Qingshan ancient temple, a faint sandalwood wafted in the air.

In the main hall, there are few bald monks with kind eyebrows and squirming lips, constantly reciting Buddhist scriptures.

In the side hall, Jiang Hongjie led several craftsmen to repair, strings of sawdust slipped down on his fingertips, and beams were dismantled and replaced...

At this moment, Jiang Hongjie's spirit is highly focused.

He was in the old temple, in the wood, in the sound of beating, in the sound of Buddha...

Unlike the tranquility in the side hall of Aoyama Temple, the 'Shengyi) on the north side of the council hall is very lively.

Several old experts came together in twos and threes, their faces were serious and serious, and they pointed in the direction of Li Er while analyzing:

"This is supposed to be repairing the bucket arches that make up the caisson."

I only heard a thin expert, his face was thoughtful, and then he said in a deep voice: "I have checked the information before, the bucket arch on the top of this chicken coop is very difficult, it uses a square bucket to connect the beam to bear the load, and it needs to be calculated accurately, almost not at all." ”

When the words fell, a few old men who came over nodded again and again.

Dougong is a unique structure of Chinese architecture.

At the junction of the column and the beam, the load-bearing structure that protrudes into a bow shape is called the arch from the layer of layers added from the top of the column, and the square wooden block that is cushioned between the arch and the arch is called the bucket, which is collectively called the bucket arch.

In front of the long table, Li Er's expression was calm, and the movements of his subordinates were like flowing water among his peers.

Pieces of old wood seemed to be in his hands for a few moments, and they became blooming flowers.

The eaves and arches supporting the caisson are made, and then the square edges of the well, the round mouth and the ceiling at the four corners...

After making the partially destroyed dismantling materials, Li Er took them and walked to the dismantled wellhead.

Seeing this, several old experts at the forefront were nervous, and their shriveled hands were clenched hard, and they didn't dare to breathe.

They know that this is a difficult time.

The soldiers and civilians behind the old expert also seemed to notice the difference, and they opened their eyes wide, swallowed their saliva, and then stopped making a sound.

I saw that Li Er squatted down gently, held a mortise and tenon joint with one hand, and stretched out lightly to the edge of the dismantled well...

'Snap Tower'

With a crisp sound, the component seemed to be fixed.

Then Li Er's movements remained unchanged, and his subordinates were steady and fast.

Under the gaze of everyone, in the continuous sound of 'popping tower', the circular wooden circle was jointed by tenon...

It is obviously a very difficult connection, but in Li Er's hands, it is very simple, like a wonderful pen.

"Install 16 compass lines of 'yang horses', and then embed carved plates." The thin old expert watched Li Er's movements, and read out a passage recorded in ancient books: "The head stretched out by the yang horse is carved into the shape of a ruyi cirrus cloud..."

"Delicately tenoning thousands of 'yangmu' components one by one to form a dome-shaped thin-shell sphere..."

Each of these descriptions is the same as Li Shixia's actions.

"Today is not in vain, I have learned a lot from Master Li's techniques!"

The thin old expert pushed the frame of his glasses, deliberately controlling his arms so that his arms would not shake violently, only to hear him say again and again.

"Master Li's attainments in mortise and tenon joints are too high." When the bearded restorer surnamed Wang heard this, he replied with a high voice: "This Master Li is really clever, and I have lived to be a dog for half my life." ”

"Genius, probably this is genius!"

......

In addition to a few experts in carving, mural painting and stage, these old scholars invited by Ms. Chen were full of praise for Li Erquan, and even seemed to be overwhelmed by him.

One by one, regardless of Ms. Chen's black face like the bottom of a pot, she kept sighing.

A day passed, Ms. Chen threw up her sleeves and left, only planning to continue to find fault in the subsequent wood carving, painting, and stage.

Soon, however, she found that her plans were being pushed back as the restoration progressed.

The experts she invited began to be convinced one by one, from experts with the purpose of finding faults to old fans who came to learn and apprentice!

It is a wood carving.

The broken pieces of wood carving on the 'Shengyi' came to Li Er's hands, and he only needed to take a look at the traces that could not be worse, and in Li Er's eyes, it seemed that the broken traces could naturally spread downward, so that he could start to carve down along the traces.

Many pictures that have long been lost in his hands have become a matter of course, and they have become pictures that continue the previous story...

At the beginning, Ms. Chen also wanted to accuse Li Er, accusing him of making up the picture herself.

But who would have thought that she had just put forward this meaning, and the first to rebel was the experts she brought, and these experts turned over the boxes and cabinets to cite scriptures to prove Li Er's carving!

I checked the patterns one by one, and finally found that there was indeed a mistake.

However, Ya, it's not Li Er who is wrong, it's the classics in their hands!

It's an installation!

Thousands of components are built little by little.

The dome-shaped thin-shelled spheres form a sturdy skeleton, and the force is extremely precise.

Ms. Chen specially invited a computer modeler to input the conceptual model into the computer for calculation, and the answer was that the force was completely in line with the principle of mechanical heaviness!

Time flies, and it is already two months later in the blink of an eye.

In the final stage of the 'Shengyi' restoration, the roof of the chicken coop has been installed again, and the next step is to start painting, painting, gilding...

Under the top of the huge chicken coop, only Li Er stood on the shelf.

On the side of the shelf, there were many people crowded, including experts invited by Ms. Chen, soldiers and civilians from Qingshan Fort, and restoration craftsmen...

The third master and Miss Wuyu did not get closer, and were still waiting quietly not far away.

Next to them, Ms. Chen frowned, still a little unwilling.

She inquired, this last step is not simple, and it has nothing to do with the previous skills, and it requires a lot of art and the use of paint.

As long as the repair here is not successful, it can still be regarded as a waste of work.

Thinking about it, on the shelf, Li Er began to move.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight fell on the young figure through the wooden frame, and he waved the brushstrokes in his hand, moving freely and freely.

Looking up to observe the color of the 'Shengyi' painting, I picked up the brush and began to debug, when the tone was the same, I quickly lifted the pen and fell straight to the shelf...

The ancient colors are sketched out under Li Er's brush.

Each different part is separated by special lines, the main lines are all powdered and gilded, and one side of the gold line is lined with white powder and halo. Use blue, green, and red to set off the gold...

While painting, you have to wait for it to dry naturally.

The restoration, of the painting, painting, and gilding took Li Er about a week.

A gorgeous stage has finally been reborn under Li Er's hands!

In the evening of that day, most of the soldiers and civilians of Qingshan Fort came, and everyone crowded in front of the 'Shengyi' and looked up.

None of the messengers of the four strange buildings fell, and the third master was on crutches with a solemn face.

Ms. Chen was squeezed out of the crowd and no longer had a proud posture.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the young man on the shelf without blinking, moving with the movement of his brushstrokes.

At this time, the 'Shengyi' has almost been restored, ancient, gorgeous, mysterious, as if it has a strange charm, can make people addicted...

Li Er stood on the shelf, and the big brushstrokes began to sway, and sweat left on his forehead...

When the afterglow of the setting sun sets, when the golden light is reflected on the top of the chicken coop...

In an instant, Li Er pressed the last stroke.

Pen down, pen down!

'Wow! ’

When it was completed, the entire 'Shengyi Station' bloomed with golden light, and the golden light began to spread to the entire Qingshan Pass...