The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 178 Memories of the dressing box, Axin, do you want to go home?
The thick yellow mist flowed silently along Shen Le's meridians until it came out from his fingertips. Following his will, it dispersed into light smoke and mist, invading the metal hinges...

The spiritual energy was silent. The demonic energy was silent. During Shen Le's meditation, the tiny dots of light he felt did not directly conflict with the yellow fog.

The light and gorgeous, yet heavy and dignified atmosphere almost cheered to welcome the arrival of the yellow fog, and couldn't wait to blend in;
The dark and violent aura did not repel the yellow fog, but simply moved slightly to the side to make some space for the yellow fog.

There is a door!

Shen Le was delighted.

The mountain king built his nest on this earth vein node. It is very likely that he absorbed a large amount of this yellow mist during his training and turned it into his own power.
In this case, the evil spirit of the tiger will not reject its own source!

Shen Le was patient, letting the yellow mist sink little by little, seeping into the texture of the hinge little by little.

Sure enough, after the yellow fog sank in, the hinge did not become dull, loose, or show signs of damage; on the contrary, it looked more solid and had a slight luster...

Verification was successful, this yellow fog will not damage the hinge itself!
Then, drive the evil spirit out!

Shen Le's spirits were lifted. He injected a little bit of yellow mist, pushed away a little bit of demonic energy, injected a little bit more yellow mist, and pushed away a little bit more demonic energy...

The yellow fog sank deeper and deeper, and the evil spirit pushed farther and farther away. Finally, it was all pushed to the surface of the hinge, rising, floating, and leaving the hinge.

Then, Shen Le used the yellow mist to isolate them, and set up a barrier made of yellow mist between the hinge itself and the spiritual energy of the dressing box itself.

"Okay! Now we can remove it!"

The heat flow passed by, counteracting the evil spirit, and exploded into a small electric spark. And the entire hinge——

Unscathed.

Using the same method, Shen Le exorcised the evil spirits on the copper nails, porcelain boxes, and mercury mirrors, and accumulated enough experience and proficiency.

Finally, the yellow mist seeped into the old photo like rain, wrapping up every fiber and every color inside the photo properly and delicately, and expelling the evil spirit gently and slowly...

In the photo, the family of six have bright smiles, as if they had not experienced the past eighty or ninety years, and as if all the separation, sorrow and longing had never happened.

"I'm back." The porcelain box vibrated slightly, like the young man who set out without hesitation to pursue his ideals, smiling at his mother, wife, and children.

"Yes, you are back..."

Shen Le also smiled.

The thick yellow fog and the spirituality of the porcelain box itself combine to form a new power, preserving the state of the old photo and preventing it from being weathered.

And then, it is the material level repair, removing its rust, cleaning its dirt, reassembling it, and restoring it to the most perfect state possible.

For Shen Le, these tasks are quite easy and enjoyable.

He hummed as he soaked, brushed, washed, and aired the stains;

The back of the mercury lens was slowly melted with glue, the fragments were disassembled, and then they were carefully glued together using the latest repair techniques, making sure that no traces were left;
Finally, carefully assemble each component, restore it to its original state, and guide the breath to flow evenly...

The only thing he didn't clean was the old blood stains on the old photo, and he didn't even touch them.

With a click, the porcelain box was closed and put back into the dressing box. Shen Le smiled and patted the dressing box:

"How do you feel? Don't let me down!"

There was no sound. No movement. However, a light shadow rose from the dressing box, gently wrapping Shen Le inside, pushing his mind to the distance, to the owner's memory:
Gun smoke.

war.

labor.

Learn.

Life is not as good as in the coastal areas. One even has to grow food for oneself and weave and knit sweaters for oneself to wear.

However, every breath that blows towards you is so fresh and vibrant.

There is no darkness, no decay, no depravity, only the surging of blood, only pure faith and rebirth...

People come and go, being drawn into the furnace in batches, being shaped in batches, and then being thrown into the hot battlefield in batches.

Ah Xin also quietly left and went to the battlefield far away. Trekking through the mountains and forests, attacking, defending, and transferring...

In the dark night, under the kerosene lamp, he taught the soldiers to read and write, wrote letters home for them, and explained the latest developments to them;

Wounded, hungry, tired, sick. Comrades often died, fellow countrymen often died, and even I myself didn't know when I would be buried on the battlefield.

However, the young man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his eyes were full of hope as he looked out of the mountain:

"China is a big country with vast territory, abundant resources, a large population and a large number of soldiers... China will inevitably have to go through a difficult journey... However, China will never perish and will inevitably achieve the final victory..."

We can do it, we can definitely do it! They traveled all over the green mountains, lighting fires everywhere, turning tiny sparks into a prairie fire.

Finally one day, the flames spread across the country, and cheers of victory resounded from east to west, north to south, and to every corner of the country...

"Every street and alley,
In everyone's mouth,

The first words when meeting,

Just congratulations..."

"Congratulations, congratulations to you,

Congratulations, congratulations to you..."

In the far north, Ah Xin and his comrades sang and danced, expressing their joy to the fullest. The gongs and drums were beating, the red flags were flying, and everyone's face was filled with bright smiles...

Shen Le also laughed. Even though they were separated by time and space, and even though he was just a bystander, this heartfelt joy was still conveyed to his heart:

Victory!
Victory!
There is still a long way to go, a difficult battle ahead, and even the enemy will be confident that "the advantage is mine";
However, a staged victory has been achieved! The most powerful and fiercest invaders have been driven out!

Thank you for your hard work all along...

He watched as some soldiers and fellow villagers squatted on the ground, laughing and crying loudly, calling out the names of their comrades and their loved ones;
He looked at the team that Ah Xin was in. After the initial joy, they began to regroup, study, and prepare to face new challenges.
He looked at the empty corner, where Ah Xin quietly took out the porcelain box, opened it, and stared at the photo inside for the umpteenth time:
"Mother... Shulan... Linlin... Ali... Tingting..."

After all these years, are you guys... okay?

Is the mother still healthy? Are the three children naughty? Linlin should have grown up to be a big girl. I wonder how her academic performance is. Is she starting to have some small troubles?

Shulan has to take care of her parents and raise her young children. She has always been weak. Can she handle it?
I really want to see you guys one day sooner...

"Looking at family photos again?" A hand patted his shoulder heavily. Ah Xin was slapped so hard that he tilted his body and almost dropped the porcelain box in his hand. He turned his head and said angrily:

"Fang Yu!"

"Hey, if you miss home so much, why don't you go back?" Fang Yu laughed and hit him hard.

Fighting side by side and going through life and death together for several years, they went from being deputy platoon leaders and company clerks to battalion commanders and battalion political instructors.

Bandaging the other party's wounds, carrying the injured party for hundreds of miles, saving the last half of the steamed bun for the other party to fill his stomach...

There is no joke between them, and they will try their best to consider each other:

"Recently, we are selecting people to go to enemy-occupied areas and start underground work. One of the selection criteria is where the person comes from and where he or she is going back to... What do you think? Do you want to sign up?"

Ah Xin's hand holding the porcelain box suddenly tightened. His five fingers exerted force, squeezing the porcelain box with a slight creaking sound, and veins on the back of his hand popped out...

He stood up straight, stared towards the southeast for a long time, and then sighed after a long while:

"……never mind."

"You don't want to go back?" Fang Yu asked him curiously:

"What a great opportunity! I can see your family! If my family hadn't been killed by the devils, I would also like to go back and see them..."

"Forget it." Ah Xin sighed, stuffed the porcelain box into the inner pocket of his jacket, and buttoned it carefully:

"They should be living well and safe now... If I go home and reunite with them, I will bring danger to them..."

Live in the concession, teach, work as a nurse in a hospital, or live off your savings. As long as you are careful and cautious in your daily life, your life should be safe.

On the contrary, if he went to Binhai to carry out underground work, it would bring unexpected danger to his family. If the enemy really wanted to arrest someone, even in the concession, there were ten thousand ways to do it!

The mother is old... the three children are still young...

Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, the day of victory will soon be here! Mother, Shulan, three children, wait for me!
They reorganized, accepted the reorganization, and set out on a new journey. This time, they put on thick cotton clothes, headed north, passed through the customs, and stepped into the cold forest and snowy plains.

"Will he die in battle?"

"Will you sacrifice yourself?"

Light and shadow flowed, and memories passed by one after another like fleeting glimpses. Shen Le watched with bated breath, and the more he watched, the more nervous he became:
Even though he already knew the final outcome, he still held on to a glimmer of hope. Maybe... Ah Xin was not dead?
Maybe, this porcelain box was lost in someone else's hands because of some special reason?
The images and memories condensed on the porcelain box are not continuous, but only in small segments. Perhaps its owner did not have much time to take it out and caress it, looking at the photos inside and missing his relatives;

However, those lights and shadows flowed quickly, and finally, they suddenly set off a huge tide of rage!

"I can not make it……"

Ah Xin fell into the grass nest, blood gushing from his chest, and no matter how many layers of bandages he put on, it couldn't stop the bleeding. He tried his best to take out the small porcelain box and put it into Fang Yu's hand:
"Don't worry about me... Go away... Remember, bring this to my home..."

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