On the day of the summer solstice, the antlers are solved

The sound of cicadas lingering on the shore of Chuxin Lake in the afternoon, Yan Ji took off her shoes and socks and sat on the edge of the small pier for a while, teasing the lake for a while, supporting her body comfortably with her hands, the sun swaying with the treetops, flickering on her little face.

The lakeside is planted with a few willow trees sent by Mo Shao from afar, the willow rustles lightly with the gentle breeze, and the midsummer in the north does not make people crazy and scorching, only the warm and lukewarm that makes people drowsy.

These days, observing Chuxin Lake, due to the abundant rain in spring, the water level of Chuxin Lake has increased significantly, and the lake surface is getting wider and wider.

Perhaps, another entrainment of rain front will come down to Guiwu Mountain, and when the morning fog is full of rain, you will not be able to see the other side.

Looking at the Yanshan District surrounded by temples under construction in the distance, the water source from the mountain behind the flat steps has been cut by Mo Shao to form a shallow waterfall, and the water pavilion corridor around it can view the mountain and the lakeside.

The scenery around the temple has been completed under the magic of the Mo Shao work team, and the temple itself rises by the magnificence of the rock mountain itself.

Mo Shao hollowed out the rock mountain this time, and carved the big Buddha town mountain and the Guanyin standing statue Zhenshui on the rock mountain, and carved nearly a thousand layers of gentle steps around the entire grotto, the steps are anti-slip carved with various postures of lotus, in order to ensure the safety of the large and small Buddha statues and Arhat statues in the grottoes, and set up Sumeru pavilions every 100 steps for pilgrims to rest.

For Mo Shao's meticulous workmanship, Yan Juan was really full of admiration, just briefly imagining the appearance of Yungang Grottoes and Dunhuang Grottoes, and it took a long time for most of the prototypes to come out.

After basking in the comfortable sun, Yan Jiao stretched her waist and got up, and Mo Shao, who happened to be covered in rock ash, came from the rock waterfall.

Seeing that Mo Shao was tired, Yan Jiao hurriedly took off the small porcelain pot from her waist and handed it over.

"Uncle Mo has worked hard!" Sweet smiling faces and sweet wine come together, how many can hold up?

Mo Shao drank it all in one gulp, washed it with the lake water before handing it back to Bai Lu to clean up.

"There is something to do, not hard!" Mo Shao's beard and cheeks are full again, coupled with his unique heroic and hearty laughter, he is not a bearded guest at all.

"The rocks of Guiwu Mountain are about to be emptied by Uncle Mo!"

"Not only can't it be emptied, but it's also very fast, this is really a treasure in Wushan, the girl bought it right, and everything is a treasure."

From the house, wine and bamboo, study, wine store, to the current cave temple, he is so convinced.

"Uncle Mo is kidding me again."

What do you say that she is also a modern hydraulic engineer, reading geology and reviewing geography are necessary, these basic explorations can't be done, what kind of mixed food does she eat?

"No kidding! I... Both...."Mo Shao's words were swallowed in the surprise in front of him.

The girl rarely let him do unintentional things, which made him plant willows on the lakeside a few inches higher than the shore, and the floating dock was fixed a few inches higher.

He looked down at Yan Jiao, who was still playing in the water, and stretched out his hand and said, "Girl, come up." ”

"Sister Bai Lu will clean up and go back to the house first! I'll follow Uncle Mo later. ”

Yan Jiao quickly put her hand, and didn't give Bai Lu a chance to refuse, and didn't even put on her shoes and socks, Mo Shao lifted her on her shoulders and stepped on the painting boat to take off, seeing Bai Lu, who was picking up her embroidered shoes and catching up, looked stunned.

Mo Shao lifted his qi a few times to the commanding heights of Yantai Waterfall, and was surprised to see the speed of the flow of Chuxin Lake and the entire lake.

"The girl already knew that Guiwu Mountain was full of water?"

The water in the col has gone from a silent trickle to a gurgling water into the floodgates, so it seems that water is no problem for crops.

Yan Juan raised a harmless smile and did not answer positively.

After following Mo Shao's exploration and excavation several times, I noticed that the water source in the mountain is sufficient, but there are too many rocky mountains and the waterway is not smooth, which can also explain why after 14 consecutive days of heavy rain, the mountain will not be able to withstand the flood and burst the embankment.

"This year, the rain is sufficient, and the rock mountain of the main peak of Guiwu Mountain has been moved, maybe Uncle Mo will drill a few feet deep into the bottom of the jade net bottle in the hand of the Guanyin statue, and the jade net bottle will gush out to form Guanyin to give Ganlin."

Yan Jiao looked at the compassionate and solemn Guanyin statue that had been completed at the source of the mountain col, and the position of the jade bottle in her hand was the same as the position she had envisioned, and behind the jade bottle was the spring of Guiwu Mountain.

Mo Shao looked at the Yujing bottle suspiciously, and then looked at Yan Ji, the size of the mouth of this bottle was the size of her two heads, if she really dug up the water source.....

Could it be that this is the reason for deliberately keeping Guanyin away from the temple and facing the mountain col?

Even if you look down the mountain, you can see the statue of Guanyin, and the pure jade bottle in your hand is poured into the lake!

As soon as this thought sprouted, Mo Shao's heart was hot, and he hurriedly put Yan Ji on the Buddha's hand where Guanyin held the wish seal, and then jumped on the pure jade bottle, took out the drilling tool from his waist and began to drill the mouth of the bottle.

Yan Ji was leisurely dangling her little feet, sitting obediently waiting for Mo Shao, she has always liked to work with Mo Shao!

How nice! When it comes to meaning, Mo Shao can understand what she wants to do.

Isn't it just miracles that temples care about?

The Buddha's town mountain is just a trivial matter for Mo Shao's construction method, which can find out the rock mountain spring to a natural Guanyin to descend the rain, which can be returned to Wushan Xingmiao without fire?

On the ground, someone quietly and silently ridiculed the wind behind him.

"You little girl is so bold and fat, you dare to sit in the palm of Guanyin's hand!"

Dressed in a crescent-white round-necked robe, with a unicorn jade belt tied around the waist, fluttering in the breeze, who is this not Chengyun?

The young Cheng Yun also has this kind of kung fu that can climb a few feet high Guanyin statue, what is the world like?

Each is a master? Only she is so weak that she knocks out and retrains?

Yan Jiao, who was still dangling her bare feet under the Buddha's hands, looked up at the visitor, pretended to be shocked and took a breath, and her feet stopped in mid-air and did not dare to move.

"Don't you knock on the door when my brother visits?" Yan Jiao stroked her heart and was smooth.

Cheng Yun: "......"

Can you knock on the façade of the statue of Guanyin? The corners of Cheng Yun's mouth twitched, and he unconsciously wanted to pick up the folding fan and knock it down on her head.

Yan Ji seemed to sense his thoughts, and hurriedly protected her head with both hands, but her actions made Cheng Yun put down the folding fan.

"Uncle Mo is dangerous to put the girl here, can I help you take it down the mountain?" Cheng Yun turned to Mo Shao and asked politely and kindly.

After staying in Guiwu Mountain for so long, I haven't met her to go out alone, and the distance between her and Mo Shao is the farthest in recent times.

Mo Shao stopped his movements and looked at Yan Jiao, and asked with a serious look in his eyes: "Is it dangerous?" ”

Yan Ji looked at Mo Shao, then at Cheng Yun, and twisted her eyebrows in response. "It's not dangerous!"

How long has she been galloping with Mo Shao on Guiwu Mountain, which peak and which rock mountain have she never visited?

"Big brother, you can stay and watch Uncle Mo play tricks." Yan Jiao chuckled and patted the Buddha's hand beside her to signal him.

Her generous invitation made Cheng Yun hesitate.

Yan Ji knew that the gesture of the wish seal had the illusion that it would fall down at any time, try his courage just right!

Cheng Yun watched for a long time, and finally picked a slightly upturned index knuckle and lifted the robe and sat down, the little girl could still invite him to sit down indiscriminately, the courage was really heavenly!

After sitting down, Cheng Yun twisted his eyebrows and asked, "What kind of tricks can be changed on the barren mountain?" ”

Yan Jiao raised an innocent smile. "My Uncle Mo is amazing! Brother, don't think about it, just sit back and wait! ”

It's not bad to be bold!

At first, she was also afraid of heights, but during the time when she chased Mo Shao to run the mountain, people did not fatten up but fattened their gall.

"Slender jade shoots wrapped in light clouds......" Cheng Yun saw her smooth little feet dangling between the mountain tops.

Yan Juan turned her head to look at Cheng Yun, drying her feet and asking the scenery: "Can you recite poetry barefoot?" ”

Cheng Yun: "......"

Seeing that he was short of words, Yan Ji giggled again.

"Brother, don't let Uncle Mo be distracted, if this last mile is not done, the whole statue will be useless."

She's really curious! What happened to this young man?

Could it be true that she was taken away from Mo Shao?

Want to have a long talk with a seven-year-old girl?

If you say that you are not confused by charm, you can rely on the words of Jile Mountain to answer the answer.

She really can't touch her head, so it's interesting for him to look at her from afar every day?

"Good!" Cheng Yun pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Yan Jiao ignored his embarrassment, and continued to stare at Mo Shao's movements.

Mo Shao straddled the rhythm of the jade bottle and drilled the bottle mouth, and the bronze disc gradually extended, pushing in a few more inches with internal force each time to bring out the rock block, completely without damaging the structure of the bottle.

The suffocating silence, time flies, neither of them said anything more, until the copper piece approached Guanyin's wrist, Mo Shao felt a different rock movement response, stopped drilling and chiseled and roughly grinded the hole dug through, and Mo Shao beckoned to Yan Jiao after finishing it out.

"The girl can come here!"

"Okay!"

Yan Juan got up neatly and slapped off the dirty ash in her hand, and was about to jump over the Buddha's hand to the pure jade bottle with a lift, when she heard Cheng Yun's scream that he was so frightened that he completely lost his etiquette.

"Girl!"

Yan Jian didn't react to what was happening, but she felt a muffled snort in her back and the familiar sound of bone cracking, and she hurt the flesh pad behind her.

"......" Mo Shao sat on the jade bottle and held his forehead, unable to bear to look at it.

"What are you stopping me from doing?" Yan Jiao was so painful that her teeth cracked, and she tried to suppress the urge to greet her ancestors.

She lifted her breath and flew out of the gravitational acceleration of the Buddha's hand, and was pulled back by Cheng Yun's eventful hand, and the two fell into the palm of the Buddha's hand.

"......" Chengyun was speechless for a while, especially when he was hit by Yan Ji's rebound force, and he was sure that the world was spinning in pain!

The little girl really has a kung fu foundation.....

"You don't think I'm going to jump into the lake, do you?" Yan Jiao, who was in pain, clenched her fists and resisted the urge to beat Cheng Yun.

"Are you alright?" Cheng Yun endured the pain and helped her up, not forgetting to ask her first, trying his luck, the pain in his chest forced him to choke.

This cough touched the broken ribs, Cheng Yun grabbed the thumb of the Buddha's hand and tried his best to endure the pain and coughed a few times, and the blood overflowed to his lips.

Yan Ji looked at the pseudo-man who would rather grab the Buddha's hand and cough wildly than look back at her, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Before you are crowned, you are unwilling to ask for help for an unrealistic face?

Would it be better to hold the Buddha's hand than to look for her?

"Brother, are you alright? I ask you that. Yan Ji tugged at his robe and said with an innocent face: "Guanyin can't save you, I can save you." ”

Cheng Yun: "......"