The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 551: I'll provide you with food and change your house, please come out! - What, you don't want to be ashamed? !
"Hey, come out."

"Do you want to come out?"

"Instead of getting beaten and fighting with others every day here, why don't we leave here, part ways and live happily ever after?"

Shen Le sat in front of the long table where the models were placed, his elbows resting on the table, his chin resting on his left palm, chatting intermittently with the fluorescent...spirituality...something in the model.

While chatting, he stretched out his right hand and swung it left and right in the model's yard, scooping around, trying to catch one or several spots of light.

Obviously, there was no effect. These light spots were jumping around under Shen Le's eyes before, but now he couldn't catch even a single one:

Not only could they not be caught, they did not even show up. I didn't know if they were invisible, or if they were hiding in the room or under the floor tiles.

Or, as invisible spots of light, can they be hidden within the visible bricks and tiles of the wall?

"Alas... I am serious and sincerely asking you to come out!" Shen Le sighed, concentrated his mind slightly, and added a little more strength to his fingers and palms.

The heat spread, and as his fingers continued to move forward, a faint golden light seemed to rise from inside the model.

It was very thin and fine, and his fingers passed through it smoothly with one stroke, and he only felt a little bit of the spider web-like traction and lingering feeling -

But even so, the fine net woven by the golden light did not catch the fluorescent light that Shen Le wanted and throw it out.

It seemed that, compared to Shen Le, the self-proclaimed master who joined in halfway, they recognized those fluorescent lights more as part of this house?

"Alas, it seems that I can't do it just by talking." Shen Le sighed helplessly. After thinking for a while, he took out his phone and started -

Call up?
Wrong, of course order takeout!
Stan's ginger duck, Grandma Hou's roasted pork dumplings, Citong's old vinegar-roasted eel, Aqiu's signature steak...

These were all the snacks that he had eaten in the past few days when he was taken to the streets by his mentor, fellow apprentices, and local practitioners. They might not be fancy or exquisite, but they were delicious.

After placing the order, the table was filled with various dishes in less than an hour.

Shen Le placed seven or eight lunch boxes of rice on the table, lit three incense sticks—the incense was free from the Guanyue Temple nearby, which he had asked the guy who went to get the ginger duck to pick up—and clasped his hands together and bowed:

"Dust returns to dust, ashes returns to ashes, and wealth and splendor return to nowhere. Hundreds of years have passed, and all those who should have died have died. Let's let go of the grudges that we can let go of..."

After the prayer, they looked at the food on the table reluctantly, sighed, and retreated to the next room. As soon as they sat down, the little ones couldn't wait to complain:
[It’s useless if you offer it like this!] Little ink fountain, you make it sound as if you have offered it before, how do you know it’s useless?
[There is no bowl at all, and the chopsticks are all disposable. How do you expect people to eat? They may not even consider this as tableware! ]

Ah, Xiaoling, don't be so picky, the conditions are limited...

Besides, there’s no reason why ghosts need chopsticks to eat, right?

Those nomadic people even eat mutton with their hands!
[There are so many people, but only three incense sticks! They are provided free of charge by Guanyue Temple! ]

The fragrance of orchid makeup is not about quantity, but about sincerity. The burning incense is just a trigger, the real incense is the power of faith of the person offering it.

I am a practitioner of a fairly high level, and if I pray sincerely, how come that isn't providing them with strength?
[You want to communicate with them, at least you should be sincere and honest, right? ]

My sister Luoqun, with my cooking skills, I really don’t dare to cook for myself, for fear of scaring them away…

How about you guide me? You give me commands and I follow your steps?
Shen Le lowered his voice and argued with the little guys non-stop. A group of people (?) chattered and clamored for a long time, and then Xiaomei Zhong suddenly shouted:
"Stop talking! It's coming out!"

Everyone shut up immediately. Above the model, a line of light net was released, and bluish-white dots of light were dancing.

First, it circled the dining table three times, and then fell into the curl of cigarette smoke, expanding and shrinking, flickering, as if it was trying hard to inhale.

Shen Le leaned over the computer screen, watching with bated breath through the camera. After a moment, a group of brighter light dots flew up, like fireflies, and landed on the dishes on the table...

【have eaten. 】

【Eat, eat, eat! 】

[Eating, eating! They all seem to like it! Hometown food is still the best...]

The little guys whispered excitedly in low voices. Shen Le also smiled:

Very good, very good. You haven't eaten these home-cooked dishes, these local hometown dishes for a long time, right?

Eat happily, don't be polite! When offering sacrifices at the ancestral temple, the whole pigs, sheep, cow heads and so on are definitely not as delicious as the dishes I offer!

The light spots danced up and down, constantly rotating back and forth between the dishes, as if these fluorescent lights were enjoying the banquet normally, eating two bites of this dish and two of that dish.

Shen Le looked at them with a smile through the screen, but as he looked, he frowned:
Wait, his goal was still not achieved. Only white and bluish-white fluorescence flew out, and those nearly black light spots, those annoying ghosts he wanted to drive away, did not move at all, and did not show up at all...

"Shh... don't talk, I'll go over and take a look..."

He greeted them, carefully pushed the door open a crack, bent over, hunched his back, and slowly moved in like a crab. Before he even reached the table, the little ones reminded him loudly:

【Don’t go over there! 】

[They are startled! ]

【They are back! 】

Shen Le stood up suddenly. As soon as his sight passed the table, he saw the sky full of fluorescent lights, like fireflies, falling into the model.

The opportunity that Shen Le wanted to seize, the chance to drag the other party away while his own side was away, had already dissipated in the wind and could no longer be traced...

"Ah... forget it, I won't ask for help from anyone. Just keep eating! Just keep eating!"

Shen Le was covered in dust and dirt. He clasped his hands together and bowed to the model several times, then quickly slipped back to the next room.

Continue watching the video. I don’t know if the fluorescent fish were startled or if they were full. They just lay there motionless inside the model, never flying up, never leaving…

[If they don't eat it, then you eat it. ]

[Go eat! Go eat quickly! The food will get cold if you don’t eat now!]

The little guys started to chirp and give advice again. Before they could finish their conversation, a group of people (?) started to argue among themselves:

[Stop joking, you can't eat the food that has been offered! It's no different from chewing wood! You are not short of money, can't you just order another portion and eat it yourself? ]

[How do you know? Have you eaten it? ]

[Don't listen to his nonsense! After the offerings that were previously placed in the temple were removed, everyone in the temple ate them!]

[So you've eaten it? Are you sure it tastes good? You're not from the temple! How do you know they're not hungry and have nothing to eat, so they can only pick up the offerings to eat? ]

[I watched them eat! Can't I tell if it tastes good or not? But you, you've never eaten the offerings - don't take the news on the Internet seriously! ]

Shen Le stared at the screen, trying not to swallow. To be honest, all the dishes he ordered were ones he had tried before, and they were both delicious and suitable for his taste.

Throwing it away like this would not only waste food, but also be a pity. If he didn't throw it away, to be honest, he felt a little uncomfortable...

And he was hungry too!

If you order takeout again now, it will take at least an hour to arrive!

[So when you offer the food as offering, why don’t you take some out for yourself to eat first?

The ginger duck, grilled eel and steak are all in small pieces. If you offer several grilled pork dumplings, you can take one out! 】

Ah this...

Shen Le covered his face. I said I didn't think about it at all, do you believe me...

Now that things have come to this, it is better not to be too hard on yourself. Shen Le strolled out, went out to have a bite to eat, and came back, continuing to stare at the model in front of him.

I watched it from dusk till late at night, but the model didn't change at all. I tried to make it smaller, but it couldn't do it either. It looked like it was really full...

Alas, I can only look forward to tomorrow being another new day. Shen Le had no choice but to retreat and go back to sleep.

He tossed and turned in bed, twisting his pillow into a sausage and then a pie. Suddenly he sat up and slapped himself on the forehead:

Wrong, wrong!

Wrong direction!

I want to lure out those Tartars, and that guy from the Pu family, and provide them with food!
Well, those who would build chapels in their homes and provide their own special foods should be more targeted, right?
Shen Le went to a nearby mutton noodle restaurant, packed a portion of hand-pulled mutton, a naan, and also bought some yogurt, raisins and other things.

I put the food on a plate and placed it on the table along with the packaging. I turned the green logo on the packaging toward the model and poked at it:
"Hey, this is food you can eat! See this sign? It meets your requirements!
I have really tried my best. You don’t sell food or incense in the Great Qingjing Mosque, so I can’t burn incense for you... Come and eat! Enjoy your meal!"

He clasped his hands together and bowed reluctantly. He really wanted to put a mousetrap or a rat cage next to the model to catch those black spots one by one.

It was no use. There was no suitable cage, or even a suitable basket to tie a rope to, so that all the light spots would reach the predetermined position and one pull would lead to the target...

"Come and eat! Come and eat!"

[They seem unwilling to come out...]

[Are they unwilling to come out, or is it the power of the seal that won't let them out? ]

[It's hard to say. Otherwise, Shen Le, why don't you go and communicate with the seal? ] [Or, they can't communicate, or they don't have the habit of coming out to eat the offerings? ]

The little guys were talking at once, discussing non-stop. Shen Le lay in front of the computer screen, patiently waiting for an hour, but nothing came out, so he could only sigh:

"Please keep an eye on it for me... I'm going to work..."

The walls are done, and there are also tiles, paintings, plaques, and many details that need to be processed!

He set up a ladder by the wall and pretended to climb up the ladder, but in fact he used the wind to lift himself up to the roof. Sitting on the roof, basking in the warm sunlight, he began to cast spells mindlessly:

"Cleaning technique! Cleaning technique! Cleaning technique—"

Dust, weeds, moss, and even small trees growing under the roof tiles were picked up by gusts of invisible wind and thrown to the ground.

Shen Le had already mastered this level of control when he used his own mansion as a training object. Up to now, he had been cleaning the mansion by himself:
From the roof to the pond, and then to all the gutters and sewers, it would take less than a day to clean them all using the cleaning technique.

As for now, all you need to do is clean these tiles, and you can do it as you please and throw them away without thinking.

After throwing it once, they brought up a bucket of water and a few large stones and began to reinforce the roof tiles:

Pinch a handful of water spirit to moisten the tiles evenly; pinch a handful of earth spirit to make the tiles evenly thick; pinch a little bit of fire spirit, you don’t need to order a gas tank for the stove, spread your spiritual power outward a little bit...

"Damn! Why is the stove going out again!" A shout came from afar:

"There's something wrong with this gas stove. We need to ask the gas company to fix it! It keeps stalling all day long. What if it explodes?"

Ah this...

I drew too much fire spirit energy, what a sin... Next time I won't draw these small stoves, I'll draw the big stove on the right...

Shen Le clasped his hands together and bowed in his heart, and continued to concentrate on repairing the roof tiles. After a whole morning of hard work, he got hungry and climbed down the roof to ask the little ones:

"How are they? Are they out yet?"

[No... it won't come out...]

They don’t eat…

[It doesn't even show up! ]

Okay, if you don't show up, you won't eat it, right? If you don't eat it, I will. The hand-pulled mutton is quite delicious. The meat is plump and tender, slightly salty and fresh, and melts in your mouth.

Shen Le put all the mutton, naan, yogurt and raisins into a roll, heated it up in a microwave, and ate it heartily:

"Eat, eat, eat! Fill your stomach and then go find an expert for help!"

"So...your problem now is to separate the things you don't like from here?"

After receiving Shen Le’s online request for help, the temple keeper of Tianhou Temple was not far away and could easily get there.

She walked around the model three times, then three times backwards, chanting scriptures softly. The curtains in the room moved without any wind, and the entire surface of the model seemed to be swept by a breeze, with a slight fluctuation of light:

"I... seem to be able to sense something strange inside, but I'm not quite sure." The temple keeper frowned and shook his head helplessly:
"Mazu's power has no effect on this kind of existence... They are not strong enough, and they don't cause trouble. Mazu is merciful and will not harm them..."

Then... okay. Shen Le respectfully sent her off, and then respectfully welcomed the old monk from Kaiyuan Temple.

The old monk's cultivation was obviously much higher. He chanted sutras in front of the model for half an hour. Every time he chanted, the golden light cage in the model would vibrate continuously:
"Hmm... My power is still far inferior to that of my ancestors..."

He tried his best to recite from the Diamond Sutra to the Heart Sutra, and then from the Heart Sutra to the Sutra of the Past Vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

He recited until his mouth was dry, his voice was hoarse, and his white beard was dripping with sweat, but he could only make the light cage vibrate a few times, revealing the colorful spots of light inside, but he could not make the light cage crack.

Whether he let the light spots fly out on their own, or threw them out, or asked Shen Le to reach in and fish them out, he couldn't do it. No matter what, he couldn't do it...

"Maybe... this isn't your problem. It's because your own strength is not as good as the combined strength of so many predecessors?"

Shen Le respectfully handed him a bright red spiritual fruit, and watching him eat until his beard was full of juice, he carefully advised:
"You can also feel that there are several forces in this light cage, right? Buddhism, Taoism, and the Tianhou Temple... I guess..."

He recounted the water and land temple he had seen in his memory in the form of "I guess":
"It might be difficult to pry it open by one person alone?"

"Well……"

The old monk took a deep breath, wiped his beard with a towel, and concentrated on thinking. He held the rosary beads, twisting them up one by one, and with his other hand he made some calculations, not knowing what he was calculating.

After struggling for a long time, I sighed:

"Every profession has its own specialty. What I mean is...why don't you go to the Qingjing Mosque and have a look? Is it possible that they are better at settling their believers?"

Shen Le shook his head with a stiff face. As for this question, firstly, he didn't really want to find those people, and secondly, he didn't really have much good feelings towards those black spots.

Finally, it’s not that he hadn’t been to the Qingjing Mosque before—as a pure tourist. However, he had never seen anyone who looked like a cultivator in that place…

"Well... OK." The old monk spread his hands helplessly. After thinking for a while, he gave another suggestion:
"Either you communicate with the people in here... and let them out, or you find a suitable place for them? It's a bit unreasonable to ask them to move without a new house, right?"

Shen Le slapped his head suddenly. You are right! It makes a lot of sense!

His eyes almost glowed, and he jumped up and bowed respectfully to the old monk:
"I know! I understand! Thank you, Master! I'll do it right away!"

The old monk smiled without saying anything and turned away. Shen Le thought about it, and as usual, he took out his phone and directly opened the almighty Taobao website:

Those Pu family members, those people who came from afar and had different beliefs from the people of the Central Plains - their holy land, their dream hometown...

Are there any models for sale online?

Buy a model and let those light spots go in by themselves?

Sure enough, there is one! This one is too big, hard to move and carry; this one is too troublesome, it's actually a building block that you have to assemble yourself; this one is too expensive, it costs more than a thousand?

Why should I spend over a thousand on these scumbags!

Got it!

This one is the most suitable, made of artificial crystal, 8cm*8cm, very small, less than a hundred yuan!
That's it!

Thank you Taobao, thank you my country's industrial sector, thank you Yiwu Small Commodity Market...

Shen Le placed the order with great joy. As expected, the product arrived in just two days. It was dark, golden, clear and transparent, and looked very good.

Shen Le played with it for a while, and in order to make it able to accommodate supernatural beings, he even grabbed some earth spirit energy to fill the ornament:
"It's done! Let me try again. If it doesn't work, I can't be lazy anymore..."

He held the ornament in both hands, placed it at the main entrance outside the first entrance of the mansion, moved it to the left, and then moved it back to the main entrance.

Well, I remember that chapel was previously placed on the left side of the first entrance. Maybe if the ornaments are placed here, they will be easier to see?
After it was set up, he moved it left and right to make sure it was level and would not suddenly fall over. Shen Le thought for a moment, placed a portion of hand-pulled mutton outside the model, and began to pray:
"Well... you and the first residents of this house... you all dislike each other, right? Why don't you move in here?
This is your holy land model... the black house that you all want to go to... moving here will make you happier and you won't have to fight every day, right?"

The model trembled slightly. A light cage quietly emerged, and the color changed from light to dark, from faint to bright, shaking continuously. Shen Le quickly put his hands on the outer edge of the model and desperately input heat into it:

"Stop making trouble! Stop making trouble! I want them to come out! Just let them go! Don't stop them!"

The heat flow rotated three times, and the light cage finally opened a small hole reluctantly. Many black light spots appeared inside, rotating along the inner edge of the light cage, as if they were looking out of the window.

Shen Le held his breath and waited for a long time before a tiny dot of light appeared. It passed through the crack and floated towards the ornament in front of him:

"Yes! That's it! That's it!" Shen Le tried hard to cheer them up:

"You should have been there, right? Or at least someone should have been there, right? At least, you should know what it looks like, right?

——I let you live in this model, are you happy or not? "

No matter whether the light spot was happy or not, it had no mouth to answer. The smallest light spot circled around the ornament, especially around the black square in the center of the ornament, and then plunged into it.

Shen Le stared at it intently. He could almost hear his own heartbeat, thump, thump, ringing in his ears:

But you must be satisfied!
But you must be willing to stay here!
Bring out all your kind and your descendants, and have them all live in here!

However, whether it was because of their different beliefs or some other reason, the more Shen Le prayed, the more things went against his wishes.

He waited quietly for a long time until he heard a loud bang:
The entire ornament, the entire ornament made of artificial crystal, that dark cube inlaid with gold decorations, suddenly exploded in all directions!

"do not!"

Shen Le screamed. He was quick to pick up an iron plate to block in front of him, and luckily he was not injured by the fragments.
The black fluorescent light seemed to be furious, and it rolled up the fragments of the black square and smashed it on him!

"Hey! Hey! Hey, you are shameless!"

Shen Le blocked twice, but couldn't swallow this anger anymore, so he summoned a fireball and held it in his hand.

Before he threw it out, a flash of lightning fell from the sky and hit the black fluorescent light:
With a crackling sound, the fluorescent light shattered, and the fragments of the black cube exploded in all directions, following the laws of physics, falling powerlessly...

It was the little oil lamp that attacked in anger. Shen Le wiped the sweat from his forehead and began to feel depressed:
I managed to lure him out, but in the end I failed. So, am I still not able to be lazy?

(End of this chapter)