"Senior brother, I heard that your master built this nest for you when he was at his lowest, right?" Monkey suddenly asked.
Lone Wolf trembled, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Yes, that's why it's so broken! Fortunately, it doesn't leak..." After that, Lone Wolf left.
The monkey clasped his hands together, faced the lone wolf's back, and silently recited: "Amitabha!"
Monkey has always been unhappy with the ranking of the temple. He asked himself, in terms of Buddha nature, he is much better than the second-rate Lone Wolf and the cute little Squirrel. Just because he came late, he has to be the third child. There is some knot in my heart. But today, he suddenly figured out something. It made sense for him to be the senior brother who came first.
At this moment, Fang Zheng looked at Hong Boy with a puzzled expression and said, "Disciple, come here, touch your head to see if you have a fever."
Red Boy rolled his eyes and said, "Don't you understand? I want that cradle! There's no need to do anything more, that's it." After saying that, Hong Boy ran away again like the wind.
Fang Zheng wiped his nose and muttered: "Isn't this stupid apprentice out of his mind?"
Fang Zheng didn't care that Hong Hai'er disliked the cradle. If it were him, he would dislike it too... He was comparing his feelings with his own, so he worked hard to make the cradle better. Therefore, as soon as Honghaier protested, Fangzheng immediately planned to help him make a new, big cradle. But now it seems that it is no longer necessary...
Fang Zheng didn't know that his embarrassment was interpreted by Red Boy and Monkey as painstaking favoritism. He was moved and filled with joy...
Looking at the temple in the distance, Fang Zheng sighed: "We still have to save money. Then we can slightly expand the temple. At the very least, the disciples will have a decent place to live. It's not a problem to live in a woodshed all the time." ah."
But when he thinks about money, Fang Zheng gets a headache. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the sun is getting stronger, and fewer and fewer people come to offer incense. The incense money has also been affected, and now it takes a few days to get some money into the account...
Shaking his head, Fang Zheng looked at some bamboos piled on the ground. Since the cradle didn't need to be made, it couldn't be wasted... Let's make some tables, chairs and benches.
Thinking of this, Fangzheng sat on the ground and picked up bamboos one by one, studying their details. Real carving is not about carving something you want to carve, and just take the materials and start carving. Instead, you have to comply with the texture, direction, and shape of the material, and then use your imagination to make an ordinary item exude the charm it deserves with the least amount of hands!
This is just like putting on makeup for a beautiful woman. A bad makeup artist will put on heavy makeup, covering up her natural appearance, and she will look completely different before and after makeup. The top makeup artists have just a few tricks to amplify the advantages of natural beauty and reduce the disadvantages. At first glance, you are still you, but you are beautiful! Maybe not as good as those immortals, but you have reached the ultimate level that you can reach.
This is what Fang Zheng does. He does not seek to make an item the best in the world, but he wants to be the first among such works!
Picking up the bamboo and looking at it at a glance, the weight of the bamboo and the density of each section were presented in his mind. It was not a presentation of data, but he just knew it! There is no other, but I am familiar with it! This is the feeling... Fang Zheng felt more and more the perversion of the system, which simply turned him into a master-level existence in an instant. If he hadn't experienced it personally, he wouldn't have believed it.
He raised the knife and lowered it. The bamboo in his hand was separated with a knife, and it happened to be cut on a stain. There was a small hole in the cross section. With this knife, the small hole disappeared, and the material in his hand became more and more perfect.
Fang Zheng worked quickly, and soon several small chairs, two long stools, and a long table were made. Again, these tables and chairs did not use nails, they just stuck to each other through the gaps between the wood. They were perfect. combine together.
"Although it's not the best, it's still pretty good." The tables and chairs in Fang Zheng's eyes still had some flaws, but this was his limit, and that was it.
After returning the tables, chairs and benches to the yard, the lone wolf, monkey, red boy, and squirrel immediately came over, touching this and that, and they were all very happy.
"Master, it's not easy. We finally have tables, chairs and benches. From now on, we no longer have to sit on rocks and use wolves as table legs when eating." Hong Boyer sighed.
Lone Wolf felt sad when he thought about what happened to him back then. It was really a past that he couldn't bear to look back on.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "You talk a lot and your craftsmanship is pretty good. From now on, our temple will never have to worry about furniture again."
The squirrel jumped up on a bamboo chair, touched it happily, and shouted: "Master, I also want a bed like this! There are chairs, and a cradle! And... and many, many more..."
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll make it for you in a minute. But the one I'm going to use for you needs to be finely carved, and the machete will definitely not work."
"Master, I found this! Can it be used?" At this time, the monkey took out the tip of a broken knife and asked.
Fang Zheng was stunned when he saw it. A memory emerged in his mind. Under the moonlight, under the Bodhi tree, the man who entered the temple with a sharp knife to seek refuge. The man who committed murder and robbery in order to save his daughter, finally entered reincarnation. Man—Han Xiaoguo! His knife was broken by Fang Zheng and the broken blade was thrown away, but he didn't expect that the monkey would find it.
Han Xiaoguo said that this knife was a world-famous knife given to him by their captain when he left the mercenary organization. It was sharp, extremely strong, and also a murderous knife!
Thinking of this, Fang Zheng took the knife from the monkey's hand and sighed: "Your master, the poor monk, has been rescued. Now I will rescue you. You were a killing knife in the past, and you will be a carving knife in the future."
It's a bit sentimental and a bit sad.
But a voice interrupted this sad atmosphere!
Click!
Fang Zheng and the others looked over after hearing the sound, and saw the lone wolf sitting there with an aggrieved look on his face, his head slightly lowered, and his eyes furtively raised to look at Fang Zheng secretly. Under his butt, there was a lame chair that was broken by him sitting on it, lying pitifully on the ground, crying out about the atrocities of this damn fat man!
The Northeastern wolf is a relatively large wolf species. An adult male wolf can reach a weight of about 100 kilograms. As the wolf king among the wolves, the lone wolf is already a big man, weighing one hundred thirty or forty pounds! After coming to Yizhi Temple, I ate and drank good food every day. Crystal rice and rootless purified water nourished my whole body. I also took Wanyandan from Lingshan. Although Wanyandan is not a elixir for strengthening the body, it is useful. The material is medicine from Lingshan, which contains more or less spiritual energy and Buddhist energy, which is of great benefit to him. I had been frightened by the Kui Niu War Drum before, the sound of the bells had passed away, and the Buddhist energy entered my body, and I benefited again.
(End of chapter)