What a Good Deal!

The scale of Spring Temple wasn't considered small—there were a front and back yard, as well as several rooms.

But all these had turned into ashes after the fire. Except for a few weeds and several walls that showed traces of being burned, everything else was buried underneath the ashes.

Only the main hall could be considered somewhat intact, with the walls and the roof of the main hall still well preserved. It was just that several years of neglect made it look old and dilapidated. Ordinary people wouldn't dare enter recklessly, afraid a slight movement would cause this ancient architecture to collapse.

It was also only after much observation that Chen Hao cautiously stepped through the entrance and into the hall.

Two pillars supported the roof of the hall, on which dark yellow specks of bronze paint could still be vaguely seen.

In the center of the hall was a two-meter tall Buddha statue in a lotus stance, with its right hand raised, the palm facing outwards and the fingers upwards, wearing a benevolent smile.

Of course, due to neglect, the bronze paint of the Buddha statue had peeled off, revealing the decayed structure within—there were even several large holes in some spots. It would pain the heart of a devout Buddhist to see the statue in this state.

Chen Hao gazed at the Buddha statue with sharp eyes.

In the eyes of outsiders, this was a Buddha statue that could be easily destroyed. But in Chen Hao's eyes, he saw something different.

He saw a golden glow hidden in the Buddha statue's body, and it was continuously dissipating at a very mild rate.

This golden glow seemed to be of the same color as the light-yellow Dragon Energy in Stream Mountain, but they differed greatly in their natures.

The Dragon Energy in Stream Mountain felt rich and heavy, accepting of everything on earth.

As for this golden glow, although it was bright and peaceful, it had a masculine vibe, like that of the sun.

The power of faith! It was often manifested in a more tangible form as incense offerings.

Chen Hao gasped.

If this thing truly exists, doesn't that imply that Bodhisattva, Arhat, and Gautama Buddha really exist in Buddhism?

How powerful is such an existence?

But it shouldn't be the case.

Since it exists, why did none of these legendary big bosses appear during China's calamity?

The puzzled Chen Hao carefully sized up the Buddha statue.

Although the power of faith existed, this statue was definitely a dead object. Other than the power of faith, there didn't seem anything special about it.

Also, the power of faith was dissipating right now. This was the most suspicious point.

If the Buddhism gods, or even the Buddhism masters, existed, they wouldn't sit by and do nothing as this pure power of belief dissipated. To the gods, this was the root of their strength!

Were there some changes between heaven and earth, causing the deities up there to vanish, or was there some other reason?

Chen Hao was puzzled. But very soon he gave up guessing.

What right had a small fry like him to worry about the deities up there?

He'd better worry more about himself.

Shaking his head, Chen Hao stared at that ball of power of faith, deep in thought.

Chen Hao had discovered when he entered Spring Temple that, not far from the construction site, there was black energy everywhere. However, there wasn't any of that black energy in the temple.

If his guess was correct, it was the power of faith that protected this temple.

That meant that the Buddha statue worshipped with incense had the effect of suppressing the black energy.

Chen Hao's gaze flickered, feeling that he had found the solution to resolve the paranormal issue.

Just then, his phone suddenly rang.

Chen Hao picked it up and saw that the caller was Zhou Gang.

He answered the call with a smile, "Something the matter, Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Gang said, "I've sorted out some of the information you wanted. But whether it's true or not, I can't be sure. If you have the time, you can come over and get it now."

Chen Hao replied, "Thanks for the trouble, Brother Zhou. You've been a great help. I'm checking on the paranormal activity in Stream Mountain right now. After I'm done I will head to your house to get it."

Shocked, Zhou Gang quickly asked, "You went to the Stream Mountain construction site? How was it? Did you discover anything?"

Chen Hao said, "I can only say Shuanglong Group asked for it. Why did they have to dig out those metal stakes? They unleashed the paranormal activity by doing so. Now the entire construction site is shrouded in evil energy. But because the sun is too glaring, I haven't discovered anything inside the dug holes. Besides, I'm not a professional fengshui master. It's not easy to resolve this troublesome matter."

Zhou Gang sharply noticed that Chen Hao had used the words "not easy" and not "impossible". He felt excited.

After all, the construction at Stream Mountain was the lifeblood of Stone City. The consul of Stone City was under immense pressure due to this matter, and even the police had been asked several times to investigate the root of the problem. But their efforts had come to naught.

If he resolved this matter, he would be making a huge contribution. The bad impression he left on some big bosses previously when he captured Wang Hu would no longer be an issue.

Zhou Gang wasn't an ignorant young fellow. He could tell from Chen Hao's tone that the latter had no intention to help. Was he going to exhaust what little ties he built up with him for the sake of this one matter? Who was he going to look for if he encountered similar problems in the future?

He decided he should patiently nurture their relationship before slowly making plans.

"Alright, there's no need to pursue whose fault it is now. If you find a solution, please tell me. I guarantee Shuanglong Group and Stone City's officials will give you a satisfactory reward," Zhou Gang said in a serious voice.

Though Chen Hao was satisfied with what he heard, he didn't give a direct answer.

After all, he wasn't completely certain if the power of faith had the effect of suppressing the black energy. If he promised them but failed to deliver, it would be a small matter if he couldn't get the reward. But more importantly, he would be disgracing his reputation as a future great master. That would become an unerasable smudge in his professional career!

After hanging up, Chen Hao was about to leave. But suddenly, he halted in his steps. He fell silent for a moment, then turned to look at the Buddha statue with sharp eyes.

As though he had made an important decision, Chen Hao climbed up to the altar and went beside the Buddha statue. He removed his Buddha beads and placed them where the power of faith was effusing.

The next moment, something miraculous happened.

When the dissipating power of faith came in contact with the Buddha beads, it seemed to be attracted like a magnet. Not only that, the power of faith that had laid quietly in dormancy instantly shifted to the Buddha beads.

In the twinkling of an eye, a bright golden glow erupted from the Buddha beads. It was so glaring that it caused Chen Hao to narrow his eyes.

A moment later, the golden glow weakened, and the Buddha beads once again appeared ordinary.

However, the Buddha beads that were of mediocre quality now showed more visibly a flowing glow, vaguely giving off a peaceful and bright feeling.

Chen Hao couldn't resist swallowing his saliva.

Damn, it really can be absorbed! Awesome!

Chen Hao quickly picked up the Buddha beads and instantly felt a warm and peaceful power enveloping his body, even going into his heart. All random thoughts and negative emotions immediately vanished. He felt as though he had been cleansed from the inside out. His entire being felt ethereal and natural, and his thoughts pure, his body and mind both at ease.

It was then that Chen Hao realized the energy he had depleted creating these two blessed magical artifacts was replenished. The vague fatigue and heavy sensation were gone, and he even felt stronger than before now.

What a good deal!