The place where Wu Lao led me was a bit remote. In his words, it took two or three hours to take a car. Considering that the hope of saving my second uncle lies with him, I didn’t dare to say anything, so I followed him. .
It is worth mentioning that when I walked out of the Haoyue Minglou community, I happened to ran into Lin Fan. Standing next to her was a man of about 20 years old. The man was fresh and handsome. At first glance, he was either rich or expensive. People stand together like a golden boy and a jade girl.
To be honest, at that moment, I was a little disappointed in my heart. There is no other way. For men, when they see beautiful women have boyfriends, they will be more or less disappointed.
At that time, Lin Fan, when she saw me and Mr. Wu, she was slightly startled, as if she was surprised that I could go out with Mr. Wu, but she just smiled at me, and there was not much overlap. .
After exiting the gate of the community, Mr. Wu led me directly to the bus station. I have to say that the bus station in the big city is more proud than the bus station in our small town. Looking at it, they are all cars and they are still very new. The kind, which is like the bus station in our town, there are only two or three tattered cars.
Mr. Wu bought a bus ticket from Guangzhou to Dongguan. After getting on the bus, I sat in the last row with Mr. Wu, and Mr. Wu began to tell me the purpose of the trip.
He said that the place we were going to was Chang'an Town in Dongguan. I asked him why he was going there.
After staring at me for a while, he slowly said, "Build a temple!"
When I heard these three words, I almost didn't jump up, my face changed, and the voice tremblingly said, "Building a god... Temple?"
He mumbled softly, and said, "Yes, it is to build a temple."
At this time, I can’t sit still anymore. This temple building is not a joke. I used to hear from my seniors that building a temple pays attention to Tian Gang, Dao Cai, Dao Ku, Jing Li, Dao Sha, He Kui, and Xiao Shi. , Canopy, Ziyi, Dao Punishment, Dao Fu Twelve God Prefaces. In these 12 Dao God Prefaces, every step is pious. If you are not careful, you will be killed. It can even be said that even some old carpenters. Don't dare to take this job. As for the ghostsmiths, we don't have decades of experience, and few people are willing to take it.
To put it bluntly, building a temple is to deal with the'god'. In case a place does not do well, it is easy to offend the'god'. According to the market, the cost of building a temple is not high, and it can even be said to be more than ordinary labor. If you want to be low, if you make your wages high, then you are disrespectful of God, and if you want to be low, you will suffer a loss. Coupled with a lot of exquisiteness, few people are willing to do this work.
Then Old Wu saw that I didn't speak, and smiled: "Why? Not willing?"
I swallowed, and said, "Old Wu, I just started, I'm afraid it won't work!"
His face sank, and he said solemnly: "There is decay, what are you afraid of, let you just get a foundation and a frame in the past, and the rest can be done naturally."
I gave a wry smile and murmured in my heart that the difficulty of building a temple is to get the foundation. Like ancient temples, they were generally constructed of wood. With the development of society, the temples now generally use wood. As the foundation, the upper layer is covered with blue bricks, but the main beams and pillars of the temple are still made of wood.
Precisely because of this, when building the foundation and frame, the requirements for the handicraft are extremely high, and an entire temple will collapse if it is not careful.
This made me feel at a loss, so I squeaked and said: "Old Wu, I...I'm afraid I can't do it well!"
He smiled slightly, "It's okay, you can do your best. However, the old ugly can be said to be the first. You are more diligent in building the temple, which determines that the old will save your second uncle with more attention, which is also an equivalent exchange."
After speaking, he closed his eyes slightly and stopped talking.
Seeing his face, I was really dumb eating coptis, and I couldn't tell the pain, but I kept thinking about the process of building a temple.
But then again, I know how to build a temple, and I have learned it, but it's only theoretical knowledge, I haven't practiced it yet. I really want to operate it, but I don't know how to continue.
When I was in the car, my mind was always thinking about building a temple. When the bus arrived at the station, it was almost evening, so Mr. Wu directly packed a minivan and took us to a village called Niuwang under Chang'an Town. The village.
On the way, Mr. Wu told me that the economic conditions of Niuwang Village are good. Most of the women in the village are from chicken-raising. I subconsciously asked, what are the men in this village doing? He glared at me and said, "Nothing." Inquiry.
Laoju said in his heart, I was very simple at that time, thinking that raising chickens really meant raising chickens. I didn't know until later that the chickens here were not used to lay eggs, but to make money.
Elder Wu also told me that the women in this village were a little special and wanted to build a temple to protect their careers from flourishing.
Hearing what he said, the first thought in my mind was that women must be the masters of this village, otherwise, temples would not be built for the sake of career.
When we arrived at Niuwang Village, before getting off the bus, I was shocked by the scene in front of me. The reason is that Niuwang Village is so beautiful, all glazed tiles and brick houses are really beautiful, and there is a place in the village. The archway is more than two feet high and one feet wide. The location directly above is a stone slab with the three characters Niuwangcun carved in black on a white background. It looks very magnificent.
"This village is really rich!" I murmured to Old Wu.
He gave me a vain look and asked the driver to park the car next to the archway. Mr. Wu counted dozens of dollars in the fare, and the two of us got out of the car one after the other.
As soon as I got off the bus, I immediately felt that there was a lot of people in this village. Just less than a minute after standing, several luxury cars drove out from under the archway.
Looking at all this, I was full of emotion. The villagers in our village farmed the fields honestly all year round. It would be difficult to feed a family. I didn’t expect that Niuwang Village would just raise chickens and make the whole village so prosperous. Qian Jian Temple is really a world of difference.
Seeing that I was stunned, Mr. Wu said quietly: "Don't look, come with the old man."
With a cry, I followed Mr. Wu and walked into the village.
Not to mention, this village is really rich. It’s an asphalt road, which is many times stronger than our village’s muddy trails. The village is full of neon lights. The whole village is illuminated like the daytime, no, it’s more than the daytime light. To be bright.
Soon, Mr. Wu led me to a stop next to a mansion. Mr. Wu said: "You are here to wait for the old man, and the old man will come as soon as he goes."
I nodded and didn't say a word, so I found a clean place next to the mansion and sat down, Wu Lao walked in.
After waiting for about three or four minutes, Mr. Wu walked over with a woman in her thirties. The woman had a round face, plump body, and heavy make-up. She stepped on a pair of high heels under her feet and made a dad when she walked. With the sound of clatter, a woman's cigarette is still pinched in his hand.
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