Lin Wenfeng walked out of the room early the next morning, when the sky was not yet dawn, and it was still dark, but with his eyesight, it was not difficult to find that the ground was already covered with snow.

It seems that it snowed quite heavily last night.

As Lin Wenfeng said yesterday, the temperature has indeed dropped very much.

As for how powerful it is, just look at Tang Xiaobao.

I saw Tang Xiaobao reluctantly walked out of the room, and ran back in an instant, why? It was because he didn't expect it to be so cold.

When he came out again, he could clearly feel that he had gained weight again.

When he came to Lin Wenfeng's side and looked at him, he was obviously frozen into a dog, but looking at Lin Wenfeng, he was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Asked: "Master, aren't you cold, why are you still wearing so little!"

Lin Wenfeng replied, "I don't feel it." ”

Lin Wenfeng really didn't feel anything, with his current cultivation, he could basically do it without intrusion from cold and heat, and besides, it was inconvenient to wear so thick in the winter, and he was tied.

After the morning class, Lin Wenfeng said to Tang Xiaobao: "You are not busy exercising today, first clean up the snow inside and outside the Taoist temple, and I will talk about the rest when I come back." ”

After saying that, he walked out of the temple.

Tang Xiaobao originally wanted to ask him what he was going to do, and he didn't eat breakfast, but Lin Wenfeng didn't give him a chance at all.

Lin Wenfeng came to the big tree that had been struck by lightning yesterday to check.

I saw that the tree with a diameter of thirty or forty centimeters was fiercely split by lightning from the top, and the crack continued until the middle before stopping, and half of the split part was still standing firmly, but there was no life, and the other half had broken into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Lin Wenfeng looked at the pieces of wood in the snow and found that they were as charred as the side that was still standing, but when he picked it up and held it in his hand, he could clearly feel that although these pieces of wood looked like charcoal on the surface and had no life, they were still alive inside and were not completely dead.

Because these pieces of wood still maintain the toughness that wood should have, if it really turns into charcoal, Lin Wenfeng will definitely break it with a light break, and it will be useless.

So Lin Wenfeng immediately returned to the Taoist temple, he wanted to bring back these pieces of wood, but he couldn't finish it at once, so he came back and prepared to take the back and bring them back at one time.

Tang Xiaobao saw Lin Wenfeng, who came back, and asked, "Master, do you need help?"

Lin Wenfeng said no, just let him do his own thing, don't worry about him.

Tang Xiaobao had no choice but to continue to sweep the snow with a broom.

But after a while, Lin Wenfeng came back with a load of wood on his back.

"Master, where did you get this charcoal, and if you still have it, I'll go get some and come back, just like that, it won't take two days to burn. Tang Xiaobao saw the black wood on his back, it was obvious that he was using it for heating.

After Lin Wenfeng poured the wood on the ground, he said to him: "Who told you that this is charcoal, and where did the charcoal come from on this mountain?" ”

"So what is this? I don't think it's any different from charcoal, eh~. Tang Xiaobao picked up a piece from the ground and looked at it, but as soon as the wooden block arrived, he noticed that something was wrong.

This really didn't seem to be what he thought, if it was charcoal, it would be impossible for such a piece of a one-meter-long thing to have this kind of weight, he scratched the blackened place with his fingernails and found that it was only charred on the surface, and there was no difference between it and ordinary wood inside.

Tang Xiaobao didn't understand, even if it wasn't charcoal, it was useless except for cooking and heating, and asked, "Master, what are you carrying all this wood back for?" The firewood in the kitchen is still enough. ”

Lin Wenfeng saw that he didn't know what it was, so he explained: "These logs fell from the tree that was split by lightning yesterday. ”

Tang Xiaobao let out an 'oh~' and continued to look at him, with that kind of expression on his face.

Lin Wenfeng continued: "This kind of wood that has been split by lightning is called lightning strike wood, this kind of wood has the effect of suppressing evil and warding off evil in our Taoist spells, so it is often made into magic weapons, but this kind of wood is hard to find, and I have seen it for the first time, and there are so many, so I carried them all back." ”

After Lin Wenfeng explained to him, he was ready to start processing these woods, and he was going to make a magic weapon for himself to wear on his body, after all, the entire Wenfeng Temple except for the sword that had been passed down for several generations, but he couldn't hang the sword on his waist wherever he went.

took out the carving knife from the room, found a seat and sat down and was about to make a move, only to find that Tang Xiaobao was still standing there stupidly looking at him.

Lin Wenfeng looked around, and saw that the snow in the yard had almost been processed, and said to him: "Since the snow has been almost swept away, then don't be idle, since there is no way to climb the mountain, then you can run a hundred laps around the Taoist temple first, let's go." ”

After arranging Tang Xiaobao, Lin Wenfeng thought about what kind of magic weapon he should make, and it was best to carry this kind of thing with him.

I really have a good idea for a while.

Lin Wenfeng suddenly slapped his thigh as if he had thought of something, so he immediately began to sketch on a piece of lightning strike wood.

When Tang Xiaobao came back from running, he saw what Lin Wenfeng was already polishing and asked, "Master, how did you make a string of prayer beads, isn't this something that only monks use." ”

That's right, what Lin Wenfeng thought of was a rosary, and it wouldn't look weird to carry it in this style.

Hearing Tang Xiaobao's words, Lin Wenfeng raised his head and said to him with a smile: "I knew that you would say this when you saw it, this is also what ordinary people think, but I want to tell you that rosary beads are not only in Buddhism, but other religions also have their own rosaries, but the names are different;

Our Taoism called the rosary 'flowing beads' at the earliest, which is more ancient than the time used in Buddhism, as early as the end of the Han Dynasty and the beginning of the Wei and Jin dynasties, Taiji Ge Xiangong first used the rosary as the purpose of reciting the holy name;

So it's only natural that I make rosaries. ”

Tang Xiaobao nodded after hearing this, and then he realized that this was the case, and he thought that the rosary was something that only monks would use.

In fact, he can't be blamed for this, who let him see the rosary every time he sees it on the monk, so he left this impression.

Looking at the rosary that Lin Wenfeng held in his hand and gradually took shape, Tang Xiaobao also wanted one, didn't Lin Wenfeng say it, this thing can suppress evil and ward off evil.

Although I've never seen anything dirty, I'm prepared, and if I really encounter it one day, it's a psychological comfort at the worst.

"Master, see if you can make one for me too. Tang Xiaobao asked with a grin.

Lin Wenfeng blew the sawdust on his hand and said to him: "There is still a lot of wood, if you want to, you can do it yourself." ”

So there were two big men sitting in the courtyard, and one of them carved something on this piece of wood.