ghost craftsman

Chapter 128 Building a Temple

The place Mr. Wu took me to was a bit remote and far away. In his words, it would take two or three hours by car. Considering that the hope of saving my second uncle was all on him, I didn't dare to say anything, so I followed him all the time. .

It is worth mentioning that when walking out of the Haoyue Minglou community, I happened to run into Lin Fan, and there was a man about 20 years old standing next to her. Standing together, like a golden boy and a jade girl.

To be honest, at that moment, I felt a little disappointed, and there was nothing I could do about it. Men, when they see a beautiful woman has a boyfriend, they will be more or less disappointed.

And Lin Fan at that time, when she saw me with Mr. Wu, she was slightly startled, as if she was surprised that I was able to go out with Mr. Wu, but she just smiled at me, and there was not much interaction .

After leaving the gate of the community, Mr. Wu led me directly to the bus station. I have to say that the bus stations in big cities are more luxurious than the ones in our small town. From a distance, they are full of cars, and they are still very new. It's not like the bus station in our town, there are only two or three dilapidated cars.

Mr. Wu bought a bus ticket from Guangzhou to Dongguan. After getting on the bus, Mr. Wu and I sat in the last row, and Mr. Wu began to tell me the purpose of this trip.

He said that the place we were going to was Chang'an Town in Dongguan, and 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 I trembled: "Jianshen... Temple?"

He hummed softly and said, "Yes, it is to build a temple."

Now, I can't sit still anymore, this building of the temple is not a joke, I heard from my brother before that the construction of the temple pays attention to Tiangang, Taocai, Taoku, Jingli, Taosha, Hekui, Xiaoshi , Canopy, Purple Clothes, Dao Xing, and Dao Talisman Twelve Divine Prefaces. In these twelve divine prefaces, none of the steps are pious. If you are not careful, you will be killed. It can even be said that even some old carpenters are also I dare not take this job. As for us ghost craftsmen, 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". If something is not done well in a certain place, it is easy to offend the "god". If you ask for a low wage, you ask for a high wage, which is disrespectful to God.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Mr. Wu smiled and said, "Why? Don't you want to?"

I swallowed my saliva and said, "Mr. Wu, I've just entered the industry, so I'm afraid I can't do it!"

His complexion darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "There is an old man here, what are you afraid of, let you go there just to get a foundation and a frame, and the rest will be taken care of naturally."

I smiled wryly, and couldn't help muttering in my heart that the difficulty in building a temple lies in getting the foundations on it. Temples in ancient times were usually made of wood, but with the development of society, temples today are generally made of wood. As the foundation, the upper layer is covered with blue bricks, but the main beams and beams of the temple are still made of wood.

It is also because of this that when making the foundation and frame, the requirements for craftsmanship are extremely high, and the entire temple will collapse if one is not careful.

This made me feel at a loss, so I whispered, "Mr. Wu, I... I'm afraid I can't do it well!"

He smiled slightly, "It's okay, you just put your heart into it. However, the old man can say the ugly things first. You put more effort in building the temple, and it is decided that the old man will put more effort into saving your second uncle. It can be regarded as an equivalent exchange."

After speaking, he closed his eyes slightly and stopped talking.

Looking at his face, I really am a dumb person eating coptis, I can't express my suffering, but I keep thinking about some procedures of building the temple.

But then again, I know how to build a temple, and I have learned it, but it is only theoretical knowledge, and I haven't practiced it yet. I really want to operate it, but I don't know how to fiddle with it.

When I was in the car, I kept thinking about building the temple. When the bus arrived at the station, it was almost evening, and Mr. Wu directly chartered a minivan and took us to a place called Niuwang Village under Chang’an Town. village.

On the way, Mr. Wu told me that the economic conditions in Niuwang Village were good, and most of the women in the village came from raising chickens. I subconsciously asked, what are the men in this village doing? Ask around.

To put it bluntly, I was very innocent at that time, and I thought that raising chickens was really raising chickens. I didn’t realize until later that the chickens here are not for laying eggs, but for making money.

Elder Wu told me that the women in this village were special and wanted to build a temple to bless their careers.

Hearing what he said, the first thought in my mind was that this village must be run by a woman, otherwise, the temple would not be built for the cause.

When we arrived at Niuwang Village, before we got off the bus, I was shocked by the scene in front of me. The reason is that this Niuwang Village is so beautiful, and all the glazed tile houses are really beautiful. The archway is more than two feet high and one foot wide. The position directly above is a stone slab, on which the three characters of Niuwang Village are engraved in black on a white background, which looks very grand.

"This village is really rich!" I whispered to Mr. Wu.

He gave me a blank look, and asked the driver to stop the car by the side of the memorial archway. Mr. Wu counted dozens of yuan for the fare, and the two of us got out of the car one after the other.

As soon as I got out of the car, I immediately felt that there was a lot of people in this village. After standing for less than a minute, several luxury cars drove out from under the archway.

Seeing all this, I am full of emotions. The villagers in our village farm honestly throughout the year, and it is difficult to support a family. I did not expect that this Niuwang village can make the whole village so prosperous just by raising chickens. It is really a world of difference to build a temple with money.

Seeing me standing there in a daze, Mr. Wu said softly, "Don't look, come with me."

I let out an oh, followed behind Mr. Wu, and walked into the village.

Needless to say, this village is really rich. The asphalt road is many times stronger than the muddy trails in our village. The village is full of neon lights, illuminating the whole village as if it were daytime. No, it is brighter than the daytime light. Be bright.

Soon, Mr. Wu led me to a stop beside a mansion. Mr. Wu said: "You wait here for the old man, and the old man will come when he goes."

I nodded and didn't say a word, so I found a clean place beside the mansion and sat down, while Mr. Wu went straight in.

After waiting for about three or four minutes, Mr. Wu came over with a woman in her thirties. The woman had a round face, a plump figure, heavy makeup, a pair of high-heeled shoes, and made a rattling noise when walking. There was a clacking sound, and a female cigarette was still pinched in his hand.

(End of this chapter)