Standing in front of the damaged statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva in the "nine-story building", everyone felt that they were just a small human being after the vast universe, and felt a sense of shame from the heart.

At this time, President Jin walked to the front by himself, and without saying a word, he fell to the ground, kneeling three times and nine times, and kowtowed with great devoutness, just like a monk with a holy light on his face.

Seeing this scene, Chen Tian couldn't help but remember what Direliba said to him this morning, and he thought in his heart that Dean Jin should have been under too much pressure because of the damage to the cultural relics. He was much more haggard, rather than deliberately preparing to hurt them.

At this time, Dean Jin had already stood up and waved it behind him. Direliba immediately felt sorry for him. He walked quickly thousands of times, opened the sheepskin box that had been prepared long ago, and quickly found the page of the sheepskin scraps about the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva and handed them to Dean Jin.

President Jin nodded to Direliba, and then took out the third blood picture from beside him, which was also the one about the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva. He placed the two pictures on the ground, carefully compared with the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva in front of him, and kept making some vague whispers in his mouth, as if they were strange in their dreams.

Everyone stood quietly behind, looking at Dean Jin and Direliba standing in front of them thinking about the difference between the picture and the real thing, and did not dare to show one, for fear of interfering with the research of Dean Jin and Direliba. Even the most noisy fat dragon pursed his fat lips tightly and stood obediently without saying a word.

After a while, Dean Jin slowly lifted up the corner of his clothes, wiped his pair of gold-rimmed glasses and said to Direliba: "Direliba, are they indeed the two differences, right?"

Direliba nodded and pointed at the Blood Picture with his fingers and expressed his opinion: "That's right, look at the right hand of the third Blood Picture Maitreya Bodhisattva statue. His fingers are not clasped together with five fingers, but are held with a thumb. This is different from the Maitreya Bodhisattva statue in front of us."

After receiving the affirmation of Dean Jin, Direliba continued to analyze: "Looking at the portrait of the sheepskin slicing, the left hand of the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva is held, and the statue in front of him is placed on the left knee, which is also a relatively subtle difference. I think these are not drawn incorrectly, but are done by the painters on purpose."

"It's very good," said Dean Jin as he put on his glasses, "why are the painters doing this?"

Direliba shrugged and said helplessly: "Teacher, I guess this should be related to the treasure house of the second blood picture, right? As for why I thought about it all night, I still couldn't think of it."

Dean Jin smiled "hehe" and said to Direliba: "I'm just guessing. The mechanism should be on the statue of Maitreya Bodhisattva on his left knee and on the thumb of the raised right hand."

"Who should confirm and discover this secret?" Direliba asked with her bright big eyes blinking.

President Jin turned around, patted the dust on his knees, and asked seriously at the veteran General Zhao Guoqin: "Elder Zhao Guoqin, who is the best person on your side?"
Chapter completed!