The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 547: With such a big scene, do you think I want to blow up Zhuxi Town?
“Firing a kiln… isn’t something strange.”

Professor Han stroked a lock of gray hair and gave his evaluation of Shen Le's difficulties, analysis, resentment, and complaints.

In fact, he didn't understand most of the spells, auras and so on, and could only try to understand a little bit with difficulty.

But fortunately, Shen Le was also a child brought up by the modern education system, and his thinking also had the unique logic of modern students. So the old professor was still able to comfort him:
"No matter when, trying it yourself will always bring you more insights. Just like those teachers who do porcelain restoration in school, they also burn kilns themselves--"

Not only did he fire the kiln himself, he also tried various methods to restore various famous ancient kilns in history, such as Ru kiln, Jun kiln, Ding kiln, Dehua white porcelain, Longquan celadon...

So a student of porcelain restoration, if he can please his teacher, even if he cannot find a job in his major, at least he can learn a unique skill.

After graduation, I will go to an antique porcelain factory to help people make porcelain. At least I can become an engineer or something, so I don’t have to work hard as a delivery man.

Since the instructor said so, Shen Le no longer had the possibility of taking a detour, or in other words, no reason to be lazy.

He said goodbye dejectedly and teleported back to his mansion. He paid the Special Affairs Bureau to help find someone to build two kilns in the newly opened experimental area next to the mansion:
One is a traditional fire-burning brick kiln, and the other is an electric kiln. Then, roll up your sleeves and work hard:
Playing in the mud!

Mix with mud!

Make bricks!

"Ah, I'm so tired..."

Shen Le pounded his back unsteadily. Behind him, a clay figurine appeared and poked its head in:

"Do you need help? Do you want us to do some work for you?"

"Ah, no need." Shen Le gave him a tired smile:

"This little work is nothing to my present condition. I just..."

It's just a complaint. I just feel that with my current position, I shouldn't be doing such rough work. It can obviously be handed over to the workers, right?

You can obviously buy ready-made bricks, right?
Although making it by hand would help him comprehend the integration of water and soil, he always felt that the efficiency was too low...

"By the way, is there a brick factory nearby that I can buy some bricks from? Can I use the clay I specify to make them?"

Shen Le worked hard all day and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he called the omnipotent Gu Yulin - and the omnipotent Special Affairs Bureau behind him.

Gu Yulin asked him why he wanted the bricks, was silent for a while, and then carefully suggested:

"How about I help you find a blanking machine? According to your requirements, a small one might be enough..."

"what?"

"what?"

"Nothing, nothing. Please help me contact——" Shen Le's speech speed suddenly increased, and even through the phone, one could hear that he was excited:
"It's better to rent it. I won't need it for long anyway. If it's inconvenient, I can buy it! I can buy it!"

Gu Yulin: “…”

So you locked yourself up in the mansion and played with mud, just because you didn't think you could rent a machine?
So how are so many bricks produced in China?
Calm down, calm down. Monsters always lack a lot of knowledge, which is why they need the Special Affairs Bureau to serve them.

The same is true for humans. The more a practitioner indulges in his own world, the more he will forget some common sense. He should have gotten used to it a long time ago...

The Special Affairs Bureau responded quickly. Before the end of the next day, a small blanking machine had been moved to Shen Le's workplace, along with the soil he specified.

Shen Le was freed from the most boring manual labor. Even the transportation of the bricks into the kiln was the responsibility of the clay figurines. He just sat next to the kiln and closed his eyes:

"Hmm... this change..."

The forces of earth, fire and water are intertwined, rising and changing constantly.

Shen Le held a wisp of gentle breeze on his fingertips, and he concentrated his mind and felt the power:

They are not in conflict with each other, nor do they oppose each other.

On the contrary, there is a natural harmony between them, and it is because of this harmony that they can come together and develop in a direction that is harder, stronger, and more durable...

"Wait... the electric kiln doesn't work very well..."

Shen Le sensed it carefully and shook his head regretfully. Although the electric kiln can also raise the temperature very high and is clean and pollution-free, there is always a force affecting his perception:
The power of electricity is too strong and too sensitive. There is no other way. Although burning wood is more troublesome and the environment is more dirty, he still has to turn to the old-fashioned working method...

As for the air pollution caused by kiln firing, he can only hope that the Special Affairs Bureau will cover it for him.

No, wait, maybe he could condense a vortex above the kiln chimney and direct the smoke into the water, so there wouldn't be any soot flying around?

Shen Le had to guide the smoke and sense the changes in the bricks, and he was in a state of panic for a while.

He patiently fired kiln after kiln, until the corners of the yard were filled with bricks and half of the yard was covered with bricks. Then he found a pattern:
"I think I can understand the changes. So..."

Turn up the fire a little more and burn it for a little longer, so that the bricks are overburned and about to fall apart!

This work cannot be completed by an earthen brick kiln, or in other words, the structure and sealing of the earthen brick kiln are not strong enough to carry out further work.

Shen Le decisively turned on the electric kiln, adjusted the temperature, adjusted the duration, and after a fierce burning, he got what he wanted:
"Very good, it feels a bit like the Song bricks that have passed through the flames! Next, it's time to try casting a spell!"

Shen Le sat calmly in front of the bricks. On the left was clay, on the right was an over-burned brick, and around him were various instruments.

"So you're going to start rubbing your hands together and exploding?"

Gu Yulin, who had come specially to watch, was very nervous. He couldn't help but be nervous. Shen Le built a half-body wall with sandbags, half-lying behind the wall, with only a pair of eyes exposed;
The instruments were also blocked behind sandbags, and there were even steel plates placed between the two rows of sandbags.

Gu Yulin guessed that if Shen Le hadn't wanted to preserve the integrity of the house, he would have even dug a trench in the yard and squatted in the trench to watch the explosion...

"Well, I think I should be able to control it this time." Shen Le answered a little embarrassedly.

A little bit of fire, a little bit of water. Even if it gets out of control, it shouldn't blow up the equipment, right?
Anyway, he had already removed all the valuable equipment, leaving only two spiritual probes. Produced by the Special Affairs Bureau, the hardness was guaranteed, and it wasn't expensive anyway...

"Then I think you can't set up the steel plate like this." Gu Yulin stood up decisively and gave instructions. Listening to the words, Shen Le said "can be controlled", which means that there will definitely be an explosion -

How much impact can a steel plate protected by sandbags withstand? If half a brick hits it, it will collapse immediately, right?

"Wait a moment, I'll add some equipment for you." He urged earnestly. Without waiting for Shen Le to answer, he took out his cell phone and started calling one by one:
"Hello? ... I'm from the Special Affairs Bureau... send me an explosion-proof barrel..."

"Hey!" Shen Le shouted beside him. That shouldn't be the case!
At most, there will be a little spell out of control, so there is no need for explosion-proof barrels!
"Stop making noise!" Gu Yulin looked straight ahead:

"It's the kind you see in the subway. It's not expensive and is everywhere. You can borrow it and use it for a while. If you don't need it, you can return it. What are you worried about?"

Shen Le kept silent. Gu Yulin continued to make the call:
"Hello? ... Bring me some steel plates, the kind that are welded to the front of the gun, with a frame ...

Gun shield? Yes, yes, that’s it. It doesn’t have to be too big. Give me two. Just enough to hide from people…”

Hey!
Not so!

The explosion I created earlier and the emergency summoning of the power of the metal element were also blocked!
Shen Le glanced sideways. However, it was obvious that Gu Yulin didn't think so, and the people who brought the anti-explosion barrels and gun shields over didn't think so either.

Just five minutes later, sirens rang outside, and a long line of footsteps approached from far away, lining up outside the wall. Shen Le used his mental power to take a look and sighed:

"You guys can't be that serious...even the fire truck is coming!"

Gu Yulin Hehe. Who knows what you are going to rub with your hands? Be lenient with your enemies. What if you blow up the house?
There is a fire truck outside, so everyone can feel more at ease!
The authorities' precautions were more than just fire trucks. Soon, the proprietress of Tianxianglou also called:

"Shen Le, what are you doing? Why is the road here suddenly blocked? It's only because our store still has some defense capabilities, otherwise, we would have to evacuate the crowd!"

Not really, really. Shen Le tried his best to persuade the lady boss and finally appeased her. Then he plunged into the experiment:
As long as my experiment is successful and I'm sure there won't be an explosion, you won't be so nervous, right?
He happily put the bricks into the explosion-proof barrel and covered the barrel lid according to the operating requirements. He expanded his mental power, frowned, and stood up again and moved forward:

"Wait!" Gu Yulin pounced and grabbed the back of his clothes:
"What do you want to do? The explosion-proof barrel lid cannot be opened!"

"I can't control it if I can't open it... Anyway, it doesn't matter if it sprays up, right?"

"Wait, let me cover you with a bomb-proof blanket..."

After a lot of tossing and turning, Shen Le was finally able to lie down behind the sandbag explosion-proof wall and concentrate on casting spells.

Draw out the power of the Fire Element, draw out, draw out a little more, until you are about to draw it apart, very good;
Then inject the earth element power, inject the water element power, let them slowly soak in and mix thoroughly. Finally, inject the fire element power, slowly, very slowly...

"boom!"

There was a loud bang. The explosion-proof barrel shook twice, and the explosion-proof blanket on top was lifted up a piece, and then fell down heavily.

Before Shen Le could get up, two firefighters rushed over from the corner of the yard, dragging explosion-proof barrels and leaving...

"Hey! That's not necessary! The impact isn't that big!" Shen Le stretched out his hand to stop him:
"You can use it a few more times!"

"Shut up!" Gu Yulin dragged him hard:

"Your safety is the most important! You can afford it anyway!" Even this set of explosion-proof barrels and explosion-proof blankets can be sent to the Special Affairs Bureau for targeted research.

How powerful is the spell explosion? How powerful is Shen Le's attack? Is this spell replicable? Can it form a fixed spell and talisman?

Anyway, the explosion-proof barrels used in subways only cost a few thousand yuan each, and it is even cheaper to purchase in bulk.

Don’t underestimate our country’s industrial strength!

This little money is nothing to you!

Shen Le kept silent, watching the firefighters clean up the ground, deliver new explosion-proof suits, and retreat to the corner. He tried to struggle:
"At least the fire trucks and the surrounding isolation belts can be removed! - As you can see, an explosion-proof barrel can hold it down!"

"Try a few more times." Gu Yulin rejected his request expressionlessly:

"If nothing goes wrong today, let the fire truck go back. Otherwise, who knows if you controlled the spell equivalent last time?"

Sigh... What about the trust between people? But there is nothing we can do, the Chinese are like this. If no one dies, everything is fine. But if someone dies, the local officials will be in trouble.

There is no reason to let others take risks with the lives of ordinary people and their own official hats, right?

Shen Le sighed again and again. After sighing several times, he had no choice but to calm down and concentrate on casting a spell:
The only solution now is to quickly increase the success rate of the spell, make it succeed once and not explode again, so that these old guys who are worried too much can put their hearts back in their stomachs!
"boom!"

Tsk, the injection of fire power was a little too fast this time.

"boom!"

Tsk, I was too hasty in starting, and the earth and water forces were not fully mixed.

"boom!"

Ah, the explosion was much smaller this time, it seems we are very close to victory...

"Wait, how many explosion-proof barrels did you prepare?!"

"How many subway stations are there in Shanghai? How many airport security checkpoints are there? Just do your thing, if it's not enough, there are more!"

Shen Le: ...

With a sufficient number of experimental subjects and a sufficiently safe experimental environment (the explosion-proof barrels were never used for any other purpose by firefighters except replacing them), Shen Le's practice progressed rapidly.

It only took him one day to be able to rub it with his hands without it exploding.

It took him another day to restore the overburned, crispy and powdered bricks to their original state cleanly and neatly.

After doing this, Shen Le could finally say goodbye to Gu Yulin and return to Citong City to rub the batch of ancient bricks he bought. Gu Yulin also breathed a sigh of relief and lifted his alert:
Thank God, Shen Le finally didn't have to blow up Zhuxi Town!

High-intensity training really works. After finishing three rounds of the electric furnace's output, Shen Le touched the ancient bricks again and could clearly feel their aura:

Which are the pure forces of fire, earth, and water;
Which ones are products that have been attached over a long period of time, such as moss, algae, and dirt;

What are the resentments and pains attached to the objects...

"So what I need is to inject new substances to strengthen its internal structure without destroying or enhancing its spiritual power." Shen Le nodded to himself, rolled up his sleeves and started working:
"First, it's the batch of tomb bricks... a mixture of the tomb owner's resentment, the grief of his relatives, and the evil spirit that has been contaminated by monsters after being occupied by monsters for a long time..."

Shen Le patiently injected strength bit by bit. The earth element is tolerant, and the water element is nourishing, and can even cultivate and strengthen resentment, sadness, and evil spirits;

However, after the infiltration of the power of fire, this violent force, the moment it encountered the evil spirit and resentment, reacted violently with them:
"boom!"

Ah, luckily I was fully prepared. Shen Le silently gave himself a thumbs up:

Explosion-proof barrels are a great thing...

"So this time, we need to control the fire element power and separate it from the resentment on the bricks? Or, should we move the resentment on the bricks to somewhere else first?"

Shen Le felt that his thoughts were like a heated hot pot, bubbling and bubbling. He did not try to stop this, but continued to study according to his own thoughts:
boom!
boom!
boom!
Bricks blast, bricks blast. Two days later, Shen Le stretched out his arms and legs in front of the last tomb brick and stretched his body lazily:
"Fortunately, I bought these bricks myself... If they were given by the Cultural Relics Bureau, wouldn't the boss be so upset that he would vomit blood?"

Song bricks!
They are all Song bricks!
They can all be put in a museum!

Such a huge pile of more than a hundred bricks, cracked right in front of him, all turned into large and small pieces...

Fortunately, the instructor did not accompany him throughout the process and did not check his experimental records, so his blood pressure did not rise. Shen Le continued to work calmly:

After so much training, he was confident that he could handle the last tomb brick...

"Boss! I'm done! I have no use for the remaining bricks, so I can donate them to the school - or let my juniors use them for research and writing papers!"

He poked his head into the laboratory with great enthusiasm:

"Boss, are you happy?"

"In theory I should be happy... but why do these bricks stink so much?"

Shen Le fled in panic.

He shouldn't have worried that he would miss this opportunity and even bought bricks that had been soaked in the sewer for hundreds of years!
He should have asked more!

It’s okay if it stinks for your fellow juniors, but it would be a real sin if it stinks for your boss!
There was only one way to comfort his mentor, and that was to quickly repair the old house. Shen Le rubbed his hands and plunged into the construction site where his fellow apprentices had retreated and dared not enter again:

I'll fix it!

I'll fix it!

I fill up the earth power, I fill up the water power, I ignite the fire to burn... Uh, this old house has been uninhabited for too long, the fire power seems to be a little low, I have to add some...

"Shen Le, are you going to have hot pot in the old house? And work while having hot pot?!"

"Uh……"

Despite the strange looks, Shen Le still brought the stove and gas tank into the old house:
Anyway, these things are easy to find nowadays. Any restaurant that serves beef brisket pot, sukiyaki pot, dry pot bullfrog, grilled fish, etc. will have such sets.

Shen Le walked around casually and bought a portable stove and ten gas cylinders, which were enough for him to cook three or five meals...

Whether we have hotpot or not, isn’t it enough to just fix the house?
Shen Le walked slowly along the wall. The Ming Dynasty wall bricks were relatively solid, and the scent was strong but not too sharp.
With a little bit of strength, it can be reinforced to be strong enough to last another three to five hundred years without any problem.

As for three or five hundred years later, well, it will be too solid and look too fake, so it won’t pass the boss’s project review, right?
Shen Le even had enough energy to concentrate the repair work on the core part of the bricks, leaving only traces of weathering on the outer layer.

Only by repairing it in this way can future generations see the traces of time. Otherwise, what if someone points it out in the future and replaces the old bricks with new ones?
As for Song bricks, the difficulty is much higher and requires ten times the concentration and patience.

Shen Le captured their auras piece by piece, temporarily deposited them on other Song bricks, and then reinforced their structures:
The only question is whether or not to clean off these burnt parts?

After all, the resentment entangled in these things is very deep. Shen Le suspects that if it is not cleared away, the resentment will continue to cause trouble...

"Clean it up? Absolutely not!" The old professor rejected Shen Le's idea:
"This is the significant difference between Song bricks and Ming bricks, and it is something you can see at a glance!

Well, I'm already planning on using some transparent paint, or maybe setting aside a separate area and covering it with a glass cover..."

In this case, an explanatory sign can be placed next to it to allow visitors to see the spacing between Song bricks and Ming bricks, while at the same time introducing the past of this ancient house.

If we remove all the burnt black parts, then there will be nothing left!
"Okay... okay. Then I'll try my best to get rid of the resentment." Shen Le nodded.

He repaired it brick by brick, and reinforced it brick by brick. After all the repairs were completed, he stood in the old house and used his mental power, and couldn't help but sigh:
After these bricks were repaired, the resentment in the old house seemed to become even stronger, as if it was coming alive...

Even in broad daylight, the charred black on the bricks began to spread. No, it was more than just spreading, it was struggling, rising, and dancing—

Drops of black liquid oozed out from the brick surface and flowed down, flowing through the brick walls rebuilt by later generations, flowing through the floor tiles, flowing through the courtyard, and flowing through the house.

As long as Shen Le's mind was a little distracted, and he was not too focused, or he did not deliberately keep his mind focused, he could feel the dark flames rising into the sky and engulfing everything.

In the flames, it seemed as if someone was crying, wailing, tumbling, and roaring—but there were also people laughing wildly, or laughing until tears streamed down their faces...

Then, an unpleasant burnt smell and a sickening fragrance came together and enveloped his whole body, as if countless people were being burned in the house.

"Hey, if you have any ideas or needs, just tell me directly."

Shen Le sighed and opened his arms. He walked forward step by step, toward the wall, toward where the flames were most concentrated.

Not afraid at all, not cowering at all. This house has something to tell him, something to express to him, and it will not hurt him—

Besides, he is protected by the copper plate. The worst that can happen is that he will be dragged into his memory, right?
The next moment, pitch-black flames shot up into the sky and directly engulfed Shen Le. Everything in front of him flickered, and Shen Le once again stood in the mansion. What he saw was a luxurious scene that he had never seen before.

All the decorations, everything, can only be described in one sentence:
Flowers are decorated with brocade, and fire is cooking oil.

(End of this chapter)