Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World

Chijia Mountain.

Chi Qiaosong and his second uncle rode bicycles, while Chi's father and little uncle rode tricycles to transport a pile of barbed wire.

"My mother, if it goes on like this today, it will really cost people's lives." The second uncle carried the barbed wire and walked the mountain road while wiping the sweat with the towel around his neck with his free hand, "The towel can make more than a pound of sweat. "

Chi Qiaosong carried three large barbed wire nets on his back, with only a slight sweat on his forehead: "Go and rest, I work very fast by myself."

He is a master of the half-step warrior realm, with bright energy and dark energy in his body, and he is resistant to cold and cold.

"It's hot, but not tired." The second uncle teased, "Let's work slowly, take a break every time we work, but it's you, Komatsu, the director of the dredging office who works in the field in person."

Father Chi didn't like to joke very much. Hearing the words, he said a little seriously: "Can you forget your roots when you are an official? You are a rural person. When you become an official, do you suddenly become noble and can't get down to the ground?"

The second uncle shook his head at the little uncle: "I can't speak to the elder brother, what is that called, and what is the word for?"

"Generation gap."

"Yes, the generation gap, the three-year-old generation gap, there are two gaps between my eldest brother and me... It's better for both of us, there is not a single gap, and drinking is strong."

Father Chi is thirty-eight years old this year, and second uncle is thirty-two years old this year, a difference of six years. The younger uncle is thirty-one years old this year, born early, and is about the same age as the second uncle.

Talk, laugh, and make fun of each other.

Soon the barbed wire will be emptied against the sun.

Immediately, the four of them locked the gate at the foot of the mountain, turned to the main road along the stone road, and rushed to a hurdle. The withered yellow ridge is incompatible with the surrounding hills.

The old Chi family just finished building a small building that has not yet been renovated, and it was abandoned like this.

The houses of several families at the foot of the mountain were also abandoned. One of the houses was completely ripped off, and an earth temple was built on the foot of the mountain.

The temple gate faces south, facing the road.

"Don't say it, when you don't invite Lord Tudi, you always feel like someone is staring at you when you come to a hurdle. But when you invite Lord Tudi, this feeling is gone."

The second uncle bent down and paid his respects at the Earth Temple.

Father Chi thought it was normal: "It's useless to ask, why do you ask for it? The Lord of the Land is just to bless us."

A few people walked along the foot of the mountain, removed the barbed wire that had been pulled up earlier, and transported it back to Chijia Mountain for further use.

The filth that filled the mountains before was swept away by Xingziguan, and it was sheltered by the Earth Temple. These barbed wire fences have been "cleaned" again and can be recycled.

Chi Qiaosong didn't feel that the power of the Lord of the Earth was so great, and he believed that it was the effect of Xingziguan's coming to remove the filth.

Moreover, the sun in this July day is scorching like fire, and any evil and foul odors will be turned into ashes when illuminated by the sun's rays. Only the filth immersed in the soil needs to be slowly degraded.

He had inspired a breath of qi before, and felt these barbed wire fences and the withered grass at the foot of a ridge.

I didn't feel the presence of filth, so I agreed to Father Chi's suggestion and came to dismantle the barbed wire - the older generation always wanted to save money, and the concept has been deeply rooted in the bones.

Busy until the evening, four talents stopped work.

Father Chi took the lead, lit a stick of incense, and went to pay homage to Duke Tudi.

Chi Qiaosong also bowed in a perfunctory manner. He looked at the clay statue of the land master, and only thought it was ugly. He didn't think that a small clay statue could really protect the villagers.

If it could really protect the villagers, there would not be so many evil stories.

In his opinion, it is not these idols that are really suppressing the evil spirits, but the Taoist temples like the Xingzi Temple and the Sihan Tianshifu.

Where there is evil and trouble, the Taoist temple will send people to eliminate the devil and defend the Tao.

It's just that Chumoweidao was embarrassed to collect money directly, so he simply asked the villagers to build temples and invite statues, so that they could charge in disguise—this is probably because the statues must be invited from Taoist temples.

All the gods that are not invited from Taoist temples belong to the evil gods.

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For several days in a row, the barbed wire was removed every day.

Even Chi Qiaosong took advantage of the noon time to move some old objects out of the old house and dry them in the sun.

When I went back in the evening, I moved all these old things to the bungalow in Songyuan, mainly old photos, old clothes, quick rice bowls and so on.

pat.

A talisman to ward off evil spirits is brushed with glue and stuck to the object.

In order to prevent these old objects and filth remaining, Chi Qiaosong attached all the talismans accumulated by drawing talismans over the past few days to remove the filth to the end.

There was no reaction from Fu Lu, and the breath of Qi above was not stimulated.

There is also the barbed wire at the foot of the mountain. He also put on the talisman to ward off evil spirits. These talismans were not stimulated either.

"Safety," he said to his uncle who was on duty at night.

The little uncle nodded: "Then I'm relieved."

Then yawned and went back to sleep.

The big yellow dog brought seven puppies scattered around the bungalow. These puppies grew very fast and were no longer so cute. However, with their company, Pine Garden is not very lively.

The only one among the dogs is the axe, who is ruthless and never plays with these local dogs.

As soon as there is any disturbance outside, it will immediately get up alertly, patrol around and then come back and lie down.

Xiaoqing usually hid in the nectar tea bushes to rest, Xiaobai continued to lie under the dead wood of the sycamore, and two Wudaomei also hid in the gourd shelf - these spirit beasts seem to have a special preference for spirit roots.

But it is limited to three outer spiritual roots.

I have no feelings for the two roots.

Only the axe occasionally goes to urinate under the laurel and peach trees. At first, Chi Qiaosong would kick it on both feet when he saw it, but he didn't bother to care anymore.

"Not bad, "Yunji Seven Signs" has improved a little bit."

Chi Qiaosong, who came to inspect with a flashlight, looked away from the peach tree.

He was in good shape tonight. He drew 30 different talismans in one breath, three more than before. He came over to see the peach tree, and sure enough, he got the result he wanted.

Go back to the room.

Put away the yellow paper~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Take out the newly bought sandalwood paper.

Sandalwood paper is made from green sandalwood skin, which is a specialty of Jiangnan Province.

Sandalwood paper is tough and moisturizing, smooth but not slippery, white and dense, pure in texture, non-destructive when folded, and has strong moisturizing properties, so it sells well all over the country, and calligraphy and painting lovers like to use sandalwood paper.

Chiqiaosong practiced calligraphy. He used to buy ordinary paper, and even wrote on old newspapers.

Now that I have more and more experience, I feel that I can write in a decent manner, and I start to buy sandalwood paper to practice calligraphy, so as to cultivate my sentiment and temperament.

As the saying goes, there is poetry and literature in the abdomen.

It's a little difficult for him to let him write poems and books, but it seems that it's not a big problem to write with a dashing brush.

Even after he has mastered calligraphy, he still intends to tackle Chinese painting - since ancient times, calligraphy and painting are not separated from each other.

"The deep mountains are still raising people."

After writing a few sheets of rice paper, Chi Qiao let go of the brush, picked up the dried rice paper, and admired the light, vaguely proud: "Now I'm also elegant."

Enjoy a moment, put it back in the rice paper pile.

After taking a shower with the cold water of the water tower, Chi Qiaosong was about to fall asleep, and after a while, he came to the dreamland.

The hairless old fox has recovered, and has been able to arrange the dream like a fairy dojo, and it has also transformed into a fairy style, but the sound is still the smell of a fox.

"Today, the teaching of all the handprints in "Golden Light and Treasures" is over. Brother Chi, your teaching work is over... Hey."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly sniffed his nose forcefully, and said in surprise, "Brother Chi, you smell like incense, have you been going to worship God recently?" Click Download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!