The scene in front of him was bizarre. There were statues of gods wearing Daoist robes and statues of monks wearing kasayas.
There were also many statues that looked like humans, but not really.
Wang Dequan was dazzled.
Looking at the bottom of a cabinet in the corner, Wang Dequan almost fell to the ground in shock.
There was a pitch-black god statue under the cabinet.
The statue had dark skin, a green face, and fangs; it was also stepping on someone.
The style was as different as it could be.
"Brother Wang, are you alright?" Gao Xinran asked with concern.
"I'm fine. I'm fine."
Wang Dequan patted his chest. Fortunately, he did not have a heart attack.
If someone with heart disease saw this, they would definitely be scared out of their wits.
If someone wanted to worship a god statue, then so be it. Couldn't they just get a proper god statue?
Why did she have to get something that looked like a ghost?