The law of true fragrance that cannot be escaped

Jiang family.

Early in the morning, the gate opened, and the little paper man twisted his waist and walked out with a small hoe on his shoulders. The servants passing by had already seen the strangeness, and some enthusiastically greeted him.

"Morning, what are you going to do here?" Someone asked curiously.

Hearing this, the little paper man stopped, pointed to the grass outside the door, and then pointed to the small hoe he was carrying, and made a "digging" movement.

"You want to dig?"

The little paper man nodded, then turned around under the bewildered gaze of the man, and started digging up the soil. The green grass was dug by the little paper man like a dog.

The servant couldn't help asking, "You want to dig out the soil, but you don't have anything to fill it with?"

The little paper figurine stopped digging for a moment, as if in a daze, and the servants saw it wriggling into the room again, and came out with a big bowl in its hand.

Servant: "...Then, that's a bowl for fish soup... Forget it, it's okay."

The servant waved to the standing little paper figurine, signaling it to continue, thinking, the Jiang family would not be short of this bowl, and the little paper figurine is the paper figurine of the temple master, and the paper is expensive according to the temple master, um...rounded down , is also a distinguished guest.

After digging a bowl of soil, the little paper figurine strolled into the house holding the big bowl. Ronghua, Wuyuan and the others sat in the open space of the living room, each with a small bench, with water, pens and ink prepared in the middle. wait.

Seeing that the little paper figurine took so long to dig out a bowl of soil, Jiang Ling couldn't help saying, "Monastery Lord, do you really want to make the statue of Sanqing by yourself? How about I pay you to make three statues for you?"

Ronghua waved his hands and said, "You can't contribute money, as a disciple and grandson, you can't do that."

Jiang Ling was immediately stunned by the news, the surprise came so suddenly... He stammered, "Guan, Guanzhu, what do you mean?"

Ronghua raised his head in wonder, "Didn't I say? Now that Linxing has been accepted as an apprentice, I want to accept you and Gao Wei as apprentices too, huh? Did I really not say?" Ronghua scratched his chin and thought, probably It was the reason why he was obsessed with making the statue of Sanqing himself, he seemed to have really forgotten...

But Jiang Lingxin didn't mind Ronghua's forgetfulness at all, and it's not too late to say it now.

The joyful expression on his face was undisguised, and he clenched his fist excitedly and said, "Guan, master, master, master, I, I originally wanted to ask you to accept me as an apprentice, but I didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, he heard such happy news with his own ears before he said it himself, it was amazing!

Jiang Lingxin blinked his stars and looked at Lin Xing, who was sitting beside him holding an umbrella, and showed a big smile indifferently, with a turbulent tone, "Brother"

Lin Xing: "..."

Although he was very precocious, he was really only nine years old when he died, and he is not too old to be a ghost now...

Ronghua interrupted the "deep love" between their brothers and sisters, "Since they have already entered my Tianjing temple, although money and silk are not allowed, but they can be used for labor. To show sincerity, you should go dig the soil for the patriarch."

"Okay!" Jiang Lingxin responded excitedly, and then he was about to pull Lin Xing, who was holding an umbrella, out.

Seeing this, the little paper man stopped them, and pointed to the big sea bowl in his arms.

Jiang Ling understood in seconds, "Oh yes, I still have to take two bowls."

So he ran to the kitchen with Lin Xing, took out two big bowls and left under the distressed gaze of the nanny.

Wuyuan looked at the backs of them going out with an indifferent expression, then turned to look at Ronghua.

Ronghua was so looked down upon that he tilted his head back, staring and asked, "What are you looking at me for?"

What makes your eyes look pretty? !

Wuyuan: "Benefactor, since it's to show your sincerity, why don't you dig the soil yourself."

Ronghua groaned, and stretched out both hands to Wuyuan, "Did you see that?"

Wu Yuan bowed his head when he heard the words, the hand in front of him was white and slender, with well-defined joints, and people couldn't help but feel the urge to hold it when they saw it.

"Are you looking forward to it?" Ronghua asked, moving ten fingers.

A hand that was one size bigger stretched out from under the fingers, with the same well-defined joints, but it looked wider than Ronghua's palm. This hand was warm and dry, with some calluses between the fingers, and it fit tightly in Ronghua's palm. There was a slight itching and tingling feeling as soon as he went up, and it went straight to Ronghua's spine.

Ronghua's ears turned red, and seeing Wuyuan's expressionless face, he snorted secretly, and slapped Wuyuan's palm against him vigorously, "What are you touching, I just let you see, monks must abstain from sex! "

Wuyuan: "...No, benefactor, you misunderstood..."

Ronghua: "What did I misunderstand?"

You didn't touch me?

Seeing the meaning in Rong Hua's eyes, Wu Yuan lowered his eyebrows, "The benefactor's hands are beautiful."

Ronghua tried his best to hold back the smile that was about to overflow from the corner of his mouth, and said calmly, "Of course, I look good all over my body!"

With an obviously choked expression, Wuyuan clasped his hands together and lowered his head even lower.

Ronghua was proud of himself, and felt that the suffocating feeling of being locked out by Hanhan that day dissipated instantly, "So, I am not the hand that digs the soil, but the hand that pinches the soil."

In the final analysis, it is too lazy to move, and why not use it when there are apprentices.

In Wuyuan's heart, a feeling of pampering that even he didn't know rose in his heart.

Ronghua braced his face and sighed, "It's a pity that the apprentices are a bit stupid, and don't know how to find something bigger to hold the soil..." He had to follow the little paper figurine and carry the bowl out.

Fortunately, two more apprentices joined in, and the digging process was much faster.

When Lin Xing and the little paper man brought another bowl of soil, Rong Hua nodded, "It's enough."

Lin Xing turned around and ran out immediately after hearing the words.

Ronghua: "What are the stars doing out there?"

Jiang Ling said, "His umbrella is still outside on the grass."

I even threw away my umbrella for digging...

Jiang Lingxin was fine, Lin Xing and the little paper figurine were quite disheveled, Ronghua wiped Lin Xing's face, then grabbed the little paper figurine's hand and stood up shaking it.

The soil fell off, and when Ronghua put down the little paper figurine, it was a white and tidy paper again.

To be honest, Jiang Lingxin still had great expectations for Ronghua to personally make the statue of Sanqing. Presumably the statue made by Master's own hands must be lifelike, ingenious, lifelike, and penetrating three points...

However, the reality is always so cruel...

Looking at the three "freshly baked" statues, Jiang Lingxin's expression was dull, and he wanted to laugh but couldn't, and he couldn't say a few compliments.

The three statues in front of me are only half the size of an arm. Although the proportions of the figures pinched by Ronghua are good, and the color matching is also good, but...

Because the facial features should be small and delicate, it is also where the whole body shines. Although the splendor is meticulous and meticulous... But in Jiang Lingxin's view, it is really "slanting eyes and mouth crooked", and he can't even see the slightest expression, and The body molded out of clay is already a little dry at this time, and is slowly cracking.

"Master..." Jiang Lingxin opened his mouth, wanting to persuade Ronghua again, and simply find someone to make a statue of Sanqing.

Rong Hua, however, with a muddy face, stood up happily holding the statue of Sanqing, "It's finished, you see, isn't it perfect?"

Jiang Lingxin & Lin Xing: "..."

Wuyuan didn't say a word, only the little paper figurine gave a face-saving applause.

Ronghua wandered around the living room with the statue of Sanqing in his arms, found a taller cabinet, put the statue of Sanqing on it respectfully, and waved to Lin Xing and Jiang Lingxin, "Come here."

Jiang Lingxin took Lin Xing's little hand and said, "Master."

Ronghua saluted with both hands, and said respectfully, "The patriarchs of the Three Qing Dynasty are here, and now Ronghua has no long body, so he can't sculpt golden bodies for the patriarchs and place them in the Taoist temple. I also hope that the ancestors will not be disgusted."

The air seemed to be silent for a few seconds, Ronghua raised his eyes and asked boldly, "If the ancestors don't dislike it, can you give me a clear indication?"

Jiang Lingxin and Lin Xing were still wondering what to give, and opened their eyes wide in the next moment, staring at the statue of Sanqing in astonishment and disbelief.

There were only three statues that were still crude, but at this moment there was a faint light, and when the light quickly faded away, what was left was no longer the "slanting eyes and crooked mouth" statues made by Ronghua.

Instead, there are three statues with lifelike expressions, which can't be seen to be made of clay in one piece.

Taiqing Tianzun is in the middle, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, Yuanshi Tianzun is on the left, indifferent and majestic, and Yuqing Tianzun is on the right, with a smile on his mouth.

Not only is it lifelike and can be described, it is simply a miracle.

With a "plop", Jiang Lingxin and Lin Xing knelt down.

Ronghua: "..."

Where's the futon?As for my futon, I haven't put it on for the little disciples yet.

Wuyuan's eyes were stunned for a rare moment, and then he lowered his eyebrows indifferently.

Ronghua put his hands on the disciples, and said solemnly, "Let's pay homage three times. From now on, you will officially be my disciples."

"Yes, Master."

Lin Xing and Jiang Lingxin bowed respectfully to the ground three times with serious faces.

After Jiang Linghan came back from work at night, he saw something more in the living room.

There are three lifelike statues on one of the cabinets, and in front of the statues are incense burners, melons and fruits, etc., and there are three futons under the cabinet. Jiang Linghan has a sharp eye and realizes that it is a pillow he specially asked someone to order. It was probably because some cotton wool was pulled out and flattened.

"........."

Jiang Lingxin and Lin Xing were all gathered around the cabinet, muttering about something without knowing what they were talking about.

Jiang Linghan walked over, "Ling Xin, did you buy this?"

As soon as the words were finished, both of them raised their heads to look at him, Jiang Linghan smiled, and touched Linxing's little head, "Xingxing."

Lin Xing shyly pursed his lips and smiled, knowing that the voice was not asking him.

Jiang Lingxin shook his head, with a strange and excited expression on his face, "I didn't buy it, Master made it himself."

"Master?" Jiang Linghan understood after a little thought, he still knew what his younger brother was thinking, so he smiled and said, "Have you worshiped Guanzhu as your teacher?"

Jiang Lingxin raised his chest proudly, "Master took the initiative to accept me."

Jiang Linghan nodded, and then praised, "The master of the temple still has such abilities. This statue is well made, with vivid expressions and detailed depictions..."

Jiang Lingxin recalled Ronghua's original achievements, and looked down at Linxing.

"Hmm...Brother, it's not the master who pinched it well, it's the ancestors who have good faces."

Jiang Linghan: "...?"

Patriarch Sanqing: You have to rely on yourself.

The author has something to say: Ronghua: I look good all over.

Missing: I haven't seen it.

Ronghua: Bah, you almost haven’t read it, not only watched it, but also touched it!

Missing: Did I ever lose my memory?Why not...

[ps: I changed the author's name to 'Gong Qinghan', do you know Qinghan? hh Qinghan is also known as "Qingzhuang", which is another name for albatross.Because the albatross' habitat is the ocean, it is this "han".The albatross behaves very docilely on the shore, so it is also commonly known as "stupid gull" or "stupid bird" hhh feels very cute. 】