"Crunch ......"

Opened, somewhat dilapidated doors.

Looking into the house, I only saw a corner of the house, and there seemed to be traces of rain falling.

There are even traces of rain underground.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zhen's whole person couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth slightly:

"It seems that the renovation of the Taoist temple is urgent."

"At the very least, the bricks and tiles must be pasted well, otherwise the things in the house will be easy to break."

Don't look at this temple, there are more than a dozen houses, but most of the houses are not empty, and there are all kinds of things.

After all, they can be regarded as a reclusive practice.

If you don't have anything in your daily life, then your life is all a problem, let alone practice.

Holding the natural broom woven from the growing plants and trees, Yuzhen first swept the cobwebs of the house, and then walked to the depths of the house.

"Fortunately, the two bags of wormwood in the store are not wet, otherwise, the grass will have to be removed in two days, which is not a good job."

When I looked closely, I saw that two large nylon bags that were one person tall were bulging, as if they were stuffed with something.

What's more, the bag has a dry appearance.

This means that the wormwood inside has not been soaked by rainwater, and it is still dry and can be used normally.

After all, no one wants to work more.

The road on this mountain is not very easy to walk, and it is really hard to get hundreds of catties of wormwood down.

And it's old wormwood.

This thing, burned in the Taoist temple, can not only worship the gods, but also has a certain medicinal value.

"Hey!"

One hand lifted the compressed wormwood bag with nearly 100 catties, and then Yuzhen walked out of the door with a series of tools.

Look up and look into the distance.

Today's weather was very good.

Therefore, he is naturally full of energy.

First, he opened the bag, took out a lot of wormwood inside, pinched it, and made nearly twenty catties, and then he threw the big bag back again:

"More than 20 catties of incense, I think it will be able to be used for a while, and the rest will be made in a few days."

Throwing back the big bag, he picked up the stone grinder from the side, and began to knead and crush the wormwood in it.

Moxa has to be crushed hard.

The main thing is that this thing has to be dry enough, otherwise, it won't work very well.

It's also a good thing that he's in good shape.

Otherwise, more than 20 catties of moxa wool need to be constantly rolled out, which is really a lot of effort.

"Whew...... It's finally done. ”

Looking at the mugwort in front of me that was crushed and crushed by myself, I felt a sense of accomplishment, which was really a lot.

Immediately afterwards, he crushed the soft adhesive that he had already glued with Chinese medicine, and finally mixed it into this large pile of moxa:

"Whoa......

The head of the pocket is a scoop of water.

More than 20 catties of moxa wool came out, it was really amazing.

It's no longer enough to use your hands alone.

So he picked up the clean shovel in the Taoist temple, and then began to mix it continuously.

Wait until it's almost done.

He grabbed a little bit with his hands, and then began to rub it on the wooden tool.

Incense like this is actually very simple to make.

After all, this doesn't require how good it is, and it is the most ordinary one made in Taoist temples.

The most important thing is to come to the incense Taoist temple and do not charge money.

We are a descendant temple, and whoever comes can't say anything.

It took an afternoon, and more than 20 catties of incense had been finished, and all of them were rubbed into small fine incense by him.

This thing is wet and needs to be dried.

Fortunately, this is on the mountain, and there are a lot of baskets in the house for drying medicine, otherwise you really can't get these things:

"I'm done with all this stuff."

……

After constantly rubbing the incense, drying and tying all the incense, and receiving it in the warehouse, Yuzhen walked to the dark place of his Taoist temple and looked at the soil that he had reconciled.

Look into the corner.

I only saw that this had been soaked by him for many days, and he had been putting soil and water one after another, and the soil for the tree fibers had been well wetted.

Saw this scene.

Yu Zhen's whole person smiled at this time:

"Fortunately, it hasn't rained for the past few days, and it seems that the Taoist temple should be able to repair all the roofs before the rainy season comes."

Thinking of this, he took out a shovel from the next room to repair the house.

First, he took a small shovel and shoveled a pot of soil.

Immediately afterwards, he put the shovel in the basin, and finally looked at the position, and the whole person kicked and mentioned:

"Whoosh!"

With the strength of the bricks and tiles, as well as the strength of the wood, he jumped over the courtyard wall more than three meters high like a civet:

Wow.

It's like a cornice.

The whole person ran on the bricks, and the bricks and tiles kept making crisp noises.

The old bricks are naturally not strong.

The most important thing is to stand on the top of the Taoist temple, and the naked eye can see most of the bricks and tiles on the roof of this Taoist temple, which are uneven, and the ages are also different.

This is all patched up by later generations.

Leaking rain, that's really nothing to say.

Skillfully lifted the tiles, and then Tamajin began to paste his own mud like a pasteer, and then counted the number of bricks and tiles.

That's it.

Thus began a project called the Rush to Repair the Taoist Temple.

The stones of the mountain behind have suffered.

But all the stones that are a little thinner and a little smaller are basically beaten by Yuzhen with his own small hammer, and they are hammered into the right size to decorate the roof.

After all, I grew up in a Taoist temple.

If you carve this kind of craft, although you are not a master carver, but chisel the shape of a tile, it is absolutely fine.

What's more, he's super physical.

In addition, Mingjin has become.

The whole person held a small hammer, and the destructive power soared directly, and it simply flew up.

Ding Ding Ding.

Dangdangdang.

Every day there was a constant sound of banging.

In front of Yu Zhen, a martial arts master who is like a hard-working little bee, has very great strength and super endurance.

It lasted several days.

The roof of the entire Taoist temple was renovated by him, and two basins of mountain spring water were put on the slope, proving that his decoration was still fruitful.

"It's not leaky!"

Standing in the house and looking at the place where his house used to leak, no longer leaking, Yuzhen's whole face couldn't help but show a smug smile.

This kind of building their own house.

Completely busy for their own career, who knows.

It's really satisfying.

However, just when he had just finished renovating the house, ready to see if there was anything else in the Taoist temple that he needed to continue to decorate, he knocked it out with a small hammer.

The originally quiet Taoist temple actually welcomed guests again.