The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 528 We don’t want to work! We want to watch Shen Le work! We want to watch! (Please give me a monthly ticket at the end of the month)
Shen Le rubbed his hands and was about to rush into the ancient house and repair the house by himself in two months.

Well, speaking of it, the workload of repairing Yun Kun is not much less than that of repairing this ancient house, and he did it all by himself!
Not to mention, he has been strengthened twice now, and is much stronger than when he repaired Yun Kun. There are also many more little guys helping him...

Even if that makeup delivery team could not help carry the roof beams, they could at least help carry the bracket parts, lay tiles, lay floor tiles, and do all kinds of odd jobs.

As for various delicate tasks, such as painting, grinding, polishing and so on, Luoquns can already do it very well!
He even has a technical support team behind him! Although the mentors don't have to step into the ancient house, they can at least help look up information and give plans!
Shen Le opened his arms, gently hugged the old professor, and was about to push him out of the old house. Just as he exerted force, a scream came from the side:
"Wait! Brother, wait a minute! Look at me!"

Shen Le turned his head quickly and saw his junior brother Ma Xuanyu, whom he had rescued from the [Dark Ancient House]. He had a bitter face, one hand on his chest, and was tremblingly pulling the zipper with the other hand.

Swish, swish, two layers of zippers were pulled open in succession, and the junior apprentice stretched out his hand to pull up his shirt, revealing his skinny body like a boiled chicken, and his abdomen without any lines...

Um, no abs.

Although Shen Le himself did not work out very hard, he still had abdominal muscles after being cleansed by the heat flow from the copper sheet!

Ahem, I am getting off topic. Anyway, this junior fellow exposed his abdomen, chest, and four or five red spots on his chest and abdomen. One on the heart, one on the right chest, and two on the abdomen.

There was another one, which slowly, slowly emerged under Shen Le's gaze, from light red to scarlet, and from scarlet to dark red...

Shen Le's expression suddenly became serious. If he was not mistaken, the red dot on Junior Brother Ma's body and the human figure with thousands of arrows piercing his heart on top of the beam basically matched!
What does it mean?
The resentment of this ancient house has entangled my junior brother?

Don't you give me face?
You don't give me face, do you want me to kill you directly? !
Shen Le's face was gloomy. He stretched out his hand and patted Junior Brother Ma on the shoulder, and the heat swept through Junior Brother Ma's body.

Not only did it travel along the meridians, but it also went to the skin and skin, circling around the red spots on his chest and abdomen, and then circling again and again...

"strangeness……"

After three consecutive turns, Shen Le frowned and remained silent. He could not drive away these red dots and the resentment attached to them!
This is outrageous. There is something he can't drive away?

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, not at all, it just felt hot suddenly just now. Senior Brother..."

Junior Brother Ma looked at him tremblingly, with a look of pleading for help. He also saw the marks on the beam!
He doesn't want to be pierced by thousands of arrows!

He doesn't want to die!

Senior Brother Shen, please save me, you are our last hope!
Shen Le... Shen Le had no other options, after all, he was not a professional. Facing the horrified look in his junior brother's eyes, he thought for a moment, then turned to ask the other person who was trapped in the ancient house at the same time:

"Junior sister, how are the marks on your body? Have they changed?"

"It seems to have gotten a little darker..."

Sister Huang pulled the silk scarf from her neck with a bitter face. The pink marks on her neck did not seem to have changed at all, in Shen Le's opinion.

It was Sister Huang who saw Shen Le's puzzled look and said depressedly:

"It's gotten darker! It's gotten two shades darker! From apricot pink No. 11 to vibrant pink No. 87!"

"Isn't that 76 shades darker?!"

Shen Le was shocked. Beside him, two junior students nodded in agreement. Ma Xuanyu hesitated to speak. The old professor sighed and turned away.

There was a slight movement in the backpack, and Lan Zhuang's voice rang in Shen Le's mind, sounding both angry and amused:
[If you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense! Yves Saint Laurent’s serial numbers are not arranged from small to large according to color! ]

Ah…oh…

Well, it’s a professional matter, so we should listen to the opinions of professionals. When it comes to the color of cosmetics, it’s obvious that Huang and Lanzhuang are experts among experts.

Even though Shen Le could use various pigments to mix the most suitable colors and repair ancient paintings, clay figurines, and statues, he was no different from a layman in this regard, and his two junior brothers were almost the same.

As for why Junior Brother Ma knew something about this issue, well, Shen Le felt that this matter might be related to why Junior Brother Ma and Junior Sister were trapped in the dark side of the ancient house...

He probably couldn't remove the mark on his junior brother's body by himself. Shen Le thought about it, silently took out the copper piece, held it in his palm, and pressed it against his junior brother's chest:
"Copper Piece! Brother Copper Piece! Lord Copper Piece! It's up to you! Don't embarrass me!"

The copper sheet didn't move. Shen Le tried to inject heat into it, but after a long time, the copper sheet just swallowed it and didn't spit it out, giving him no feedback at all.

Shen Le tried hard to practice his internal energy, and felt like he had squeezed out every last bit of heat in his body. However, the copper sheet was like a bottomless pit and could not be filled at all.

Well, with its status, it can swallow any giant beast without even burping. Shen Le's ability is really not enough to fill it up...

Shen Le inputted his strength while communicating desperately. After communicating countless times, the copper sheet lazily heated up and spit out a little bit of strength:
Well, it was not for his junior brother, but for Shen Le. Fortunately, this power was mixed with vague information:

If only you could control it...

I would like to control it, but I can't do it!
Shen Le was anxious. His previous plan to control the spiritual weapon was to repair the artifact from beginning to end.

After the repair, naturally, I was also tainted with his aura, and was enlightened by him. When I opened my eyes, I saw him, which was equivalent to recognizing him as the creator, and naturally obeying his words.

However, he had only just started to build this old house!

Is this to make him compete with himself, to race between the speed at which he repairs the old house and enhances its spirituality and the speed at which he can control it?
Shen Le felt like he couldn't handle anything!
He frowned, took back the copper piece, and walked around his junior brother. Junior brother Ma held his underwear and stared at Shen Le tremblingly, not daring to breathe.

After a while, Shen Le's eyes suddenly lit up and he clapped his hands:
"Have it!"

"What?" The old professor and several students asked at the same time. Shen Le put his index finger on his lips and hushed:
"Don't talk! Let's leave this house first and talk slowly!"

Even he was afraid of disturbing the ancient house or revealing its secrets, so the old professors naturally followed his lead.

The group quietly left the house and returned to their residence. Shen Le clicked on the image of [Dark Ancient House] given by the scanner, and was beaming with joy:

"I think the old house may have remembered what it once looked like and wanted to become like this. I just need to build an identical one, attract it here, and then seal it up, and it won't be able to interfere with my fellow disciples!"

A group of people stared at him, all with eyes that looked like they were listening to a foreign book. After a long while, the old professor said softly:

"So, you're still planning to build a house? - Let's not talk about the location, construction period, and cost issues. Even if you can build it, how do you plan to attract it?"

Shen Le chuckled. He rubbed his hands together and enlarged the image again and again:
"You don't have to build a complete house, just build a model. Then capture the atmosphere of the old house on the model. I've done this before, so I have experience!"

The old professor no longer wanted to ask Shen Le when he had done it and how he had such a strange experience. He just smiled and continued to wait. Sure enough, Shen Le said again:
"Of course, the more similar this model is to the old house, the better. Can I ask the instructor to help me break this model into parts and mark the size of each part?"

This request was so easy that the old professor just waved his hand and the students rushed over, each copying a document and starting to work.

Professor Han only needs to give the order:

"Wang Jun, you are responsible for the first entrance. Lin Jiansheng, you are responsible for the second entrance. Ma Xuanyu, you are responsible for the third entrance. Huang Chuxia, you are responsible for the guard houses on the left and right sides, as well as the alleys between the guard houses and the main house.

Take apart every part of the house, shrink it down… shrink it a hundred times, and save it as a single file. Then ask, is there a fast 3D printing manufacturer that can make it within three days? "

The scanner has already revealed the structure of the house, and they just need to take it apart piece by piece, which is not difficult.

The students started to work separately. Although Shen Le thought that 3D printing was not a good idea and the things produced might not be able to bring out the atmosphere of the ancient house, he did not stop it.

He brought a batch of ordinary wood, ordinary clay, spiritual wood, spiritual clay, and a miniature lathe, and was ready:
He will wait for his junior fellow students to finish 3D printing. If that doesn’t work, he will do it himself!

Well, maybe he will personally let Xiao Modou attack...

To be honest, modern technology is really fast. On the first day, the juniors had already split the scanned files of all the beams, pillars, roof tiles, and floor tiles and sent them to the manufacturer.

On the second day, they disassembled all the brick carvings, gray carvings, wood carvings, and other decorations on the roof, under the eaves, on the sides of the horse head wall, brackets, brackets, and so on. On the third day, they disassembled all the door panels, window frames, and other interior decorations, as well as all the furniture and plaques in the ancient house...

While people are working hard to disassemble the parts here, 3D printing manufacturers are working desperately to produce parts.

At the end of the fifth day, a model of a three-story house had been neatly arranged in front of Shen Le, with all the parts put together...

Shen Le stretched out his hand, pressed it on the roof of the first entrance of the house, and closed his eyes slightly. The heat flowed in quietly, then withdrew, then flowed in again, and then withdrew again.

After a moment's silence, he stood up and walked out:
"I'm going to go to the old house and see if I can introduce the aura of the old house into it..."

I feel like this material isn't very good.

He declined everyone's offer to follow him, and came to the door of the ancient house holding the model. He stepped in, closed the door, and immediately released the clay figurine in the pen holder:

"Come on, carry the model with me. Hold it steady and don't drop it. This is your job, can you do it well?"

The clay figurine stood quietly, not speaking or lifting a foot. From Shen Le's backpack, Zhong Xiaomei's gentle rebuke came out:

[Carry your things and follow me. If you can't do it, change people! ]

Does this mean "There are many people who can do this job, we don't need you, if you can't do it, you can be replaced"?

This statement is too much like that of a company animal, no, too much like that of a boss!
Shen Le pursed his lips, swallowed his complaints, and started to work. First, he concentrated his mental power, covered a section of the wall in front of him, grabbed a handful of breath, and pressed it on the model;
Pause for a moment, feel it, and make sure the breath has not disappeared, then cover another section of the wall, grab a handful of breath, and press it on the model;

Move two steps, stare at a pillar, and grab a handful...

Rotate slowly like this, one wall per minute, one pillar per minute.

He spent an hour and a half in the first hall of the old house, attaching his breath to the model as delicately as possible, and then moved on to the second hall.

Very good, at least so far, the aura on the model has not dissipated, and it can still be connected to the ancient house. Come on, work hard!

Shen Le worked hard. The second entrance was obviously the main hall of the ancestral hall, and the decoration was much more complicated and grand than the first entrance.

Shen Le went back and forth for two and a half hours and finally completed the task, but got stuck on the ancient well:
"What the hell! The smell of this well - what's going on?"

He grabbed a handful and pressed it on the model, and the ancient well model fell apart with a snap;

Then I carefully clamped the well wall with tweezers, assembled it well, and infused the breath upwards, but the ancient well model still fell apart;

There was no other choice but to jump into the well, grab the scent of the bricks at the bottom of the well one-to-one, and apply it to the model bricks.

Thankfully, the bricks didn’t crack this time. However, when Shen Le stacked the soaked bricks together—

Wow!

Click!

A black gas rushed up from the bottom of the well, rushing around and spreading everywhere. Before Shen Le had time to calm it down, the well model he had built cracked and broke into pieces...

Not only were all the bricks cracked, but tiny traces of blood seeped out from the bottom of the model, directly dyeing the entire house model deep red.

Shen Le wanted to control the model again, or use it to influence the ancient house in front of him, but he was shocked to find that the model and the ancient house had been disconnected and completely ignored him.

“Well, 3D printed ones won’t work.”

Shen Le walked out of the old house holding the house model and shrugged at his junior brother Ma who had jumped out of the driver's seat and was waiting anxiously by the car.

On the spot, Junior Brother Ma screamed and his face turned pale:

"Then what?!"

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm here with you, I guarantee you'll be fine." Shen Le patted his shoulder, not daring to let him continue driving, and took a taxi back to his residence.

Seeing everyone gathering around him with concern, he waved his hand vigorously, dismissed everyone, and started working hard:
"Zheng Mo! It's up to you! Follow the model and use the wood I gave you to make a new model at a 1:1 ratio!"

[No problem! Leave it to me! ]

The little ink fountain flicked the ink line excitedly. With a buzzing sound, saws, planes, chisels, and knives jumped out of the woodworking box and lined up on the table.

They rushed to the wood blocks and began to saw the big wood into small wood blocks, the small wood into small wood blocks, and the wood blocks into wood chips...

Oh, little Modou even had enough time to spare. He lit a pot nearby and watched the fire while he worked, trying to burn the fish maw glue without Shen Le's intervention!
Shen Le... Shen Le certainly had his own things to do. Xiao Modou was responsible for making walls, pillars, beams, brackets, and various wooden parts;

Shen Le was right beside him, laying out the straight copper welding rods one by one. He stuck a ruler on them and drew lines accurate to millimeters according to the length of the model tile.
Then, cut out rectangular gaps on the copper welding rod according to the drawn lines. One copper welding rod cuts out thirteen rectangles, and four copper welding rods put together make exactly 39 holes...

Then knead the clay, knead the clay, press the clay into the pores of the welding rod, try to fill it up until there is no space left, and flatten the excess part.

Finally, use a spray gun to spray along the welding rod, burn the clay instantly until it is dry, and then knock and poke to create a gap...

Great, 39 tiles, done!

Shen Le raised his hands, stretched his body, and gave himself a thumbs up. Turning his head, he saw thousands of strands of black hair climbing onto the tabletop at some point:
Roll up the welding rod, roll up the clay, roll up the spray gun, and start repeating his work...

"Stop! Stop it!"

Shen Le quickly stopped him. The black hair was clean and soft, but when it was stained with clay, it became too dirty to look at;

Not to mention, if the flame of the spray gun gets a little close to it, it will start to yellow and curl, and if you get any closer, it will burn!

"Little Sister Zhong! Let your clay figurines attack!"

Shen Le gave the order decisively. Zhong Xiaomei said nothing, only seventy or eighty finger-high clay figurines jumped out of the pen holder and started working.

Those who make tiles make tiles, those who make ridge tiles make ridge tiles, those who make floor tiles make floor tiles, those who make stone foundations make stone foundations...

Well, the clay figurines don't need to be restored to their original size. Smaller models are just right. It doesn't take up much space, the work is precise, and the speed is fast!

Shen Le could even cross his arms and watch the fun from the side. Anyway, he could use the models made by Xiao Modou, and by analogy, he could also use the models made by Zhong Xiaomei's clay figurines...

Even better, these little guys can work 3 hours a day, all day long, just like 24D printing machines.

Relying on the accumulation of manpower (?), he actually built the second model within three days. The speed was so fast that it was not inferior to the 3D printing of modern industry.

However, when Shen Le brought out a batch of spiritual wood and spiritual clay, wanting them to build the third model, several of the little guys expressed resistance:
[No! No! ]

[What if the model I just built can be used? If I build another one, wouldn’t that be a duplication and a waste?]

[We are going to take a look at the old house! Let's see how you communicate with it and seal it! ]

[Watch! Watch! Watch you work! ]

Shen Le: “…”

So the fact that you don't want to waste time is secondary, the main thing is that you want to see me work, right?
You've been working for so long, and now it's my turn. You want me to perform for you, right?
(End of this chapter)