(For @天天天神六)

The little carpenter was very surprised, but he still took it and asked, "Why did he suddenly send me a painting?"

Mr. Li did not answer, but began to pack up the paper and pen. After finishing his work, he said slowly: "It's time for me to leave. This painting should be used as a gift to thank you for taking care of me these days."

The little carpenter waved his hand quickly and said, "How could I take care of you?" You clearly gave me some advice, and taught me a lot, and also gave me some insights into craftsmanship. In this way, I should be the one who should thank you."

Mr. Li smiled and said that the benefits are from each other. If you think this painting is hot and difficult to take, then you will burn it. Anyway, the things I gave will never be taken back.

Mr. Li is a calm and silent person and rarely smiles on weekdays.

And at this moment, he obviously smiled from the bottom of his heart for the joyful time with the little carpenter these days.

The little carpenter was not pretentious, and put the not-so-large painting intimately, and then asked him: "When will you leave?"

Mr. Li said: "Let's go tomorrow morning, leave at dawn, take advantage of the cold weather in the early morning."

The little carpenter thought about it and said, otherwise we would find a small shop, get some food, then make a pot of wine, and have a farewell meal?

Mr. Li shook his head and said no, my mother believed in Buddhism, so I have been vegetarian since I was a child.

The little carpenter did not insist and nodded and said yes, waiting for me, we will go back to the village together.

This time, Mr. Li did not refuse. After waiting for the little carpenter for a while, the two of them chatted and walked, and they spoke quite in agreement. When they were sent to the old courtyard of the clan, the little carpenter bowed to him and went straight to the Zhang family, a wealthy man in the village.

He found Mr. Zhang and wanted to pay for money to buy the golden nanmu that he had been using for several years to use as a coffin.

Of course, he didn't need much, just one foot, and it would not delay Mr. Zhang's life and death plan.

This golden nanmu is a very unique precious wood in China. It is mostly produced in Xichuan, western jaw, southern Yunnan, Guizhou Province and provinces south of the Yangtze River. Among them, Xichuan is the best material. The wood has a fragrance, straight texture and fine structure, and is not easy to deform or crack. It is excellent wood such as buildings and high-end furniture.

The crystals in golden nanmu are obviously more common than ordinary nanmu. The surface of the wood is shining golden in the sun, and golden silk appears, and has a gentle fragrance.

Historically, nanmu was specially used in the architecture and furniture of royal palaces and a few temples.

The carpenter has been thinking about this material last time, but he has been short of money and Mr. Zhang is very precious, so he just thought. However, if Mr. Li doesn't show anything, he feels like he can't sleep.

Mr. Li is a weak-hearted person and doesn't speak much. The two of them actually don't communicate much, but they appreciate each other, which is much more interesting than ordinary people's interactions.

The little carpenter originally made up his mind to pay for it, but the old man Zhang was also a wonderful person. After learning about the little carpenter's idea, he made a decision and cut a piece for him, and then refused to collect the money.

The little carpenter forced his money to be in a position. The old man Zhang was angry and said that you helped our village build a temple and collected such a small amount of wages, so I didn't care at all. This time, are you going to settle the accounts with me?

Do you look down on others?

A word made the little carpenter unable to refute it, so he could only bow and express his gratitude.

After taking the golden nanmu wood, the little carpenter returned to his residence. He also had a night of fighting on the light that day, and he didn't sleep all night. The girl and wife who had been up at night saw it and muttered in their hearts: "Oh, which little vixen is it that hooked Shisanlang?"

When I saw it in the second half of the night, I thought, "Shisanlang is really amazing. Is this going to do it all night?"

"If that person is me..."

The little carpenter also helped Wugui become the Eighteen Arhats before, but he had never tried so hard that the landlord and sister-in-law came over to inquire.

I went back to bed after I asked clearly.

The next morning, it was bright and the little carpenter took a piece of weasel skin away, looked at the golden nanmu wood carving in his hand with red eyes, and stood up with satisfaction.

He stretched, his bones clattering.

Then he put on his clothes, washed and cleaned it up, and then he went out and went straight to the home of the clan where Mr. Li lived.

The little carpenter came early. Before Mr. Li went out, he waited for a while and the two met. The little carpenter gave the wood carvings that had been working overnight to each other as a souvenir.

Although it was made by staying up late, the wood carving process did not shrink at all, and the material was good, so it was really a fine and hard work.

Like Mr. Li's paintings, the wood carving of the little carpenter is also a portrait, and it is Li Mengsheng.

The wood carving Mr. Li stood arrogantly, with long sleeves and paintbrushes in hand. He had the style of a feathered man in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and had extraordinary charm. After polishing, the morning light fell, and the golden light shone as bright as cloud brocade. It was noble and gorgeous, breathtaking, and had a compelling aura.

When Mr. Li saw this, he couldn't help but exclaim and said, "The biggest surprise of this trip here is probably to meet Thirteen."

He was a free and easy person, and took the wood carving, and then said to the little carpenter: "Thirteen, don't always call me Mr. Li so politely. Like you, I am just a craftsman who relies on craftsmanship. We meet by chance and call me Mengsheng so much. If you pass by Lijiazhuang in Nantongzhou in the future, you must come to me to find me. If you don't have any wine or food, you will have enough tea."

After saying this, I recognized him.

The little carpenter bowed and said that if he had time in the future, he would come to disturb him.

He sent Li Mengsheng out of the village and took him all the way to the entrance of the village. He stopped just now, and the two bowed, and then the little carpenter watched him until the other party disappeared into the morning mist at the end of the mountain road before he stopped.

After seeing Wugui and Li Mengsheng away in succession, the little carpenter sighed and felt that he should leave here too.

In fact, from the first day Li Meng was born, he could see that the man came for the leaked earthly evil, just like him.

However, the man was quite cold and arrogant. Seeing that the little carpenter was busy, he did not come to help him. Instead, he temporarily fell into the village and was about to wait until the little carpenter was helpless before taking action.

As a result, what Li Mengsheng did not expect was that the little carpenter actually did the work, and he also found Taoist Wugui to make up for his shortcomings and eliminate future troubles.

He came to paint yesterday as a fake, and it was true that he checked the leakage of Earth Demons.

He saw that he was satisfied and left.

Although the little carpenter did not make a cliché with Li Mengsheng, nor did he fight, he knew that the other party was a master.

As for how many stories high, he doesn't know.

Anyway, he is very strong because he doesn't feel that the other party is a practitioner. At first glance, he thinks he is a weak scholar or a gentleman who sells calligraphy and paintings.

He couldn't feel it, but the little black dragon in his chest was trembling with fear. Every time he met, there would always be a sense of fear to him.

This fear once made the little carpenter unable to help but want to escape.

Fortunately, Li Mengsheng is actually quite good, and the friendship between the two gentlemen is quite good.

After the little carpenter sent someone back, he rested for a long time and started working overtime again. Finally, he completed the temple on the date he agreed.

After the temple was completed, several respected old men in the village sealed red envelopes for him and a few tired and thin bricklayers, and then put on red color to reopen the Snake Fairy Temple. They even arranged to go to famous temples near Chang'an to ask for temple blessings to support the affairs.

But these things have nothing to do with the little carpenter.

After the completion, he packed up the salute, beat the gang with a few masons who worked with him, ate a chicken and drank wine.

When the alcohol was in full swing, he set out on the way.

Half a year has passed, and many things have happened. The little carpenter's temperament has also changed a lot. While walking, he learned from Luo Fugui's spirit and started singing: "We two are like a flower of garlic, and they are born with rotten inside. Egg shells are lighted and the kang is bright, and the kang is bright, and the kang is not bad for the brother. We must be able to match the couple, and we will not regret chopping the head of the guillotine. Roll over and stick to the hot tanned skin, the light skin is tender and tender flesh is reluctant to leave. Call me brother to go to the kang, and give me clothes to my family..."

This song was learned a few months ago from a native Shaanxi who worked in a salt well in Zigong. The little carpenter especially liked it.

It’s a pity that the man from northern Shaanxi kidnapped a concubine from his boss and ran away, and he never saw him again later.

So he didn't learn much song.

The little carpenter took advantage of the alcohol to walk the mountain road. He was about to walk along the old Shu Road to Chang'an, then pass by western Jin and take a look in the north.

Didn’t others say that reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles.

When he reached his chest, the little black dragon was no longer afraid of people, so he no longer had to run around, settle down seriously and find a way out.

As a result, before he could walk out of the hill, someone behind him called him: "Master Gan, Master Gan, wait."

The little carpenter stopped as he heard this, turned around, and saw a young man running down the slope along the mountain road.

This time he saw it correctly, but the man was the grandson of Mr. Zhang, who gave him golden nanmu.

Zhang Ziliang.

The little carpenter stood still and waited for someone to come over and asked, "Don't worry, take a breath, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with the Snake Fairy Temple?"

The grandson of the old man Zhang supported his thighs with both hands, and while breathing, he said, "No, no, it's not a temple, someone wants to ask you for help..."

The man relaxed a little, and explained the matter clearly in a few words.

It turned out that the temple was built in the village. After the completion, not only did the village and people from nearby villages rushed over to see it, but many people also came to the city. One of them talked to Mr. Zhang and talked about the many unlucky things that happened to his family recently.

When Mr. Zhang heard this, he said, "Hey, you didn't say it earlier. I know someone here, and the one who built the temple is so awesome..."

Old Master Zhang whispered with others, but turned around and found someone, but the people disappeared.

Only then did he hurriedly send his grandson to find someone.

After hearing Zhang Ziliang's words, the little carpenter hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back with you."
Chapter completed!