The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 527: Shen Le, how come this old house becomes more and more haunted the more you renovate it? ! (Cat wishes everyone a happy Year of the Snake!)
The beams and pillars in the mansion had actually been repaired. Shen Le stood in front of them and only took a glance to know how they were repaired:

The top and bottom of this pillar have different colors, and the bottom has obviously been repaired. Shen Le bets a contribution point on the paint, and it must have been injected with fish bladder glue at the bottom, and then flattened piece by piece!
Not only has the paint been repaired, but it should also have been filled with sawdust, medicine, and glue to fill the rotten and loose parts firmly, and to prevent corrosion and insects at the same time.

There is even an obvious gap at the bottom of the pillar, and the joint between the pillar and the stone base is also a little different, not the kind of look that has gone through years.

Shen Le estimated that the bottom of the beam should be rotten. The instructor and his fellow students used a method of supporting the beam and replacing the column. They simply sawed off the rotten part at the bottom and replaced it with a new one...

"Yes, this pillar has already been repaired! Do we need to repair it again?"

“Neither the construction period nor the budget supports it!”

"We can't just replace the pillar with a new one... that doesn't conform to the principles of cultural relic restoration!"

A group of junior students surrounded Shen Le and expressed their opinions. When Shen Le turned around, he saw his tutor standing far away at the door of the hall, smiling at him, as if he didn't intend to interrupt.

Shen Le walked over quickly and stood next to the instructor:

"Boss, how do you think we should repair this pillar?"

"I don't know." Professor Han answered as a matter of course. Seeing Shen Le staring at him, he calmly spread his hands:
"From the perspective of ancient building restoration, this pillar cannot be repaired any more; from your... perspective, I know nothing and cannot offer any advice.

——Anyway, you can fix it as you see fit. As long as you don’t tear it down completely, I have no objection.”

...Okay, boss, you're just going to let go, right? Shen Le nodded and strode towards the front of the pillar. Then, he made a move that was difficult for his mentor and his juniors to comment on:
He opened his arms, hugged him, and threw himself directly onto the pillar.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Communicate with the pillar?"

"Can he hear what the pillar says?"

"Or could he see this pillar, its unusual beauty, and be moved by it?"

The junior brothers and sisters were whispering. Shen Le closed his eyes slightly, and pressed his chest to his cheek against the pillar. The heat from his palms seeped in, touching every detail of the pillar:
There are three sections of wooden columns, upper, middle and lower, and palm-shaped mortise and tenon joints between the wooden columns.

The outside of the wooden post, the tightened iron hoops, and every nail on the iron hoops;
The slight creaking sound at the contact between the wooden pillar and the stone foundation, the slight deformation under static pressure;

There are also parts of the wooden pillars that have been hollowed out due to decay, and places where wood powder, glue, and antiseptic solution are combined with the wooden pillars but are not very harmonious...

After a long while, Shen Le finally let go of his hand, straightened up, and let out a long sigh. He turned back and winked at his mentor, smiling softly:
"Boss, fellow apprentices, watch me perform a magic trick for you!"

As soon as he made a phone call, a large amount of wood was immediately delivered. Not only that, but it was also cut into arcs according to Shen Le's requirements;

Shen Le directed the workers who came to deliver the wood to tie the wood with hemp ropes and tie them to the outside of the wooden pillars, making them fit tightly. After tying, the hydroponic nutrient solution was added with water and sprayed upwards.

He kept spraying until the wood and hemp rope were completely soaked. Shen Le asked everyone to move aside, stepped forward alone, stretched out his hand again, and pressed on the surface of the wood:
"Give me - reinforce!"

At first, there was nothing unusual. The curved wood was quiet, the hemp rope was not rotten, not tightened, and even dripped water.

However, only five or six seconds later, Junior Brother Ma was the first to exclaim:

"Look!—that joint in the wood!"

The curved wood, of course, could not be as long and as big as the pillar. It was planed out in small pieces and spliced on the outside of the pillar, with the snow-white cut section exposed outside.

However, now, the cut sections are no longer visible - they are perfectly fitted and grown together!
"Brother, are you... planning to add a layer of shell to the wooden pillar?"

Junior Sister Huang speculated quietly. Next to her, another junior brother shook his head:
"No. This doesn't conform to the rules for restoring ancient buildings... Let's take another look, let's take another look..."

No matter what Shen Le wanted to do, after seeing the wood grow on its own, everyone felt that it was worth the money.

Those who held their phones held their phones, those who held their cameras held their cameras, and Junior Brother Ma even risked losing 80 yuan by setting up a scanner.

Of course, it was the one that Shen Le brought over, the one that had been modified by the Special Affairs Bureau.

However, their hands were sore from holding their phones, and they did not wait for further changes. It seemed that Shen Lelai's purpose was to add a layer of shell to the wooden pillar...

Only Shen Le knew what he was doing. The wood outside grew together on its own, just to save him some energy, so that he didn't have to control the thing to hang up;
However, after the long combination, it is the real beginning:
Shen Le raised his hand and pressed it on the wood. Heat surged and seeped into the pillar. A talisman slowly rotated, stirring the wood energy and adding a bit of vitality to the pillar:
With this bit of vitality, the wooden pillar began to grow vigorously. Shen Le controlled it, not letting it grow taller or thicker, so it could only grow stronger:

Absorb the wood outside as nutrients, and absorb the nutrient solution sprayed on the wood shell as a lubricant for growth:

long!
long!
long!
After hundreds of years, the wood has decayed and is hollow inside. Some of the structures that barely exist are only supported by the cell walls, and the contents inside have all liquefied.

It is a good opportunity to take advantage of this wave to absorb nutrients and grow stronger!

"Huh? The wooden shell collapsed?"

Professor Han's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward quickly. He reached out and touched the bottom circle of wooden shells, then stood on tiptoe to touch the top, and then carefully moved to Shen Le's side and touched the wooden shell next to where he was pressing his hand:
"Strange... It feels like the most rotten part of the pillar has the fastest softening of the wood shell..."

The wooden pillar struggled to absorb nutrients. After a while, there was a click, and a piece of the wooden shell cracked; then, from the crack, drop by drop, liquid was squeezed out with difficulty...

"What is this? Quick! Take a sample! Collect it! Then test it to find out what this liquid is made of!"

The old professor's eyes lit up and he quickly gave orders. Students rushed forward, some moving stools, some taking containers, and some looking for instruments.

After a lot of sucking and scraping, the result presented to Professor Han was unbelievable to everyone:
"This... Boss, this seems to be the preservative we poured into the wooden pillars..."

"Looking at the ingredients, there should be some adhesive..."

"It shouldn't be possible, right? How can the injected medicine flow out? - Are we dreaming?"

"Send it to the laboratory for further verification? Do a chemical analysis, a spectral analysis, to see what it is?"

"But boss...our funds..."

A penny can make a hero fall. In the end, the teachers and students had to shamelessly eat Shen Le's big money again:
They sent these samples to the laboratory under Shen Le's name in Zhuxi Town, and asked the students there to help analyze them.

Well, the depreciation of the equipment and the cost of the medicine have been saved, so basically I only need to pay a little experimental allowance -

God have mercy on us. Although the researchers in external laboratories are like slaves, our students are even more slaves than slaves. It would be too cheap to let them do the work!

Shen Le listened to the discussion of the instructors and smiled slightly, but did not speak. If there was no other way, who would want to have a foreign body in their body?

Once it has grown well and fully, the foreign matter that can be expelled must be expelled decisively, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable!
However, Shen Le did not explain to everyone. On the one hand, he had to concentrate on manipulating the talisman. Although he was not unable to be distracted, he did not have the ability to chatter and answer every question;
On the other hand, even if I gave an answer, my fellow junior students might not believe it, so it would be better to let them see the result for themselves.

The results from the instrument are always easier to believe than the results he says without any evidence, aren't they?
"Don't worry, it will grow slowly. If there is not enough nutrients, there will be more."

He spoke silently to the pillar in his heart, supplying the heat flow of the talisman more steadily and evenly:

"Grow well, grow more steadily, grow stronger, and try to hold out for a few hundred years... Also, I'm giving you spiritual energy, so don't do any more evil!" He stood in front of the wooden pillar with full concentration, trying to help it repair itself. The wooden shells on the wooden pillar dried up piece by piece, softened and collapsed piece by piece;
The fellow students were busy and followed Shen Le's instructions to press new wooden shells onto the pillars, water them desperately, and help their instructor take samples.

In the end, there was not enough wood shells, so we just randomly gathered all kinds of wood chips and sawdust and pasted them together on the surface of the wooden pillar for it to use:

"There is such a method? Senior Brother Shen, you are amazing! If ancient buildings can really be repaired like this, it will save us a lot of trouble in the future! Senior Brother, how do you do this? Can you teach us?"

Shen Le's hand slipped and he almost lost contact with the wooden pillar. He turned his head to look at his instructor, who stared at the wooden pillar with a burning gaze for a long time before smiling bitterly and shaking his head:
“Is your repair method repeatable? Can it be quantified?”

Shen Le shook his head vigorously! There is absolutely no repeatability. In the Special Affairs Bureau circle, he doesn't know anyone else who can do this trick:
Plant monsters might be able to do it, Shen Le didn't ask; but his junior brothers and sisters, the cultural relics restorers who were recruited through the college entrance examination, definitely couldn't do it!
As for quantification, sorry, he still doesn't know how to quantify the heat flow and talismans he outputs...

Shen Le shrugged apologetically. The instructor could only shake his head again:

"You might be able to help restore some particularly precious ancient buildings, such as the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda or the Golden Pillars of the Forbidden City. As for the ordinary ones... forget it."

Otherwise, how to write a project report? How to write a thesis?
Put a pile of wood aside, spray nutrient solution, activate the supernatural power, and then - it will grow by itself?
Please, leave a way out for the cultural relics restorers and the experts who review the papers...

The two sides looked at each other and soon reached an agreement. Shen Le continued to use his abilities, and the instructor continued to direct the students to work.

After a while, when the entire wooden pillar was about to be completed, Shen Le was suddenly startled and quickly retracted his hand:
The moment he retracted his hand, large bloodstains suddenly appeared on the wooden pillar. The blood dripped and flowed continuously, seemingly endlessly.

In the center of the bloodstain, there was a deep human-shaped mark. Above the mark, there were seventeen or eighteen deep holes, roughly in the chest, abdomen, shoulders, pelvis, and thighs.

The bottom of the cave was dark, and I didn't know if there were any arrows left. All I could see was blood gushing out...

"ghost!"

"Ghost!"

Behind him, a man and a woman let out two loud screams, followed by a loud crashing sound.

In a hurry, Shen Le could only point with his backhand, and a gust of wind blew up from the ground, which steadily lifted up his junior brothers and sisters who had slipped and fallen from the scaffolding and were about to be seriously injured, and put them on the ground.

Then, he heard hurried footsteps behind him. Two fellow apprentices rushed towards their mentor, carried him and ran out:

"Let me go! I want to see if this blood is real!"

"Let's go! Let Senior Brother Shen take a look first! We can go in after he says there's no problem!"

"Teacher, please go out first! You are too old to handle it! We can just watch it for you!"

It's pretty good. Everyone loves the boss. When something happens, the first thing they think of is to let him go first. Shen Le smiled slightly, jumped onto the beam, and reached out to touch it:

The tentacles were sticky, and certainly not the texture of a wooden pillar, or even water. I took my hand back and saw that it was all red, and when I raised it and smelled it, the fishy smell was overwhelming.

He reached out his hand and touched the hole on the mark again. He pressed it once, then again, then three times, and couldn't help laughing.
Most of the holes are just for visual effects; you can't put your fingers in them at all—there aren't even any signs of indentation.

He felt all over the wooden pillar, and finally felt something different on the hole at the heart of the human-shaped mark:
You can really put your finger in here. Shen Le reached the bottom with his fingertips and finally touched something strange. It was a bit rough and a bit sharp:

"Is there really an iron arrowhead left inside?"

Shen Le was secretly suspicious. He jumped down, and as soon as he landed, he saw his mentor standing outside the door in the sunlight, smiling and waving at him:
"Shen Le, why is it that the more you renovate this ancient house, the more spooky it becomes?"

It was fine before. No, not really good. Red water would come out from the bottom of the well. When you turned on the faucet, there would be blood, and it would swallow people.

But at least there were no obvious signs of humans being killed, and no obvious signs of resentment!
If this happens, will others still work?

"Ah... Boss, have you ever heard that if you want to cure an abscess on your back, you have to extract the poison first..."

Shen Le had no choice but to talk nonsense. The old professor smiled and walked into the hall calmly:

"It's okay. I don't understand these things anyway. You caused it, so you deal with it. - Just tell me what you need me to do."

Since the tutor had already spoken, Shen Le naturally would not let it go. He took out his notebook and started to sketch while asking questions. The old professor kept nodding and giving him advice.

The two discussed for a while, and Shen Le started to make a phone call again:

Go to the Special Affairs Bureau and ask for instruments, instruments, all kinds of instruments, all kinds of instruments that have been specially modified to be able to work in abnormal spiritual environments and to record spiritual visions!

As for whether these records can be used or written into the paper, there is no need to consider it. Even if they cannot be used, at least he can keep them for himself, right?
Shen Le was ready to go, so he took out a modified 3D scanner and scanned the beams and columns first.

Sure enough, the image restored by the scanner showed a human figure, bloodstains, and traces left by arrows.

With the accuracy of the scanner, it even scanned the only hole and measured the depth of the hole...

"So what's next?"

The instructor was also surprised when he looked at the image from the scanner. When they were repairing the pillars before, there was nothing like this!
The surface of the pillar is smooth and intact, it is a completely good pillar that has not been exposed to war!
"I plan to... dig this hole open and take out the arrowhead." Shen Le pondered. After thinking for a while, he shook his head again:

"Forget it, let's scan it first. What if there's nothing inside and it's just an illusion caused by resentment?"

Anyway, X-ray scanners are easy to use nowadays. You can almost know what’s inside by just scanning it once!
The scanner Shen Le needed was delivered quickly. The only problem was that it was difficult to go around the column and keep the X-ray screen and light source moving in opposite directions:

"Come, help!"

Shen Le drove all the instructors and fellow students out, shut the doors, and shouted. The next moment, a cry of surprise came from outside the paper-covered door:
"Ghost!!!"

Shen Le: “…”

Is it possible that it wasn't a ghost, but just the thousands of strands of black hair on her skirt that kept extending to help him hold up all the instruments and do his work?
The X-ray machine circled the pillar, snapping and taking seven or eight pictures from different angles. Shen Le didn't want to do a CT scan, but with a few X-rays, he could roughly determine the location of the arrowhead.

However, when he got the film, he couldn't help but feel very embarrassed:

"Does this... arrowhead exist?"

Four sheets, four different styles of arrowheads, flat, three-sided, four-sided, and cylindrical;

The other four pictures showed no arrowheads at all, and even the holes on the pillar that he could reach with his hand were not visible.

This cannot be explained by the wrong angle or height, this is simply Schrödinger's arrow!
"So what are you going to do?"

The instructor asked Shen Le again with a smile. Shen Le hesitated for a while, then stood up:
"Never mind! I'll fix everything in this house and solve it all at once! I don't believe I can't handle it!
——Boss, you all retreat, I will do it alone!"

Isn't there still two months left? With my team, two months is enough to rebuild the house completely and hand it in to the instructor!

Well, the premise is that you don't have to worry about the repair process, and don't use modern scientific and technological means to take samples from one place at a time to verify what drugs and methods were used...

(End of this chapter)