The façade of the temple.

[A mediocre broom, made of bamboo branches. 】

Su Xiaobai stood in the open space in front of the temple, holding a broom in his hand and looking up.

The old plaque has been taken down, and now it has been replaced with a red wooden plaque called "Weaver Girl Temple".

The papier-mâché door was also torn down, and old yellow planks were piled aside, replaced by new mahogany.

It's not just cleaning, it's going to be completely renovated!

"Yo, young man from outside, come and help!"

The old carpenter, who was hammering nails with a hammer, stopped what he was doing and shouted at Su Xiaobai.

The other villagers also raised their heads to take a look at the sound, and noticed the black iron nail he tied around his waist, and remained silent.

"Yes, I brought a broom, do I still need someone to sweep the floor?"

Su Xiaobai replied bluntly, and at the same time looked towards the temple.

There are three women cleaning in the inner hall, and it shouldn't be too late for them to join in.

"That's definitely needed, thank you!"

"It's fine."

Su Xiaobai politely responded to the carpenter's thanks, and stepped into the threshold with a broom.

This should be one of the few leisure times after entering this place, sweeping the floor and cleaning the temple, which feels pretty good.

This temple is not very big, and there were originally three helpers for cleaning, but now Su Xiaobai has also joined, and after an hour and a half, it was basically cleaned up.

Because the ground is dirt, there is no need to wet and mop again, which saves a lot of time.

After finishing the work, Su Xiaobai sat back on the bench again, and there were still two hours before the pharmaceutical was completed.

"There's nothing to do now, so let's touch the fish, anyway, Old Man Han doesn't know."

Su Xiaobai leaned his head against the wall, thinking to himself, and decided to take a break.

The scorching sunlight shone in through the outer door, making the whole temple bright, clean and empty, and looking very comfortable, but without the previous sense of desolation and decay.

In my ears, the crisp sound of knocking iron fluctuated undulatingly, accompanied by the excited discussions of the villagers, making the temple lively and rejuvenated.

Most of them talk about the Qixi temple fair at night, the stars in the sky, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and the spectacle of the two of them meeting across the Milky Way at night.

Su Xiaobai watched everything quietly on the side, feeling the long-lost relaxation and comfort.

The crowd was bustling, walking back and forth in the inner hall, some were mending the windows, some were wiping the four pillars, and some were sitting opposite Su Xiaobai, also idle and had nothing to do.

It seems that there must be enough manpower, and the cleaning of the temple is quickly completed.

Another hour passed, and Su Xiaobai was squinting his eyes and taking a nap at this time, when suddenly, the wheels outside were grunting, as if he was carrying something.

In a trance, he got up in response and walked outside.

When they walked outside the door, the carriage also happened to stop in front of the door, and the body was loaded with a brand-new Tanabata paper-making figure.

The paper man has hollow eyes, but he is gorgeously dressed and clean, and the paper man in the last row is somewhat familiar.

Dressed in a blood-red garment and wrapped around a five-colored rope in her left hand, she stood quietly in the last place.

Looking at it, as if seeing the paper lady again, Su Xiaobai's heart chuckled.

"Like, too much. The makeup and corset are simply carved out of a mold. ”

"The only difference is that this newly made paper-binding man doesn't have eyes."

Su Xiaobai sighed a few words, then came back from his trance, and his eyes fell on the old man next to the car.

At the moment, there were only three of them, and they were carefully carrying the paper-bound man out of the carriage.

After that, if you want to move to the temple, even if one person holds one, it will take three trips, and there will definitely be not enough manpower.

Seeing such a situation, Su Xiaobai consciously stepped forward.

"Just in time! You move one in first and put it in the first row. ”

The long-bearded old man on the opposite side saw Su Xiaobai coming and commanded loudly.

"No problem."

Su Xiaobai also responded quickly, picked up the purple-clothed lady with the knife in his hand, and turned to leave.

After only a few breaths, he successfully put the purple-clothed lady on the table, and without the dove occupying the magpie's nest, the space was still very spacious.

One after another, a few more village boys stepped forward and put several other paper-binding figures on the pedestal, but this time, they gasped for breath.

Su Xiaobai didn't feel anything, turned around and continued to walk outside the temple.

When the old man outside saw him coming, he probed slightly, stretched out his hand to greet him, and at the same time, he commanded Su Xiaobai: "There is still the last Weaver Girl, just move it up and it's over!" ”

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Su Xiaobai didn't slack off, and immediately responded.

Then he walked out, looking into the car, but only the lady in red was left.

"What are you doing?"

Another urging sound sounded behind him, Su Xiaobai recovered from his shock, and then walked straight to the red-clothed paper figure.

Holding it in the palm of your hand, it weighs a lot, but it doesn't prevent you from completing such a little distance.

Before returning to the incense table, a villager had already stood on the incense table, stretched out his hand, and signaled to take the paper-tied lady.

"Come, this ground is too high, just give it to me."

The villager wiped his sweat and said with a smile on his face.

This saved some trouble, Su Xiaobai handed it over, and when the villagers put it right, the seven paper-binding girls finally returned to their places.

They stood quietly on the steps, facing north, with a dignified demeanor like fairies.

Immediately afterwards, a plate of tribute was brought up and placed on the table in front of the incense table, with Qiaoguo, halva, melon, fruit tea and wine.

Before the Qixi temple fair began, there were already women who came and went to put incense and candles and bow down respectfully.

Su Xiaobai saw that there were more and more villagers rushing to the temple, so he also consciously backed down and walked towards the door.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, the carpenter who was repairing the door suddenly turned his head and stared at him.

"What's the matter?"

Su Xiaobai noticed his gaze, so he turned his head and asked.

The carpenter hung his arm, and instead of responding immediately, he rummaged through his bag, took out a bulging oil bag, and threw it over.

Su Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he accurately inserted it into his hand.

[Yellow paper bag, non-toxic and hygienic, recyclable. 】

In the open mouth of the bag, the browned chicken pieces fell to the bottom of the bag, and a unique roasting fragrance came out, which aroused Su Xiaobai's appetite again.

【Cooked chicken breast, grilled over charcoal fire, can relieve the feeling of fatigue after eating. 】

"This is for me?"

"Yes, there is a tradition of eating chicken during the Qixi Festival. I have one more, and this one will be given to you. ”

"Also, things are pretty much the same here, you can go back first."

He said with a smile, then turned back to his work.

"Okay."

Su Xiaobai also responded politely and accepted the hot food.

After a while, he came to the shade under the trees, and at the same time, he opened the oil paper in his hand.

The meat was fragrant and oily, and he took a bite hard, which was the best reward for his hard work that day.

At this time, there was only half an hour left before the time agreed by Old Man Han.

"Time is limited. After eating this hot food, it's time to make a break with the Buddha. ”

As soon as the words fell, the dark iron nail on his waist trembled, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

It seems that the spell spirit inside is begging Su Xiaobai, hoping to take a sip of the dirty blood from the Buddha...........