Since the old man wants to build a house, then the wood selected must be exquisite, look at this cliff, but there are rare insects, the choice of wood is still good to prevent insect moth, and the old man is practicing here, it seems that the age must be very long, think about the age of the practitioner, the old age is as much as a dog, and the age of the year is full of hope, the selection of materials needs to be sturdy and durable, not to deal with it alone, or to be careful.

Fang Yi thought about it, looked at the trees on both sides of the stairs and thought about how to build a house, and he didn't have a clue how to build a house, so he first took local materials.

"Fat Lang God, what kind of wood do you say is better for this wood?" Fang Yi asked.

"The wood in this forest is very strong, I don't think it's wrong to use it as a building material, what needs to be paid attention to is whether the wood is symmetrical and stable when stacked!" Fang Yi analyzed.

"What you said makes sense, I can't see that you know a lot!" Fang Yi was slightly admired.

"Although I seem small, I am also a person who has lived for a long time, and I have learned a lot of things without opinions, and with a little experience, what can't I?" said Fat Lang Shen boasted.

"Okay, okay, I know you know a lot!" The steering wheel interrupted the words of the fat man, it is better to get the wood first, there is a strong body, everything can be done with half the effort, this thing is like a hanging, this is the only protagonist aura of Fang Yi here.

Cutting down trees, and then carrying the cliff on his back, this is easy for Fang Yi to be familiar with, when he was in Muliang City, Fang Yi started to practice from cutting trees, and the experience accumulated is immeasurable.

Although the "process" is familiar, but the environment is unfamiliar, when in Muliang City, most of them are straight avenues, but here you need to climb the mountain, and your physical strength is also a lot of strength.

"Whew~ It's not something that ordinary people can do to carry things up the mountain, not to mention carrying this large section of wood on their backs!" Fang Yi said, fortunately, Fang Yi had the strength to induce Qi at this time, and using Gang Qi could increase a little bit of physique without premature collapse.

"It's okay! After all, you are still only a mortal realm, you have not entered the true stream, and you don't have the ability to move mountains and seas, it is already very good to be able to do this!"

During the period of cutting trees, Fang Yi used the meteorite axe skillfully, after all, in Muliang City, Fang Yi had already practiced the technique of cutting trees, plus he had neglected to sharpen the meteorite axe in the past few days, the weight was not very heavy, and it was just right to put it on his hand, and he soon collected a lot of wood.

Looking at the wood stacked after hard work, the sense of accomplishment in Fang Yi's heart spontaneously arises, the wood used to build the house has almost accumulated, and the rest is how to build a small grass house!

"Is this house tied with rope?" Fang Yi asked himself.

"Tie it with a rope, there are indeed a lot of vines in the woods, but they are still not as strong as this wood, and if you want to be strong and durable, you still need to think of some other way!" said the fat man as he touched the wood.

Fang Yi thought that in the previous life, all the nails used to build a wooden house could be linked, and now there is nowhere to follow the nails in this situation, and it is not easy to say what material the nails are made of, simply using iron, the environment here is humid, and it is estimated that it will be oxidized after a long time, look at the grass house next to it, and I don't know what method to fix it.

"It's really hard to get it, since there is a template of a grass house here, it can still be embarrassed to be like this. Fang Yi touched his head and was distressed.

"Why don't you ask the master?" said the fat man, with a hint of attention.

"Okay, I'll try!" Fang Yi agreed.

Fang Yi walked to the grass hut, heard movement inside, and wanted to come to the old man at two o'clock every day, and there was nowhere to go, and he didn't know what to do in the house.

"Knock! knock!" Fang Yi knocked on the door.

"The house is ready?" said the old man's voice.

"No!" Fang Yi returned outside the door.

"Why didn't you knock?" said the old man, and the door did not open.

"Well, the timber has been collected, but I don't know how to build it! How do I build a house? I'm afraid it won't be long before I build it. Fang Yi asked the old man in the house.

"Come and ask me about such a simple matter, go figure it out yourself!" the old man in the room drove Fang Yi away, his voice sounding quite unpleasant.

"Disturb the old man!" Fang Yi said and left in a huff.

Fang Yi returned to the wood with a depressed face, and the fat man god was bouncing around on the wood, seemingly treating this place as a playground.

"How is it?" the fat man saw Fang Yi come back and asked, in fact, looking at Fang Yi's face, he knew that he didn't get a good fruit.

"No, the old man ignored me!" Fang Yi complained and continued to look at the wood, holding an axe in his hand and chopping lightly.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Fang Yi tapped the wood, and a crisp sound resounded throughout the cliff.

"Huh?" Fang Yi looked at the grooves knocked out and let out a sigh of surprise.

"What's wrong?" Fat Lang God heard Fang Yi's voice, jumped down from the wood, and landed beside Fang Yi.

"I have thought of a way!" Fang Yi said with a sudden flash of inspiration.

"What's the solution?" puzzled the fat man.

"Wait a minute!," Fang Yi said.

I saw Fang Yi holding the meteorite axe in his hand, raising and falling with his hand, three times and five divided by two, cutting a groove on the wood, this groove is square, concave inside, and the depth accounts for one-third of the wood cutting surface, and it is generally square at the end of the log.

"How's it going?" Fang Yi asked the fat man god.

"Hmm~ It looks like this is a good effort, look at this cut surface is smooth, flat, and exquisitely crafted!"

Fang Yi pulled out a few counting lines on his head, this fat man didn't see what to do, yes, there was no experience in his previous life here, ordinary people couldn't understand Fang Yi's purpose.

"Eh~ I was wrong, I shouldn't have asked now!You wait!" Fang Yi said to the fat man god.

Fang Yi picked up the axe again, and found another piece of wood, the current Fang Yi's strength is amazing, since comprehending the Dao Body Sutra, Fang Yi's physical fitness has risen sharply, this kind of change was unimaginable in the previous life.

Fang Yi cut the same groove in another log, and it was the same as before, square, occupying a third of the cut surface, and it looked the same as before.

"You're looking at it this time!" Fang Yi lifted the log, put the log groove perpendicular to the other log groove, and lowered it.

"How's that?" Fang Yi shouted at the end of the log.

"Huh?" the fat man looked at the big gap and let out a puzzled voice.

"What's wrong?" Fang Yi walked over from the last section, and asked without hearing the fat man god reply just now.

"That's your idea?" asked the fat man, pointing to the gap left by the overlapping grooves of the logs, looking down to look like a telescope.

"Oh!" Fang Yi's expression turned out to be the same after seeing it.

"Boom!" it was an axe, and under the heavy knocking of the groove of the log, the two grooves finally only fit together, and there was not much gap to be seen.

Fang Yi lifted the wood and shook it from side to side, trying to see if it was firm, during the shaking period, the log did not loosen and was very stable, so it seems that this method should be feasible.

"Awesome! This way of splicing, with the original wood, can last longer than the time of winding with vines! What is the principle?" Seeing this, the fat man asked a question, and the mystery in this is actually clear at a glance.

"Hehe, this is called mortise and tenon structure!" Fang Yi said confidently.

"Mortise and tenon structure?" the fat man seemed to have heard of this word for the first time.

"You don't know this, right! You still have old experience! You're also a little kid!" Fang Yi seemed to have found confidence here, and he lost his fat god.

"Cut~ I can see this mystery at a glance!" the fat man returned unconvinced.

This is what I saw in a book, and many buildings should be in use now, maybe not by that name! This kind of two and two are embedded together, firm and do not need to be tied, eliminating the waste caused by winding, and the trouble caused by different materials and different service years. Fang Yi said, in fact, this mortise and tenon structure is still seen in the books of the past world, but I didn't expect that now is the time to practice, and it is just right to build a house.

"Uh-huh!" Fat Lang God nodded in agreement when he heard what Fang Yi said, looking like he had never heard of it.

"Learned?" Fang Yi said with a slight sneer.

"I learned!ahh

"Alright! Alright, I know you know everything!" Fang Yi waved his hand in agreement, but his face was smiling, and what he wanted to express was clear at a glance.

"Now there's a way to start building a house!" said the fat man, who didn't see it.

Fang Yi looked at the excited appearance of the fat man, and also admired his ingenuity a little, thinking that there was still room to play here, if he was still idle before, he was depressed every day.

"Now that you have the way, let's start laying the foundation!" Fang Yi said.

"What??" asked the fat man, stopping his bouncing movements.

"That's right! There is no foundation to build a house, won't it fall down as soon as the wind hangs up?" Fang Yi saw that the fat man was puzzled and answered.

"There's no strong wind here! there's a cool breeze every day!" said the fat man with a roll of his eyes.

"Prevention is better than prevention, just in case, building a house must be strong and reliable, so that there is a sense of security, if it is light, it is better to take the sky as a quilt and the earth as a seat!" Fang Yi said seriously.

"Well, you're right!" the fat man agreed.

It's rare for such a friend to listen to his own opinions, if he said anything before, who listened, he just laughed at it, but now Fang Yi feels slowly happy.

Fang Yi came to the open space not far from the thatched hut, squatted down and touched the soil, "Well, it's quite soft!" "This is a cliff, the soil should not be very deep, the soil is soft, and it still needs to be suppressed, under the soil should be the rocks of Yuejian Mountain, and it is better to dig it."

Fang Yi used the axe to attach the gang qi and threw it at the dirt, there was no shovel here, and now he could only dig the dirt in a simple and crude way!