Temples are not the same as temples and temples.

Both the temple and the temple are mainly for people to practice, and they belong to the category of yang houses, even if there are statues of gods and bodhisattvas designed to inspire monks to improve their own cultivation.

The temple focuses on worship and sacrifice, and is generally divided into the ranks of the Yin House.

The ancient tomb of Dongfeng Tea Farm is a small dragon shape, the golden dragon chair in the main chamber of the ancient tomb is pressed on the sarcophagus, and the white qi guarding the tomb has a tendency to turn into Jiao, which shows the good feng shui.

Although Li Changqing had cut off the Longmen Stone, allowing the main body of the ancient tomb and the comatose Bai Qi to sink deep into the ground, the potential danger had not yet been resolved.

Compared with Bai Qiu, who has a tendency to turn into Jiao, the existence of suppressing the existence in the sarcophagus with the golden dragon chair makes Li Changqing even more jealous, and Bai Qiu's role is only to ensure the safety of the one in the sarcophagus before he wakes up!

Once the one in the sarcophagus absorbs enough dragon qi and awakens and breaks through the ground, it may pose a huge threat to Li Jiaao and even Guyang County, Wen'an City, and even Zhongjiang Province!

Uncle Qin may also understand this, but their family has been a tomb keeper for generations, and their duties are the same as Bai Qiu, so Uncle Qin didn't tell Li Changqing how to deal with the one in the sarcophagus, but when he was chatting, he occasionally deliberately talked about the future of the one in the sarcophagus!

Li Changqing participated in the construction of the Sanqing Temple in Lijiaao, and also considered using the Sanqing Temple to suppress the sarcophagus.

Sanqing is the supreme god of Taoism, and it is the best choice to use the incense of Sanqing Temple to suppress the one in the sarcophagus.

Professor Xie Manshan, who was in charge of the archaeological excavation of Dongfeng Tea Farm, dug three feet into the ground and only dug up some ancient bricks and tiles, and nothing else, and Xie Manshan was also very jealous of Dongfeng Tea Farm, so he hurriedly ended the archaeological excavation project of Dongfeng Tea Farm, and the town reassigned Dongfeng Tea Farm to Li Jiaao.

Now the Dongfeng Tea Farm belongs to the collective assets of Lijiaao, which is just used to build the Sanqing Temple.

"Uncle Jianguo, I think Xiangshuigou is quite suitable!"

Xiangshuigou is where the ancient tomb is located, Li Changqing did not show his true intentions, and it is useless to say these things, but will cause panic among the villagers.

"That's good, anyway, the tea leaves in Dongfeng Tea Field don't sprout!", Li Jianguo doesn't care, in his opinion, what Li Changqing said is right.

"Uncle Jianguo, Dongfeng Tea Farm is now our collective asset of Lijiaao, we must make the best use of it, starting tomorrow, arrange some villagers to prune the old leaves of the tea tree, now the lunar calendar is only the beginning of August, the light, the temperature is still very suitable, maybe by next month will grow new shoots!"

In the past, the tea trees in the Dongfeng Tea Farm did not grow new tea, mainly due to the impact of the leakage of evil qi in the ancient tombs, but now the ancient tombs have sunk deep underground, and the problem naturally does not exist, Li Changqing said with great confidence.

"Cheng, although the tea is not worth much now, you can drink it at home! You go and get busy with yours, I have nothing to do here!"

Li Jianguo wrote it down and thought about how to arrange the work when he went back.

"Hmm!", Li Changqing smiled, thinking to himself, how could his tea in the Dongfeng Tea Farm be worthless!

After returning to Zhong Nanshan, Li Changqing carved with a knife with a tree root in his spare time while studying, after all, after the Sanqing Temple was built, it was necessary to set up the statue of the Sanqing god.

Statues are extremely important to temples, not only the face of a temple, but also because a statue must have a god before it can be concentrated!

Li Changqing plans to carve the three statues of the gods by himself, and there will be a period of time after the Sanqing Temple is built.

The next week or so passed very peacefully, except for Tuesday and Thursday when Li Changqing went to Wen'an College to attend classes, he read books and carved portraits in Zhong Nanshan, and the broken wood chips on the ground accumulated a thick layer.

"Brother Qing, I have finally reclaimed all your abandoned land, I can follow you in the future, right?"

Li Changliang carried a hoe, went to the wooden shed to sit down, and after taking a big sip of water, he said to Li Changqing triumphantly.

Li Changqing was carving a person in his hand, only the eyes were not finished, and he focused his spirit on the carving knife, the sharp tip of the knife danced in the puppet's eye socket, and a pair of beautiful eyes like autumn water appeared in an instant.

"Hey, Brother Qing, isn't this my master's granddaughter Zhou Shutong Sister Zhou? You, the great sage who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, shouldn't you have a crush on someone's family!"

Li Changliang recognized the puppet in Li Changqing's hand at a glance, some time ago, his father's teacher, Mr. Zhou, took his granddaughter to recuperate at his house for a period of time, and in the end, Li Changqing cured Mr. Zhou, looking at Li Changqing with a suspicious face.

"Hey, it's a little bit worse after all!"

Li Changqing sighed, threw the puppet into the fire and burned it, his own attainments in calligraphy and painting are very deep, after being familiar with the way the carving knife is used, the carved characters are lifelike and vivid, but he feels that the puppet's eyes are swollen and always lacks a trace of charm.

"Brother Qing, the carving is better than those handicrafts on TV, what a pity to burn it!

Li Changliang looked at the pain in his flesh, and he couldn't wait to reach out to the fire and snatch the puppet out.

Now that you have completed the task I assigned to you, you will not go to the mountains in the future, go to the Dongfeng Tea Farm and help prune the tea trees!"

Li Changqing put down the carving knife in his hand, looked at his cousin, his skin was much darker than before, but he looked more energetic, he was quite relieved in his heart, and said.

"Brother Qing, according to the routine, in the next step, shouldn't you pass on my entry cheats or something?", Li Changliang asked with a wink.

"After the tea trees in Dongfeng Tea Farm are pruned, I will teach you!"

"Okay! If you can't conquer me when the time comes, I'll tell you about secretly carving Sister Zhou!"

Three days later, the wall outside the Sanqing Temple in Xiangshuigou of Dongfeng Tea Field had been built.

After half a month of conditioning, Zhang Jiaye's illness was basically cured after drinking the Sun and Moon Buyuan Soup prepared by Li Changqing every day, and his complexion was ruddy, lively and powerful, no different from a normal child.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong with Jiaye's body, but for the sake of insurance, you'd better take Jiaye to the hospital for a review!"

In the health center of Lijiaao, Li Changqing talked to Zhang Mingliang about Zhang Jiaye's physical condition.

"Uh-huh, Master Li, I really don't know how to thank you......! , I can only kneel for you!"

Zhang Mingming, a dignified seven-foot man, choked up and said that he was going to kneel and kowtow to Li Changqing after hearing that Zhang Jiaye had recovered.

Li Changqing grabbed it and said, "I helped Jia Ye out of my own volition, you don't owe me anything!"

On the occasion of parting, Zhang Jiaye was also very reluctant, this little girl who could face death strongly, cried into tears!

Goodbye, friends of Li Jiaao!

After Li Changqing drove Zhang Mingliang and Zhang Jiaye away, as soon as he returned to the village, Li Jianguo ran over in a hurry and said breathlessly: "Qingwa, something strange has happened!"