"Senior, you're awake," Yulang obediently bowed.

Luohou nodded, raised his head, and looked to the west. Soon there was a sound of breaking through the air, accompanied by shouts and screams.

"Hurry up! You are so slow!"

'Whizzing!'

Two rays of light fell into the Taoist temple, revealing a dissatisfied Suzaku and a helpless Taiyi.

"Where did the man named Qin go? Did he find the Thunder Altar?" Suzaku couldn't wait to ask. If Luohou hadn't recovered his strength, he would definitely have to stay.

"The master has found the main altar and is in retreat," Luohou said.

Suzaku smacked his lips regretfully. It had a temper, but it also knew the importance. It definitely couldn't disturb Qin Sang's retreat. He rolled his eyes and looked at Yulang: "What are you doing?"

Yulang finally found the opportunity to salute and replied: "Master said, it's time to stop."

"In this crappy place?"

Zhuque looked disgusted. When he saw the hay in Yulang's arms, he sneered, "Why bother?"

Before it even finished speaking, it would open its mouth and breathe out fire, raze this place to the ground, and then use magic to rebuild it.

"Sir Suzaku, wait!"

Taiyi hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "When Lord Shijun travels down the mountain, he must take the initiative to integrate into the world of mortals. You must want to repair this Taoist temple and accept secular incense. The reconstruction is too shocking and goes against the original intention of Lord Shijun. Let's clean up together.

, it won’t take much.”

Yulang nodded repeatedly and almost broke into a cold sweat due to Suzaku's shock.

"I am too lazy to play house with you!"

The Suzaku scoffed, glanced at a bird's nest under the eaves, flew over and kicked the sparrows in the nest away, then went in and fell asleep.

Taiyi and the others don't expect Suzaku to help either. It would be fine if they don't cause any trouble.

Cleaning and repairing Taoist temples by hand was a novel experience for both Luohou and Taiyi, but Yulang was accustomed to it. He lived alone, and repairing and repairing was common and he did it himself.

He is also a good hand at work. He is good at building walls, repairing doors and repairing roofs. He is also good at carpentry work.

While he was busy, Qin Sang's voice suddenly came from underground, "Taiyi, come in."

"yes!"

Taiyi put down his work and escaped to the earth.

Suzaku's eyelids moved and he turned over.

"I'm going to cut some hay," Luohou turned around and went out, and soon came back with a large bundle of hay.

Yulang jumped down from the roof, stretched out his hand to touch it, and said pleasantly: "This grass is so soft. It would be a waste to make a roof. You can make some futons and straw mats."

"Can you make futons?" Luo Hou asked.

"Yes. Before studying, Master likes to burn incense and sit in meditation. I made the futon that Master sits on," Yu Lang's eyes darkened.

"Okay, then make one for me," Luohou said happily, looking at his body, "make it a bigger one."

"Uh-huh!"

Yulang cleaned up the hay, carefully broke it apart, and quickly knitted it with his fingers, quickly making a futon large enough for Luohou to sleep on.

"The workmanship is good," Luohou was very satisfied. "Remember to make one for your master too."

With the busy work of one person and one horse, the Taoist temple was quickly renovated.

Looking at the Taoist temple, Yulang was satisfied. He had great enthusiasm for repairing the Taoist temple.

After all, this is his first 'home' after becoming a disciple.

"We still need windows and a screen..."

Yulang muttered, found wood, made the frame of the window frame and screen, cut the paper according to the pattern, and was about to paste it up, when he suddenly remembered something, hesitated, and ran out of the Taoist temple.

Xiao Wu is still where she is. These days, she just looks down the mountain quietly, watching the sun rise and the moon set.

"Senior sister," Yulang called.

Xiao Wu turned around.

"Sister, can you paint?" Yulang asked.

Xiao Wu was stunned, "I've never painted before."

Yulang quickly expressed his thoughts and asked: "What do you think, senior sister?"

He believed that even if his senior sister had never learned painting, she would definitely not be able to trouble her.

"You can try it."

Xiao Wu's figure flickered and landed beside Yu Lang.

Yulang was secretly happy, but he didn't expect to invite his senior sister. He quickly returned to the Taoist temple, spread out a piece of window lattice paper, and took out his pen and inkstone.

"Senior sister, draw whatever you want, like this..."

Yulang demonstrated it himself and made two paintings in a row, both of which were landscapes. These days, he saw magnificent scenery that he had never seen before.

The brush strokes are a little rough, but they are decent.

"These painting techniques were all taught to me by Master...Senior sister, let's try it too," Yu Lang handed the brush to Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu reached out to take it, thought for a while, and then started to paint lightly. The outline of the painting gradually became clearer, like a room, but there were only very simple furnishings in it.

Yulang didn't know why his senior sister painted these, which didn't match his landscapes, so he couldn't help but ask: "Where is this?"

"It's the master's cave."

Yulang was startled and turned around to see that Luohou had come over at some point. Even the red bird flew out of the bird's nest and stared intently at Xiao Wu while he was painting.

The painting was completed, and there was another Taoist figure in it. His face was a little blurry, but everyone present knew that this person was Qin Sang.

After finishing this painting, Xiaowu continued painting without stopping.

The next painting was a desert, and then there were villages, cities, and some very grand-looking buildings. She was not skilled enough, so the painting was a bit jerky and difficult.

Zhuque and Luohou exchanged a look.

These scenes are all scenes that Qin Sang experienced when he led them to perform heroic acts of justice, but in Xiao Wu's paintings, the killings are hidden, leaving only the scenery.

"Has she suppressed her murderous nature?"

Finally finished painting the desert.

The next painting is of a boat, with a little boy clumsily throwing a harpoon into the river, which is lifelike.

Xiao Wu is obviously more skilled and calm than before.

She was addicted to painting, one after another. There were willow trees, an old man, a woman who fell into the water, a crowd of people driving a large building boat, all kinds of people, a little fox on tiptoe, victims queuing up to get medicine, and some busy people.

Three luxuriant girls...

…

When Qin Sang came out of the customs, he saw a brand new Taoist temple, but it still retained an old and simple atmosphere.

"Master," Yulang hurriedly walked out of the hall.

Qin Sang nodded, his eyes stayed on the window lattice paper for a while, he took a piece of wood into his hand, wiped it with his palm, and carved three big characters.
Chapter completed!