The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 499: Yun Kun: Aren’t the great powers our own? Why can’t we ask them for people?

"Our people burned down your temple?"

"That's not true! Do you have any evidence? Any evidence that he burned it?!"

"Video? Surveillance video? Detection of power fluctuations? Even fingerprints and footprints left there? Nothing? Nothing. You said he burned it, so he burned it?"

"I said it was your own people who burned it! It's not like we haven't burned it before! It's not the first time that your own left wing destroyed the Guanyin statue in that temple!"

"Maybe he was killed by a thunderbolt! In my opinion, that evil Shen Toilet should have been killed long ago!"

Argue, argue hard, argue with all your might.

Anyway, this was a private meeting, not a public place, where they were arguing under the cameras of reporters and live broadcasts.

The consulate official no longer cared about his image, and slammed the table, arguing loudly:
"Our people were attacked by the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons that night, and then disappeared! - Your country has an obligation to protect our citizens who are traveling legally in your country!"

"What? You said he checked out the next morning as normal? That doesn't negate the fact that he was attacked! That was the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons! The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!!!"

"Your own people released the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons! In order to kill him, you didn't even care about your own lives! If it weren't for his hard work, the guests and staff of the hotel would never be safe!"

"What? That temple? What temple? He is unfamiliar with the place, it's dark, why would he go to a strange temple?"

Shen Le stayed in the studio, holding his cell phone, watching the video of the quarrel between the consulate officials and the Japanese who came to question them, and he was shaking with laughter.

It’s so awesome! Our own people are so awesome. They criticized the Japanese so fiercely that they couldn’t find any flaws at all!

Around him, colorful lights rose and fell, silver light balls sank and floated, and long black hair danced gently, but the little ones all came over to watch.

While watching, I also commented:
"it is good!"

"That's it!"

"Spray more!"

"Why did Shen Le burn down your family temple? Tell me! If you have the guts, just tell me! You don't dare to tell me, right?!"

Humph, "This temple enshrines many people who have harmed your country's citizens, so your country's practitioners want to burn it down." If you have the guts, just say such shameless words!
The compass needle turned back and forth, and the scroll, regardless of the fact that it was an ancient painting, shortened its lifespan with every tossing, rolled up and unfolded, unfolded and rolled up again.

A large map of the area near the hot spring hotel was projected above the screen, with a bright red arrow pointing directly to the burned temple:
[It's such a short path, but it seems impossible to find it! There are so many ghosts, and such obvious evil spirits and malice. I can find it in no time by following the path! ]

【Humph! 】

[Don’t mention that the temple worships a group of evil ghosts. Even if they don’t worship those guys, they dare to let the Hundred Ghosts Parade out to bite people, so they should be demolished! ]

The little guys huddled together, cheering, applauding, and clapping, one wave higher than the other. Only Yun Kun was not very happy, no, very unhappy:
[Too bad! Too bad, too bad, too bad! We all have people missing, so we should take the initiative to attack them, slam the table, and go find them to ask for their return! ]

[Let them open the military camps and secret realms, and search them one by one! ]

"Ah, this..." Shen Le began to sweat. He patted the small wooden boat, gently stroking the surface of the boat, trying to coax this irritable little guy:
"Yun Kun, well, we are a responsible Eastern country and a stabilizing force in the region... We are not a great power, so it is not right for us to act like this..."

【But, isn’t it often said on the Internet, “I woke up from my dying illness and found that I was the great power”? 】

"Ah, this... Yun Kun, this is just something the netizens said for fun... We haven't reached that stage yet, really, we haven't reached that stage yet..."

Shen Le tried to coax the little guy. However, Yun Kun unfolded and folded the sail, folded and unfolded it again, making a loud noise.

Even the paper figures in the cabin ran to the deck in large numbers and divided into two lines, one line holding hands with their backs to the cabin door, and the other line pushing and shoving, trying to rush into the cabin.

Shen Le always felt that these paper figures were performing something familiar...

[But, they did this to us! Can't we do the same to them?!]

Yun Kun asked half seriously and half doubtfully.

Shen Le's forehead was already sweating, and he deeply felt how much trouble a little guy with great power, who had not yet experienced compulsory education, could cause.

Thank God, this kid was accompanied by many staff members when he went out on a mission, otherwise, he would have really crashed into a military port...

[So this time when you went out, you didn't go to any military port? ]

"Uh, no..."

[Is it not certain which big black fish is in the port, or is about to go out to work? ]

"nor……"

[Didn't you kill a big black fish, or drag a big black fish back? ]

"Hey, that, Yun Kun, our main mission this time is to bring back the last component of the clay sculptures..." Shen Le was already getting restless:

"As for helping you get revenge, let's wait a little longer... Wait until they let down their guard, then we can go big!"

[How long do I have to wait...?]

"It won't be too long! It won't be too long! I promise! I'll fix the pen holder first. Once it's fixed and the test is successful, and I've tested the capabilities of this suit, I'll start helping you get revenge!"

The small wooden boat fell silent in satisfaction. Shen Le was left holding his phone, helpless and worried:
How long can this drag on...

With my current level of restoration skills, it shouldn't take too long to repair a pen holder, right?

To be honest, it's not that he doesn't want to avenge Yun Kun, but he always feels that going to someone else's military port to make a scene, or dragging away a big black fish or something...

This is a serious matter and we should communicate and plan well with all parties involved to find the most appropriate time and maximize benefits at one time.

Just because of a momentary impulse, rushing over to fight, this is always a bit...

Forget it, let's finish the current urgent task first. Shen Le comforted the little ones one by one, took out the pen holder from the spirit gathering array, and placed it in front of him:

"what……"

The appearance of this pen holder has changed!
When I first picked it up, it was only about a foot high and about the thickness of my hands together, enough to fit only a dozen ballpoint pens.

But now, after he brought it back home, placed it in the spirit gathering array for a few days, and soaked it in high-density spiritual energy for a few days, it actually grew up!
The height increased from one foot to three feet, and the diameter increased from 10 centimeters to 30 centimeters, and the volume increased about nine times.

Now it is big enough to be placed under the desk to hold various brushes, such as the large-sized brushes...

"So you can grow up on your own..."

Shen Le exclaimed in surprise. There was a slight movement of wind around him, and Xiao Ling jumped in and slid to the bottom.

Shen Le cried "Ouch!", but before he could stop it, he saw a thread swung out and directly wrapped around his shoulder. Xiao Ling climbed the thread and emerged from the pen holder, holding a small puppet in her hand:
[Yes! It can still grow! It has been growing these past few days! ——At first, only they could go down, but these past two days, I can go down too! ]

It seems like you have been playing with it as a toy these days?
Shen Le secretly thanked himself for customizing a batch of glass cabinets and put all the clay sculptures in them. The clay sculptures have not yet fully "come alive" and cannot attract the vitality of heaven and earth to repair themselves on a daily basis;
The puppets are jumping and swinging around, and the silk thread is swinging around. There is a high probability that it will be worn out, and there is even a small probability that it will be broken...

[It grows more and more beautiful! Even the wood has become beautiful! ]

The small oil lamp gave a humming reminder. Shen Le looked intently and saw that the texture of the wood had indeed undergone a drastic change:

Although it is still not a precious wood, it does not show any golden threads, nor has it become as deep as rosewood, but the surface of the wood is shining and has the texture of jade!

If it was stolen and left like this when it crossed the ocean, the family probably wouldn’t be willing to offer it to the shrine;

If it looked like this when it was in the shrine, it probably wouldn't have been thrown into a warehouse casually, covered with dust and filled with a bunch of debris.

Did it become what it is now because the divine object concealed itself, or because it had been separated from the clay sculptures for too long, not staying in the spiritual land and not getting enough nourishment?
Shen Le pressed the highest point of the pen holder with one hand, shook it, and shook it again. He held the bottom of the holder with one hand, turned the whole thing upside down, shook it twice, and patted it twice.

After making sure there was nothing inside, he threw another cleaning spell in, and then another cleaning spell:

"Is it clean? Is there anything in there? Please don't let any strange things come in..." [If there are cockroaches, it will be too late to clean it up now...]

Pinocchio complained quietly.

Shen Le was so angry that he slapped her on the head, carried her to sit on the table next to him, and then continued to study the pen holder.

I didn't see it clearly when I was at the shrine before, but now I look carefully and I can see that the pen holder is carved with a picture of Zhong Kui marrying his sister.

Zhong Kui is a tall and strong man, holding a folding fan, with a sword hanging from his waist, and leading a donkey. Sitting diagonally on the donkey is a petite and pretty girl, leaning on his shoulder;

A pomegranate tree rose from the ground behind the girl, its branches slanting horizontally, with three or five pomegranates on them, their mouths slightly open.

Even though it is just a wood carving, when you look at it against the light, it still has a full and crystal feeling, full of vitality. There are also a few bats lying on the tree trunk, some straight, some horizontal, some hanging diagonally, and some hanging upside down...

With a perfectionist attitude, Shen Le searched around the pen holder and indeed found five bats, which was exactly what it meant to have five blessings coming to one's door.

In addition, there are five pomegranates and two blooming pomegranate flowers, probably five men and two women?
At Zhong Kui's feet, a little ghost was holding a lantern to lead the way, and a yellow dog was running and playing. Looking down, the pomegranate tree was growing in the clouds:

Clouds linger around, and magpies fly under the clouds. There is even a buffalo carved at the bottom of the bamboo tube, half of its body immersed in water.

The broad back floating on the water supported two children. One was sitting cross-legged and playing a bamboo flute; the other was lying on the cow's back with his feet raised, holding a rattle and shaking it happily.

Next to the two children, the side of the stream where the buffalo was soaking in water had been specially smoothed out, as if a piece of rock had been carved out.

On the rocks, two lines of powerful characters were specially drawn with cyan paint:

“A man of steel, marrying his sister with deep love;

"A scholar whose virtue shines across the country."

Rocks, buffaloes, flowing clouds, trees, and people are all integrated into one, with a perfect balance of movement and stillness.

If you look for a long time, you can seem to hear the mountain breeze, the laughter of children, the flapping of bats' wings, and the sound of little ghosts jumping in the mountains.

Even Zhong Kui's ferocious face seemed to have a hint of smile and joy.

Shen Le looked around and felt that if he was given such a large piece of wood, he would definitely not be able to move all the complicated content onto it.

Can't even do half of it!
In this three-foot space, the sculptor used all kinds of deep relief, shallow relief, round carving and openwork carving methods to make the picture of Zhong Kui marrying his sister come alive without any flaws.

I saw an evaluation at the shrine before, "It is at most provincial-level craftsmanship, not national level, let alone national treasure level." Now it seems that it needs to be improved...

It makes people feel that this pen holder was really trying hard to cover itself up so that it would not be discovered and kept away by outsiders?

"Oh, this poses a big problem for me... No, two..."

Shen Le sighed deeply. There were two major problems. One was whether the pen holder had completed its growth and whether it could continue to expand in size.

Second, this pen holder had obvious damage on it. There was a huge knife mark that was two feet deep and almost split the entire pen holder in half.

Pen holder, pomegranate tree on the pen holder, flowers and leaves, pomegranates, Zhong Kui and his sister, bats, little ghosts...

Every part was damaged. To repair these patterns, Shen Le felt that it would be a bit difficult for him...

"I mean, is my carving skill qualified to repair this wood carving?"

Shen Le stared at the vivid wood carving in front of him and fell into deep self-doubt.

His carving skills were only enough to repair window frames, wooden furniture, and patch up some damaged parts, and by polishing and painting, he could barely make it look good.

Can he really create a masterpiece like this?
Are you sure it won't get worse?

If he had this skill, he would not have chosen the path of ancient building restoration, but would have gone into sculpture long ago!

Wood carving, stone carving, painted clay sculptures, with so many directions, ancient building restoration is the least challenging of sculpture skills!
Oh, never mind, things will work out when the time comes - at worst I can just scan the entire wood carving and go back to school to ask the big boss to produce a draft.

Moreover, maybe if it is given enough spiritual energy, it can grow back well on its own?
Shen Le sighed, sat down in front of the pen holder, stretched out his hands, held the pen holder on the left and right, and carefully input spiritual power into it:

Are you going to continue growing, or has this become your true form? Can you give me some information?

The pen holder was quiet and had no intention of paying any attention to him.

Shen Le was not in a hurry. He first took out a ruler and carefully measured its height and diameter. Then he took out the scanner and scanned it up and down, recording its overall shape and values.

Then, he evened his breathing and carefully injected the softest and most gentle spiritual power into the pen holder, spreading it all over:

At least let you eat first?
After eating, everything will be fine?
The pen holder accepted everything. It absorbed whatever Shen Le gave it, without being polite at all.

Shen Le meditated for a whole afternoon. When he opened his eyes, the pen holder was still the same. The picture, color, and size had not changed at all...

Really no change?

Or is the change so subtle that I can't see it?

Shen Le picked up the scanner and scanned it again, and concluded that at least the height and diameter had not changed.

As for the picture, Shen Le stared until his eyes were sore, but he couldn't find any difference in the details. Maybe, perhaps, it just didn't change...

[Shen Le! When will you start repairing it! ]

Yun Kun turned around on the table, urging impatiently. It's very convenient to repair a pen holder!

When Shen Le was repairing it, didn’t he measure it, saw a similar piece of wood to inlay it, and then start painting it?
"Oh, don't be anxious, don't be anxious."

Shen Le had no choice but to reach out to comfort him again. Touch him, shake him, knead him, and hold him up and shake him.

It was not until the fur was smoothed and the paper figures in the wooden boat returned to the cabin one by one that he explained softly:

"Let's talk about it after I feed it enough spiritual energy..."

[Why didn't you feed me enough spiritual energy before...] The little wooden boat's voice became lower and lower. It was just acting like a spoiled child. In fact, it knew why Shen Le didn't feed it enough spiritual energy:
Can a thirty-meter-long wooden boat be compared with a three-foot-long pen holder?
Can it be compared?!

The length is a hundred times different, and the volume is a million times different! Shen Le can feed the pen holder with spiritual energy, but if he feeds Yun Kun, I'm afraid it will be drained!
[Wow, then I'll have to wait for a long time...]

Shen Le reached out to help Yun Kun smooth the sail rope and entered into meditation again. Heat surged, and his mental power extended, going straight into the pen holder. The deeper he went, the more frightened he became:
The outside of the wood carving is just the surface. Inside the wood carving, energy pathways are stacked layer by layer and nodes are scattered all over the place.

A large part of the energy pathway was broken, and the nodes were basically dull and dry. It was obvious that it was because there had been no spiritual energy nourishment for too long.

Only when his mental power penetrated into the microscopic world could Shen Le see that the heat flow he supplied poured into the pen holder, was absorbed by these nodes, settled, swirled and disappeared.

He worked hard to meditate for a long time, but the heat flow he input seemed to have not even filled one percent of the nodes...

"So how long will it take me to fix this thing?"

Shen Le was happy and worried at the same time. He was happy about the progress of repairing the pen holder, which seemed to be delayed for a long time, until the official layout was completed, and everyone worked together to give the other side a hard blow;
What worries me is that the restoration process seems to be a long way off. Just to fill it up, it will take three years, three years, and three years.

If these energy pathways need to be repaired to prevent leakage here and there, it will take a long time...

"Forget it, let's do it bit by bit." As the saying goes, things will work out when the time comes. Shen Le concentrated and calmed down, repeatedly infusing vitality into the pen holder, and even reduced his own sleeping time.

However, his work only lasted three days before it was interrupted unexpectedly:

"Mr. Shen, do you have time to come over and take a look? There's something strange going on in Japan..."

　Thanks to @ScarletC for the 10000 Qidian coins reward

　　
　
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