The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 83: Big Demon! The Big Demon Invades Five Hundred Years! Shen Le: Danger!
Shen Le didn't know that someone, or someone else, had caused such a scene outside his house. Finding that his wallet was temporarily safe, he breathed a sigh of relief, left the lotus pond, and returned to the west road of the house.

After walking through the second and third courtyards and stepping into the yard, he heard a rustling sound and finally felt his wallet getting a little fatter.

"Zheng Mo!" He called the little ink bucket's name with a smile:
"Busy now?"

There were two soft thumps. Then with a whoosh, the lead weight flew out of the window, pulling the ink line with it, rushed in front of Shen Le, and made a circle. Shen Le smiled and patted it:
“Are you still doing carpentry?”

The lead pendant flew back with a whoosh. Shen Le followed it into the house and just as he opened the door, a fresh scent of sawdust hit him in the face:

On the empty space against the wall, the headboards, footboards, bed sides, and bed boards were stacked one on top of another, almost as high as a person. It was estimated that there were at least thirty beds put together;

In the middle of the open space, saws, planes, hammers, chisels, and all kinds of woodworking tools were busy working under the command of the ink fountain:
A 1.5m*2m double bed, with five or six different kinds of planers working hard on the bed board, planing out large pieces of snow-white shavings.
On the wooden board next to it, two pairs of hammers and chisels were clanging, each busy with their own work. One was carving a flower of prosperity, the other was carving a magpie on a plum tree, both were clearly carved patterns on the headboard.

"That's amazing! Thank you for your hard work!"

Shen Le patted the ink fountain, then patted each tool, with a smile on his face. The humming sound of the ink line conveyed joy, pride, and satisfaction:
[Of course I am awesome!]

[I’m awesome too! I’m awesome too! ]

There was a crackling sound. All the lights in the workshop went out at the same time, and then lit up one by one. Shen Le raised the small oil lamp with a headache, shook it up and down twice, and shook it twice:
"Little oil lamp, stop making noise! Others are working! Don't flicker the light and disturb others' work!"

You were eating by the pond! Why are you here again? You're everywhere!

By the way, using lightning as the core of consciousness is really such an advantage, running around the whole house, it takes less than a second to run to...

【ah……】

A humming sound came from my mind. On the wick of the oil lamp, a silver light twisted back and forth, as if it was a little unhappy, a little embarrassed, and couldn't bring itself to apologize.

Instead, the ink line hummed twice, and a circle of black light popped out first, spreading to the small oil lamp:
【Hello……】

[It's okay, I'm working, I don't need the light...]

[You play...]

"Well, you are also very good, very good! Come and meet him, this is Zheng Mo, the little ink bucket, the master carpenter of the family.

Zheng Mo, this is a small oil lamp. From now on, all the electrical appliances in the house will be under his control!"

In the spirit's eyes, a circle of silver-white light slowly grew larger, and hesitantly, it collided with a circle of black light.

The two light circles entangled, permeated, and resonated with each other. Shen Le didn't know how they communicated. In short, the two little ones quickly reached a consensus.

Mo Dou continued to direct the carpentry tools to work, and the light of the small oil lamp went out, obviously he had no idea where to go to play.

Shen Le smiled, checked the time, and began to prepare his wallet:

Thirty beds, even if each is sold for 200 yuan, there will be 6,000 yuan in the bank. Oh, I have to ask Xiao Modou to make some expensive goods in the future, otherwise, I really can't afford to feed Xiao Oil Lamp!

11 a month!

Besides, I have to think of a way to make as much money as possible. I always feel something is wrong when I let Xiao Modou work to support the small oil lamp. Obviously, I should be the main earner...

Shen Le took a photo and left immediately to find the proprietress of Tianxianglou!
Pick up Pinocchio from get off work!

Have dinner!
Collect Pinocchio's salary!
By the way, there are so many beds that need to be shipped. I wonder if the boss lady has found a channel?
At six in the evening, Nanhua Street was dark again. Even the mutton noodle restaurant at the end of the old street had only one light on. Shen Le didn't even look at it and stepped in:

Anyway, he agreed to eat here every day!
No matter whether the door is opened today or not, whether it is opened for people or for monsters, there will always be something for him to eat!
The noodle shop was quiet, with more waiters than customers, or rather, there were no customers at all. The proprietress leaned against the counter with a worried look on her face. When she saw Shen Le coming in, she perked up and hurried over to greet him:

"You are back! Come in! What would you like to eat?"

"Whatever, serve it quickly and give it more." When Shen Le smelled the aroma of the mutton noodles, his saliva began to flow, and his stomach and intestines also started to rumble.

The Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming and the Spleen Meridian of Foot Taiyin, the two meridians that had just been opened, seemed to have awakened and were shouting desperately:
"Hungry! Hungry! I want to eat! I want to eat! I want to eat!"

The proprietress entered gracefully and returned gracefully. With a thump, a tray landed in front of her, with a large bowl of white rice and a medium bowl of braised lamb lined up in a row:
"Sir, please eat first! The food is being cooked and will be ready soon!"

Shen Le couldn't wait any longer. He scooped a spoonful of the braised lamb broth onto the rice and took a big gulp.

The crystal clear, plump, slightly sweet rice and the fragrant and rich mutton soup mixed and exploded in his mouth. The gurgling hot stream entered his mouth and seemed to spread to every part of his body. Shen Le couldn't help but sigh:

"good to eat……"

A mouthful of rice, a mouthful of mutton. The braised mutton with skin and meat, when you take a bite, the mutton skin is plump and slightly tough, the mutton is soft, and the cartilage slightly resists the cutting of teeth, with a very rich taste. While chewing, the gravy bursts in the mouth, evenly caring for every taste cell. You will never get tired of eating it no matter how many times you eat it.

After swallowing it, the stomach and intestines moved rapidly, and the heat flow spread to the limbs and bones at an unprecedented speed. Before he even started to practice Qigong, this thin heat flow had already naturally flowed up along the meridians.

But after the stomach moved for a while, it became empty again, as if nothing had been filled in.

It feels like this magical digestive ability can not only digest ordinary food, but even the boss lady’s obviously special food can be digested without any hindrance!

He can eat a big bowl today!

Even two big bowls!
I ate a full meal in one go. If I practice Qigong tonight, I should be able to make a lot of progress!
"Come often if the food is delicious." The proprietress came quickly over, carrying a plate of emerald green stir-fried vegetables and a plate of green, white and black stir-fried fresh vegetables, and placed them on the table.

After taking a look at Shen Le's eating habits, he tried to smile, pulled out a chair from the table next to him, and sat down not too far away:
"Sir, the town has been a bit chaotic recently. A powerful demon has invaded. It is suspected that it has cultivated for more than 500 years. Although you are a master, you still have to be wary of villains. Please be careful.

It would be better to strengthen the defense of the house? Do you want me to let Xiaoyu and the others come over and stay with you temporarily?"

"What? A big demon?"

Shen Le raised his head from his rice bowl, with a trace of light brown mutton soup on the corner of his mouth, and a blank look on his face:

"Why did you suddenly come here?!"

"This……"

The proprietress smiled awkwardly. She was a little embarrassed to speak up for causing trouble to Shen Le because of their own business.

After struggling for a long time, he stammered and whispered in a roundabout way:
"It's like this. Thanks to your kindness a few days ago, Xiaoyu survived the catastrophe safely. We are open to guests here, and there are quite a lot of people coming and going. I don't know how someone spread the word that there is a secret method to survive the catastrophe in this town..."

"what?!"

Shen Le frowned immediately, and the braised lamb in his mouth no longer smelled good. Overcoming the tribulation? Helping the monster to overcome the tribulation?
The time when he helped Xiaoyu, he himself didn't know how he helped. It seemed like he just stared at the sand table and stuck a metal chopstick into it.

Not to mention asking him to summarize the principles and methods, even if he were asked to copy and repeat it again, he wouldn't dare to say that he would be able to repeat it successfully...

How powerful is the monster that needs the secret method to overcome the tribulation?

Shen Le has no data, so it's hard to estimate. But, conservatively speaking, it should be five hundred years, right?
If a five-hundred-year-old monster really wanted to hit him... Shen Le estimated that the other party would only need one slap, and then he would have to kneel down and beg him...

Yes, beg him not to die, at least, hand over the secret method of overcoming the tribulation before you die.

"So, how strong is that monster?"

The proprietress hesitated for a moment, looked at Shen Le, then looked at her own palm, her expression torn between "You don't know this either?" and "Maybe you are testing me." After thinking for a while, she stood up and said:
"Come with me—"

Shen Le followed her through the back kitchen, walked through an alley, and soon arrived at an empty field. The field was overgrown with weeds, and there were several old cars parked there, with rust all over their surfaces.

The proprietress took a deep breath and turned to Shen Le:
"First of all, I am a flower fairy, not an animal fairy. My attack method is different from its. However, as a fairy who is five hundred years old, it can at least do this--"

As he spoke, his face slightly straightened, and he raised his bare hands. Shen Le felt his feet suddenly shake, and the field in front of him seemed to be hit by a cannonball, with the soil flying and exploding into a large area of at least 10 square meters.

what is this?
This power is as powerful as a cannonball!!!

How big was the shell that caused such a big crater? 122? 155?!
"Ah, it's not what you think. It's using the growth of plants to push up the soil." The proprietress added with a smile: "But the next one is the killer move -"

Before he finished speaking, all kinds of weeds and vines on the ground grew wildly as if in fast-forward. In a few blinks of an eye, they grew to the point where they blocked out the sun and filled Shen Le's entire field of vision.

There was a creaking sound. The old car parked in the field made a teeth-grinding sound as if it was being crushed and twisted by a machine.

After a moment, the proprietress waved her hand, and all the weeds fell off, turned into grass powder, and were blown away by the breeze.

The car in the middle of the wilderness had been tangled into a knot and had completely lost its shape.

Shen Le took a deep breath. If he were to get into this kind of situation, he would definitely be killed!
And there’s no way to run away… the vines will strangle you and strangle you to death…

Is it too late for me to seek asylum now? Or, where is safe?!

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