of Fengmen Village, right? If you transfer money through their people, they'll find out something's wrong."
The Thousand-Hand Buddha picked up a towel with his foot and skillfully wiped his soles: "Go out and buy some antiques and send them to me. You must have spent a lot of money to find me, so there's no need to cheat me with fakes. Or rather, once I realize I've been cheated, the news of your forgeries will probably spread like wildfire."
"Don't worry, Master. We're all from the martial world, and we know these rules."
I made a promise to the Thousand-Hand Buddha, and then went to the street stalls outside. I spent 18 million to buy a piece of jade with hooked cloud pattern from the Hongshan Culture, a white jade vase with Liu Hai playing with a golden toad from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, and a set of white marble cups, bowls and plates.
Of these items, I bought the jade piece with the cloud pattern at a bargain price. If I were to resell it, I could get it for at least three million more than the purchase price. The other items, even when sold at their original price, would fetch over twenty million.
As a master forger, Thousand-Hand Buddha also has a knack for authenticating genuine items; he can tell at a glance that our products are genuine.
After we left with the fake Yama's Tumor, Wang Hong saw the fake item that Wang Qing had covered with clothes and said, "Senior brother, over the years, countless experts in the martial arts world have been searching for Yama's Tumor, and the Miraculous Doctors Sect has always been keeping an eye on it. Do you think if we make another fake and let it appear in the martial arts world when we leave Fengmen Village, it might cause the Miraculous Doctors Sect to fight with other sects?"
"You know what, it really is a good idea. Those people from the Miraculous Doctors Sect always say that our Five Poisons Sect is a heretical sect, so let's do something unorthodox!"
Wang Qing gave a sly smile and then asked me, "Duan Tao, we've got our stuff. Can we just go straight to the auction now?"
"Of course not! Don't forget, the middle-aged man at the pharmacy said that only the beautiful snake has the authority to grant Qu Xuelin's super clients, which means that his power is much greater than ours. If he is really interested in this, how could he not investigate the background of the person who consigned it for auction?"
I cautiously waved my hand: "Give me the things, and I have a way to lure Qu Xuelin out."
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After I took the fake Yama's Tumor, I left the group and went to No. 16 Bingzi Street with only Manjing.
I knocked on the door, and a young man came out. I didn't recognize him, but I could confirm that he was indeed one of Wei Shengnan's people.
I didn't know him, but he recognized me at a glance and said respectfully, "Mr. Duan, what brings you here? Please come in!"
Without exchanging pleasantries, I asked directly, "Is Wei Shengnan here? I need to talk to her about something."
"The young lady isn't here, but she instructed that you must inform her as soon as possible upon your arrival! Please wait a moment, I'll go and inform her right away!"
The young man threw down a sentence, then ran out of the courtyard and disappeared into the street.
I learned that Wei Shengnan did not live here, and I felt that she was deliberately avoiding meeting me, Song Laosan, and Qu Ruilin to prevent any conflict.
Ten minutes later, Wei Shengnan walked up to me and greeted me: "I heard you needed to see me, so I rushed over as quickly as possible. Did you have any leads?"
"I need your help with something."
I looked at the passersby and pointed to the courtyard: "Would it be convenient to talk inside?"
"certainly."
Wei Shengnan nodded and went into the room.
"I need you to do me a favor."
I placed the fake Yama Tumor made by the Thousand-Hand Buddha on the table: "This is a very precious medicine called Yama Tumor, but it is just an imported product and has no effect on its own. I hope to send this item to the official auction of Fengmen Village in your name."
"You're preparing to consign a fake to auction, so there must be someone who desperately needs it. Who do you hope to attract with it?"
Wei Shengnan is a smart woman, and she easily guessed my intention, but at the same time she was a little puzzled: "You should know what kind of place Fengmen Village is. Putting aside the consequences of sending a fake item to auction, even if we are willing to take the risk, do you think this thing can get away with it?"
"I came to you because I have a good reason to believe that this will succeed. You don't need to worry about it failing the review."
I was just about to explain the peculiarity of the Yama's tumor to Wei Shengnan when the white lights outside suddenly turned red.
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