Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 765 - 465: Accidents Every Time?

Chapter 765: Chapter 465: Accidents Every Time?

The man in black was taken away, and the old monk clasped his hands together to thank Sean Knight and Elijah Hastings:

"Thank you for coming to help. All right, it’s fine now, everyone rest. This old man is tired."

Without waiting for their responses, he walked back to the meditation room.

Sean and Elijah exchanged a glance, and Vicky Wilson, understanding their look, walked ahead.

The night here was a bit dark, and although she wasn’t very scared, having someone to protect her still felt different.

They each entered their rooms.

Elijah wanted to say something, but Sean gestured for him to be quiet.

Elijah fell silent, and Sean pointed towards the neighboring room.

On the left was the kitchen of old Monk Horton, and on the right was Vicky’s room.

Sean’s ears were sharper than ordinary people, and he quickly heard the long breaths of the old monk. Seemed like he had fallen asleep.

However, Sean didn’t think the old monk would sleep deeply. The noise they had made just now wasn’t very loud after all, considering the distance from the meditation room and the main hall.

And yet, the old monk still heard it. The old monk must have excellent ears, or he must be very alert.

Either way, it would have an impact on their operation tonight.

As for Vicky, it took a good half an hour for her breathing to become even, and she should have fallen into a deep sleep by now.

Elijah waited until it was quiet, and then whispered to Sean:

"Boss, what shall we do?"

"We’ll have to use the second method. Give both of them something extra and then keep our voices down. It’s best to get things done tonight."

The two men quietly left their rooms. Sean pulled out two bottles of compressed gas, handed one to Elijah, and kept the other one for himself.

He came to the old monk’s window.

The old monk’s window was slightly open, with a screen in place, which made Sean’s task easier.

He gently pressed the bottle of compressed gas and slowly sprayed a stream of anesthetic gas into the old monk’s room.

After several sprays, he heard the old monk’s breathing becoming more regular - mainly because the old monk’s breaths were too long at first.

Ordinary people breathe about 17 or 18 times a minute, but the old monk was less than half of that!

Sean now counted the old monk’s breaths, which were about 15 times a minute. That should be normal.

It turned out that the old monk was practicing some kind of inner breath or guiding method!

It was said that the Tiantai Sect was highly revered in Japan, and the Contemplation and Wisdom Method of Tiantai Sect was quite famous.

Sean wondered if that was what the old monk practiced.

Sean had achieved his goal, returned the compressed gas bottle to his pocket, and looked at Elijah.

Elijah had already stowed his bottle and was waiting on the road.

Both men said nothing and tiptoed towards the main hall.

Once in the main hall, Sean looked at the Ox-head God statue and suddenly laughed.

"Boss, why are you laughing?" only now did Elijah dare to speak.

"Do you know why this Ox-head God sometimes works miracles?"

"I don’t know." The daytime talk had fooled the old monk. Elijah knew that the statue itself couldn’t be true.

"There’s a treasure hidden inside this Ox-head God statue. It’s been enshrined for a long time, and it must have gained some spirituality."

While talking, Sean had already jumped onto the statue’s platform and went around to the back of the Ox-head God. He gently tapped on the statue.

Then, he took out a small knife and carefully pried.

Elijah was already immune to Sean’s extraordinary observation skills and was no longer surprised.

He walked over to Sean, intending to help him.

Both of their eyes were excellent, and there was still faint candlelight in the main hall, so there was no need for a flashlight.

After about seven or eight minutes, Sean slowly pried open the wooden board behind the statue, revealing a hidden space inside.

"Wow, there really is something!"

Elijah looked at the items in the cavity, amazed.

"How about that, smells great, doesn’t it?" Sean handed the pried wooden board to him. "The stuff inside is extraordinary!"

"I knew Buddha Statues could have stuff hidden in their stomachs, but I didn’t expect the god statues in Japan to have the same."

He sighed and then asked Sean, "Boss, how did you find out?"

"I smelled it." Sean was already reaching in to grab the items. As they spoke, he said, "I smelled something other than incense and candles when I entered the main hall."

"Why didn’t I notice that?" Elijah was somewhat unconvinced.

"That’s because you haven’t studied those spices," Sean said with a smile. "I have. When I was treasure hunting in containers, I found some spices. I studied them."

By now, he had taken out the treasure from the stomach of the Ox-head God statue - a highly exquisite Avalokitesvara Buddha statue, about 20 centimeters tall, and carved from the precious and rare black Aquilaria Crassna, worth much more than gold!

The statue was quite large, and judging by its weight, it was nearly a kilogram!

This was unbelievable!

Technically, Aquilaria Crassna was not the same as eaglewood.

Black Aquilaria Crassna was the essence of eaglewood. Among the various pieces of eaglewood, only a small portion was called Black Aquilaria Crassna!

It looked like rotten wood on the surface, but in fact, its medicinal and aromatic values were extremely high.

In the Herbal Classics of the Han Dynasty, it was recorded: "Wind poison and water swelling, when encountering fire, will spread out various poisons. Eaglewood acquires the spirit of thunder, so it can neutralize the poison. Its pungent aroma enters the spleen and dries dampness, so water swelling can naturally dissipate." In this way, besides its high collection value, eaglewood Aquilaria Crassna was also a precious medicinal material.