The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 352: While Shen Le was asleep, he secretly dressed up as a woman! Take a photo as a souvenir!

The contents of the restored Buddhist shrine are filled with surging vitality.

With the two instruments as the center, all the collections quickly moved:

The bamboo flutes and bamboo pipes circled on the workbench, producing beautiful music without any wind - they even formed high and low parts and began to play together;
The four treasures of the study unfolded themselves. Although they did not go around looking for water to pour into the inkstone, they also pretended to grind the ink stick twice on the inkstone in the air, and then dipped the brush into the ink in the air to draw a non-existent picture on the paper;

The embroidery needles were flying up and down, embroidering in the air. Shen Le shuddered silently at the sight, thinking that if he stretched out his hand at this time, he would inevitably become the one under Rong Mama's needle...

Soon, the women's clothes in the shrine also unfolded one by one. As if someone was putting them on, they brushed their sleeves, adjusted their skirts, and straightened their appearance.

Every movement was graceful and light, and every gesture was full of rhythm. Shen Le listened carefully, and their movements clearly matched the rhythm of the flute...

Amid the music, thousands of strands of black hair emerged from the shrine and circled on the ground for a long time, with the head slightly raised, as if searching for and confirming something.

After a while, they separated into bunches and swam to the tops of different women's clothes. The women rolled up their sleeves, raised their hands, tied up their black hair, and took out silver hairpins and silver hairpins to fix their hair in a bun.

Then, they walked forward slowly, not rushing to work, but standing in a semicircle around the Buddha statue, bowing down together as if in prayer.

After bowing their heads and praying for a while, they stood up and dispersed, each doing their own work: some played the flute, some played the flute, and some sewed.

All the women in costumes faced the center in tacit understanding. The woman in dancing costume "held" the long and short swords with both hands. She flipped over, and the sword shadows were like snow and the colorful ribbons were like clouds.

The man in the most dignified and solemn long-sleeved shirt brushed aside the plain paper, "grinded the ink", "dipped the brush", and began to write without hesitation.

From time to time, it looks up in the direction of the dancing costumes. Perhaps it is imitating the dancing posture of its companions?
Shen Le: “…”

Shen Le could only step back step by step, retreating to the corner of the room and leaning against the door. He held the phone steadily and recorded this rare scene:

After experiencing countless hours of pain, insults, and harm, after experiencing unimaginable hardships, after considering becoming a monk and living under the guidance of a Buddhist monk as happiness...

They, or rather, the little spirituality that remained in their clothes, could finally find some peace, finally enjoy peace and happiness, and dance and sing in warmer and happier times.

It's just... well, it's a bit difficult to raise...

These girls would do this from time to time, so he had to make a separate room for them in his studio...

Or, talk to them and decide not to live in the studio but to set aside a separate room for them in the mansion so they can sing, dance and play however they like?

The pavilion next to the lotus pond, or the small building in the yard with the big camphor tree, are both great!

He smiled as he filmed. The level of performance and dancing before him was rare to see, at least at the level of famous Spring Festival Gala performers.

It's a pity that I can only enjoy it by myself and can't put it online to attract traffic, for fear of scaring people to death. Well, I can't say for sure. With the rapid development of technology these days, if I really put it online, I might get comments:

"The AI is well tuned and the special effects are also well done!"

Well, although it cannot be put online, perhaps it can be shown to friends in the Special Affairs Bureau and fellow monster friends, so that we can enjoy the fun of art together?

As he was laughing, Shen Le's expression suddenly became serious. He found a place to put his phone, lowered his eyes slightly, and concentrated on regulating his breathing:
As his mental power dispersed, the appearance of the room appeared before his eyes in another way—

As the women performed, danced, painted, and embroidered, the spirituality in the room began to rise like a tide, from thin to thick, from quiet to turbulent, from dim to bright.

In the spiritual world, the headless and armless Buddha statue gradually lit up. It issued its first call to the heaven and earth, to the world:
"—"

The invisible wave spread out. There was no language, strictly speaking, no words. However, Shen Le's face showed surprise:
This call was much more powerful than inspiring the Buddha statue's spirituality with the help of the copper plate, causing it to resonate outward and search for the Buddha statue's head!

Sure enough, autonomous spiritual awakening is different, isn’t it?

He immediately concentrated his mind and felt the feedback of the fluctuations. In the meditation world, the copper sheet automatically unfolded into a map without any wind.

A bright spot of light was shining brightly at the mouth of the Yangtze River, radiating its light outwards.

The light swept in all directions. This time, it seemed not to be just a flat spread, but a spherical one, stirring up endless ripples on the riverbed and the seabed...

"Could it be that a box really fell into the sea?"

Shen Le whispered. The Buddha statue was shining brightly, emitting waves continuously, and finally got some feedback.

To the east, in the sea, it seems... somewhere on the seabed?
Have you ever crossed the East China Sea continental shelf?
Shen Le was not sure. However, the feedback was very small and weak, and it felt like his spirituality was almost gone, and he was dying.

The Buddha statue seemed dissatisfied, and continued to emit waves, calling and searching. Shen Le frowned, stepped forward, and sat cross-legged beside the Buddha statue.

Holding the copper piece in his hand, he pressed it on the Buddha statue and poured his spiritual power into it without reservation.

Let me lend you a helping hand!
on!
The human amplifier was used with outstanding results. The Buddha statue shook slightly, and the light spot on the copper sheet suddenly shone brightly.

Shen Le only felt a buzzing in his head, and his whole body became dizzy and his brain was almost overloaded. The golden ball in his dantian started to rotate rapidly, spitting out energy at an unprecedented speed.

Around me, women in clothing were singing and dancing, and even those with embroidered, painted, and other unfinished clothes were also put on the stage.

With a click, the red wedding dress jumped out of the safe, with two swords unsheathed, dancing opposite to the one in the dance costume with long and short swords; the scroll unfolded, projecting a world map, and soon curled up into a globe.

The globe partially overlaps with the copper plate, representing the light of the Buddha statue, which keeps shining at the location of Binhai City.

Warm golden rays of light shot out in all directions, and then a bright spot appeared in the East China Sea, and a similar bright spot appeared on the far back side of the earth...

“Did you really find it?”

Shen Le muttered. He tried his best to turn the globe around and see where it was, but he couldn't see it.

After a long time of suffering, until my mental strength was exhausted, I still didn't see anything. I could only communicate with the scroll in meditation:
"Did you see that spot? Did you remember it?"

【Remember! 】

Huajuan answered energetically. Shen Le let go of his hand, and with a thud, he lay on the ground in a big letter shape:

Just remember it. Whether you want to go into business or go abroad, wait until he has had enough sleep before you decide!
He ignored the cold and hard floor and placed a cushion under his butt, making his middle higher and his ends lower, and fell asleep directly.

When he woke up, he was completely covered with the red wedding dress, and on top of it, there were layers of wide-sleeved shirt, skirt, and dance costume, covering him tightly.

Shen Le laughed awkwardly and raised his hand to lift his clothes:

"Thank you..."

In fact, the air conditioner in this studio is always on, so sleeping on the floor won't cause you to catch a cold. His little ones are too attentive...

【Hey! I took a picture of it! 】

A small oil lamp suddenly appeared, and the silver light hung in the air, dancing happily. Shen Le turned his head, and an ink thread wrapped around his mobile phone was delivered directly to him, and photos quickly flashed across:
He was covered with a photo of a red wedding dress...

Photos of me wearing a long-sleeved shirt...

Photos of me wearing a skirt...

Photos covered with dance costumes...

Because it was covered very properly, basically covering him from the neck to the legs and feet, with only the head and hands and feet exposed, it looked like he was sleeping in these women's clothes.

Moreover, a boy who doesn't have an ancient bun or a beard, wearing such clothes, looks distorted no matter how you look at it...

This is worse than wearing men's Hanfu!

At least wearing men's Hanfu, at most he would look like a eunuch, not a pervert!
【Blue Lantern!!!】

Shen Le roared.

In a flash, all the women's clothes on her body fluttered away like butterflies.

The people in the shrines directly rolled up their musical instruments, writing utensils, embroidery needles, long and short swords, and without looking back, they rushed back, even quickly closing the door;

Hong Jiayi was very confident. She walked forward leisurely and calmly returned to the safe. Before closing the door, she pulled out her dagger and performed some sword dances.

Little Modou gently put down his phone, without looking back, and disappeared behind the studio door. Only the small oil lamp was still dancing happily:

[Don't worry, it's okay! I just took a picture! I didn't post it to the class group or upload it to the cloud! ]

It’s okay to send it out... But if this kind of photo is sent to the class group, he will no longer be able to live as a human being and will not associate with anyone in the school!
Shen Le was so angry at this little guy that his head hurt. He grabbed his phone, deleted all the photos, and then went to the trash to delete them completely.

Only then did I have time to communicate with the scroll and let it project the map of the previous location:
"Let me see where the other parts of the Buddha are..."

A light spot is on the continental shelf of the East China Sea, almost reaching Ryukyu, but fortunately, it should still be our exclusive economic zone;
Another point of light, uh...

"Is this in France? Is it Paris? Can you zoom in a little bit to see if it's in the Louvre?"

【have no idea……】

The scroll enlarged, enlarged, and enlarged again as he ordered. Even after it was enlarged to the end, it was still blurry:
[The accuracy is too low... Maybe we need to search the local area again to determine the location...]

Shen Le was helpless. He grabbed his phone and sent a message to Gu Yulin:

"I want to ask a question. I want to take a Buddha statue to Europe. Do I need any formalities?"

　It rained so heavily today...so heavily...

　　Cat and Dad don't go out!

　　Walk 10,000 steps on the treadmill!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)