Weird things are rampant: I enthroned gods in another world

Spirit Sculpture Residence.

Zhang Xuan put the sand he had just retrieved aside, and first spread a tarp on the ground to prevent the loss of moisture for a while.

Zhang Xuan first poured the freshly dug soil on the tarp, and patted it with a shovel to pat the large piece of dirt into small pieces, and then continued to pat.

Liu Han'er began to watch from the side, but just watched Zhang Xuan pat the dirt, so she also picked up a small shovel in the yard and helped Zhang Xuan pat on the side.

Although the little girl is not old, she also belongs to the kind of early master, and a lot of work can be done.

Zhang Xuan glanced at her and waved his hand, meaning to let the little girl go to the side to play.

Seeing this, the little girl stuck out her tongue at Zhang Xuan, but her subordinates kept stopping.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuan smiled and said no more.

After feeling the dirt patting almost the same, I shoveled a shovel of ointment, spread it on the dirt, and continued to pat. Then, another shovel of sand and continue to pat. After the sand is beaten, grab two handfuls of wheat bran from the crockpot and sprinkle them on it, and continue to pat.

A layer of earth, a layer of paste, a layer of sand, and a handful of wheat bran, beating and adding in this order; During this process, keep sprinkling some water to maintain humidity.

In his previous life, Zhang Xuan had never done such physical work. However, Zhang Xuan, who inherited the physical memory of this life, has long been familiar with doing this, and there is no sense of stagnation.

Seeing that various materials are gradually integrated under the continuous beating of the shovel, there are no traces of soil, paste and sand, and the addition of wheat bran can well increase the viscosity of the entire mixed soil and the firmness after shaping.

Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction when he looked at the fruits of his labor, straightened up, stretched a lazy waist, spread his shovel, and moved his arms; If you want to change the original owner to do this thing, I don't know how many times to rest in the middle, it is estimated that after doing it for a while, I have already suffered back pain. But Zhang Xuan didn't feel anything at all, and even felt that after doing these jobs, his body was more comfortable.

Am I just a toiler? Zhang Xuan thought secretly, and couldn't help but shake his head funny, his current physical fitness was fundamentally different from the original owner.

Zhang Xuan lifted the bucket, gently poured the water, felt that the water was almost the same, lifted the shovel, and began to stir. With continuous churning, the mixed soil gradually becomes muddy, becoming more and more viscous, and finally forming lumps.

Putting down the shovel, Zhang Xuan pulled another tarp and covered the mixed mud that had become blocky, so that it could be used tomorrow after shelving it overnight.

After busy work, Zhang Xuan pulled the little girl to the house, picked up a towel to help the little girl wipe her hands and face, as well as some mud spots on her body, and then washed and cleaned up herself.

After cleaning up, Zhang Xuan went to get a small jug of wine, and then was pulled by the little girl and left the Lingzu House.

This is brewed by the adoptive father himself, and he is reluctant to drink it on weekdays. After brewing, pour into small pots from the big jar, and then rest them in the cellar, and take out a small pot every time the New Year celebrates, about half a catty, enough for the old man to drink for two or three days.

"Slow down, Han'er, you have pulled your brother's hand off!" To be honest, Zhang Xuan felt that he was messing with Liu Han'er, and his mentality was much younger, although he himself was not too old.

Saying that, Zhang Xuan was still pulled by the little girl three or two steps into the paper shop.

Liu Meng looked up at him and said, "Go quickly, it'll be fine right away!" Ay...... You boy, come on, what kind of wine to bring! That

being said, but looking at the wine jug in Zhang Xuan's hand, Liu Meng's eyes lit up.

Zhang Xuan naturally knew Liu Meng's proclivities and was very good at drinking, but he usually drank occasionally. One is because of the strict management of the aunt, and the other is because for the world where food and clothing are a problem for most people, wine is not cheap, and most people cannot drink alcohol several times a year. The money spent on buying one pound of wine is enough to buy more than a dozen kilograms of brown rice, enough for a family of three to eat for more than ten days.

Of course, Liu Meng is actually not poor, I don't believe you look at the paper shop, the area is larger than Zhang Xuan's Lingzu House, and it is also a brick house. People who can build brick houses are not poor. If you want to say that you drink all the time, it is estimated that the mayor's family cannot afford to drink. But if Liu Meng drank wine once in ten days and a half a month, he could still afford it.

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, Uncle Meng, you don't drink it!" Wait, I'll put the wine back! "Say turn around and go back.

"You dare!" Liu Meng was anxious when he heard it, how can the wine in his mouth fly!

Zhang Xuan laughed and followed Liu Han'er to the backyard.

When Zhang Xuan disappeared, Liu Meng, who was still glaring at him just now, smiled dumbly and whispered, "This stinky boy!" Will make me bored!

"Old brother, you can rest assured now! Alas...... Don't worry, with me Liu Meng, no one can bully Xiao Xuan.

Zhang Xuan followed the little girl to the backyard and saw a woman bending over with a broom sweeping the floor.

Seeing the woman, the little girl spread out and grabbed Zhang Xuan's hand, rushed and pounced.

"Mother... Mother......! The

little girl ran to the woman, her big eyes flickering!

"Aunt, I'm coming." While greeting, Zhang Xuan walked over quickly, reached out to take the broom in the woman's hand, and said, "Aunt, you rest for a while, I'll help you sweep!" The

woman was about forty years old, but there were already a few wrinkles on her face, and occasionally a few white hairs could be seen on her sideburns, but between her eyebrows, she could still see that she was definitely a beauty when she was young. Liu Haner obviously inherited her mother's excellent genes.

In this world, most people work their whole lives, and it is very difficult for ordinary people to live safely to the age of forty or fifty. Even if he is not killed by weirdness, by the age of thirty or forty, people will obviously show old age. People like Liu Meng, who are in their forties and still look like strong men in their twenties, are very rare.

The woman slapped Zhang Xuan's outstretched hand and said, "Go!" Go! Go! Go to the house and wait for the meal, don't delay me sweeping the floor! You brat, hairy, you'll have to wash your hands in a while! "

The woman is Liu Meng's wife, Liu. The original owner can be said to have been brought up by the Liu family, and for the original owner, it is the existence of his own mother.

Zhang Xuan smiled.

At this time, Liu Han'er stretched out her tongue at her mother and grimaced, "Mother, so fierce, hee-hee

..." "Smelly girl, begging for beatings..." The woman raised her slap and was happy.

"Okay, Xiaoxuan, don't get your hands dirty, hurry back to the house and help me watch this girl!"

"Okay, Auntie!" Zhang Xuan agreed, and was pulled into the house by Liu Han'er.

After Zhang Xuan followed Liu Han'er into the house, he looked around, followed the comparison in his memory, and sure enough, it was not bad, which showed how familiar the original owner was here.

Zhang Xuan familiarly found a stool and sat down, and Liu Haner sat next to him.

Zhang Xuan's eyes swept to the table next to the kang, and found that the statue was already a little blackened, and his heart moved, "Han'er, Uncle Meng's statue is a little old, or I'll carve another portrait for my uncle

" Liu Han'er listened, looked at the statue of the father figure on the table with big eyes, and said: "Okay, brother, I'll give you a hand."

Zhang Xuan was happy when he heard it, and said, "Well, you are my brother's little assistant." When

Liu Han'er didn't carve statues of gods herself, she liked to sit next to Zhang Xuan and watch him make statues of gods and help fight.

The little girl listened, so she went to help Zhang Xuan get the carving knife and peach wood.

Paper shops, these things are also not lacking.

Taking the carving knife and peach wood handed over by the little girl, Zhang Xuan looked at the statue of Liu Meng carved by the original owner's adoptive father on the table, and the corners of his mouth provoked, remembering a funny thing.

So the carving knife fell, and began to carve, only to see that the knife light kept flashing and wood chips flew.

Zhang Xuan felt surprisingly good today, and soon the statue gradually took shape.

In a moment, the carving was completed, Zhang Xuan blew gently, and the wood chips landed. A brand new statue of the god appeared in front of you. And unlike the old statue on the table, the new statue is draped all over the body, wearing armor, holding a double gong, and the tiger's eyes are round, what a majestic general.

That's right, when carving, Zhang Xuan had a whim, and remembered the image of the door god in his previous life.

So he dressed it according to the images of Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong and carved this statue.

"Wow... What a mighty daddy! Liu Haner, who had been looking at Zhang Xuan's carving, liked the father of the new image at a glance!

The little girl was excited to see it, sitting obediently next to her, holding her chin with her hands and watching quietly, her big eyes full of expectation.

Zhang Xuan picked up the carving knife and moved wisely, hehe Yile.

Brush brush brush, carve a few big words on the back of the wooden statue: "Seal the god seat guarded by Liu Mengsimen!"

As these big words fell, Zhang Xuan suddenly felt that his body was empty, and a sense of weakness came!

What's going on?

Before Zhang Xuan could figure out what was happening, he listened, "Boom... Click..." came a loud sound in the void one after another!

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