Li Daoxuan did not print the entire A5 paper this time. He printed the pattern of the Supreme Treasure version of Sun Wukong on a corner of the A5 paper, and then cut out this corner with scissors.
It turned into a small picture only three centimeters long and two centimeters wide.
You cannot zoom out any further, otherwise the details on the image will become unclear.
Then he gently put this small picture into the box and placed it in front of Gao Yiye and the two sculptors.
This piece of paper dropped out of the air, which really shocked the two sculptors. This was the first time they saw "Tianzun Appearing" after they came to Gaojia Village. They were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times. .
When Gao Yiye called them, the two of them took a closer look and recognized it at a glance: "This is... the Victory Buddha, Sun Wukong."
As expected of a sculptor, he recognized many more gods and Buddhas than the people in Gaojiacun. Gao Yiye couldn't figure out who this person was at a glance.
"Tianzun wants you to make this Buddha statue. It must be exactly the same as the one in this painting. Oh, by the way, don't make it out of mud, make it out of wood."
"Make it as big as this painting? Two feet high?" The two sculptors were startled.
In their opinion, if a Buddha statue is two feet high, it can already be called a giant Buddha. Moreover, how thick a tree must be used to make a two-foot wooden Buddha statue? Can such a big tree be cut down around here?
Gao Yiye shook his head: "That's not necessary, just make it as tall as one person."
Two sculptors: "That's easy. With our craftsmanship, an ordinary statue of a person's height can be made in a few days. But to make this statue exactly the same as in the painting, it requires a lot of fine work, then It will take a few more days to carve out the details.”
Gao Yiye listened to the voice from the sky and put on a serious face: "I want to color it."
As soon as these words came out, the two sculptors were embarrassed: "We don't have colorful paint. This thing is very expensive."
Gao Yiye: "This is a trivial matter. You go find the wood first. When the wood embryo is ready and needs to be painted, come to me."
The two sculptors hurriedly looked for wood.
Li Daoxuan stood up from the box: "I have to go out again."
Opposite the east gate of the community, there was a Red Star Macalline furniture store. He vaguely remembered that there were various paints for sale there, so he searched for it based on his memory. It took him ten minutes to find the paint store in the corner of the furniture store.
Mini paints cost 15 yuan a can, and there was a small can of each color. It was quite heavy. After buying all the colors, it was quite heavy. He had to carry it home with great difficulty, and arranged a lot of bottles and cans. Next to the landscaping box.
After going out for a walk and then coming back, the village was already in full swing. There were several blacksmiths surrounding Li Da in the blacksmith's auxiliary, and they were pounding iron blocks under his guidance.
The old and new villagers worked together to carry stones and wood and prepare to build the temple in full swing. Thirty-Two, with their hands behind their backs, shuttled back and forth among the crowd, directing the villagers to run this way and that way.
The fireworks started to get louder, and the shouts came one after another.
Li Daoxuan smiled like a gratified old mother as if he was watching his child grow.
As the sun sets, people from outside the village come...
Li Daoxuan glanced towards the outside of the village, wow, there are quite a lot of people coming.
A human-looking general riding a tall horse, wearing armor and a helmet, led the way, followed by more than a hundred soldiers wearing cloth armor, noisily approaching Gaojiacun.
The officers and soldiers are coming.
Li Dao
He lowered his head and said to the box: "Gao Yiye, go and call Thirty-Two over, and I'll teach him how to scare away the officers and soldiers."
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The leading military general is named Cheng Xu, a ninth-grade military attache in the Ming Dynasty, who patrols.
The eighteenth generation ancestor of Baishui Wanger was greeting on horseback.
The greetings used fully demonstrate our thousands-year tradition of respecting the elderly and loving the young, such as: Fuck your mother, fuck your father, chop up your whole family, give birth to a son without an asshole, etc.
No wonder he was so angry, because the job of the patrol officer was to catch bandits and maintain law and order.
A few days ago, when he was watching the opera troupe singing in his own territory, he suddenly heard the news. Wang Er raised his arms and gathered hundreds of mud-legged people to rush into the county seat and chop up the county magistrate Zhang Yaocai. He killed the county magistrate and the lord Bo, killed several wealthy gentry, opened the granary, and seized the official grain.
It happened so suddenly that by the time Cheng Xu received the news, he quickly ordered his soldiers and ran to the county town to suppress it, but it was already too late.
Zhang Yaocai's head was hanging on the city gate, swaying left and right in the wind. Baishui Wanger and his gang had already slapped their butts and fled, leaving him with only a devastated Chengcheng County and several houses. The house burned until black smoke came out.
No matter which way you look at this matter, it is Cheng Xu's dereliction of duty. It is inevitable that he will be held accountable afterwards.
It took him two days to calm down the out-of-control county. All he can do now is to arrest Wang Er as soon as possible. This may make up for his mistakes and reduce his crime a little bit.
Cheng Xu had just come from Wangjia Village. The village had been deserted, and not even a ghost could be found. He wanted to ask which direction Wang Er had fled to, but he couldn't find anyone to ask, so he had to wander around and around. After a while, we arrived at Gaojiacun.
Seeing the "towering city wall" of Gaojiacun at a glance, Cheng Xu couldn't help but rub his eyes: "Damn, am I dazzled?"
The deputy inspector beside him whispered: "Boss, you read that right, there really is a city there."
Cheng Xu made a sound: "Could it be that Wang Er has built a big city in the mountains?"
He felt panicked. If Wang Er had already built a city, then the hundred or so soldiers he had were useless. Attacking the city was impossible. The idea of capturing Wang Er to make up for his past efforts was probably too much. It's going to come to nothing.
"This is not good... If the thief has such strength, I will definitely be taken into custody by the court... I seem to see my great-grandmother waving to me..."
"Oh, isn't this General Cheng?" The city gate of Gaojiacun opened, and an old acquaintance ran out. He was the county magistrate's master thirty-two. He waved to Cheng Xu, as if greeting an old friend, and then laughed happily He walked towards the officers and soldiers and stood in front of Cheng Xu's horse: "What kind of wind brought the general to Gaojiacun? It's really [a distinguished guest]."
Normally, when Cheng Xu heard Thirty's exaggerated and funny summary, he wanted to beat him up, but when he heard it this time, he didn't know why he felt more relaxed. He turned over and dismounted: "Eh? Third Master? A city suddenly appeared here. , I thought that the rebel Wang Er already had such strength, he really scared me to death, but fortunately, the third master is here, please tell me quickly, what is going on in this city?"
Thirty-two had a strange expression on his face: "City, where is the city?"
Cheng Xu pointed at the huge city wall in front of him: "Isn't this a city? With such a high city wall, what is this if it's not a city?"
Thirty-Two turned his head, glanced behind him, looked left and right, pretending to be blind and seeing nothing, then turned back to Cheng Xu: "Where is the city wall? I I didn’t see it. There is only a deserted village here, a village of refugees, and no walls or cities. General, how can you [make something out of nothing]?”
Cheng Xu suddenly pulled out half of the knife: "Holy shit, Thirty-Two, you're telling lies with your fucking eyes open, are you kidding me?"
