Uncle Guangping also knew that the matter was of great importance and did not dare to neglect it in the slightest.

I quickly found a rope, a flashlight and rain boots, and sent me down the well.

Fortunately, the well water has been pumped to the point of drying up, but there is still less than ten centimeters of mud soup at the bottom.

I found a raised rock and lit a candle on it.

The fire flickered and the candle did not go out, indicating that there was no problem with the air inside.

There is a stench in this dry well, but presumably, the black dragon has been suppressed below for thousands of years.

Everyone eats, drinks, and poops down there, and this place has long been eroded by hostility.

However, this well is the Feng Shui level of the wind shelter wall and cannot be filled directly.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Jue had only one way to draw a stream of fresh water from the well again.

In the past, the older generation was particular about building temples. Usually the Dragon King Temple would be built on the water veins of Feng Shui veins.

Nowadays, the water veins of this wind shelter wall have been silted up. If we want to restore the previous Feng Shui pattern, we must lead the water veins of the southern mountain col here.

Then the wind shelter wall was rebuilt and a temple was built on top of the wind shelter wall. In the long run, when the water veins are normal, the Feng Shui pattern of Xiaolinhe Village will not be affected.

I quickly took out a few bamboo sticks from my backpack, stuck them in the muddy mud, and then used red rope to build a magic circle on the bamboo sticks.

After making all preparations, I quickly put my ear to the wall of the well.

While listening, he gently moved the golden needle in his hand. After determining the position, he shook his palm heavily.

The golden needle has been nailed into the rock wall, and only two drops of clear water can be seen dripping down from the golden needle.

"It's done!"

I quickly shook the rope, and Uncle Guangping quickly asked someone to pull me up.

"Shouichi, how's it going?"

I took a deep breath and said: "I tried it just now, but fortunately the water veins on the other side of the col and the Feng Shui eyes of the wind shelter wall are still smooth.

Uncle Guangping, next you find two people to clean up all the mud and dirty water in this well as soon as possible.

Once everything is cleared, put some skyfire stones at the bottom of the well to make the base."

Uncle Guangping scratched his head with a look of confusion on his face.

"Shouichi, what is the Sky Fire Stone?"

I quickly explained: "They are the stones removed from the stove. Try to find some old stoves to dismantle. These stones absorb a lot of fire gas and can be used to purify the remaining evil gas in the well.

After everything is in place, let people follow the marks I left on the well wall and dig about three meters to the south, and water should come out.

Wrap a faucet at the water outlet and let the water flow from the faucet into the well.

The last and most important step is to lift the altar from the southern col to here and re-erect the wind shelter wall.

Build a Dragon King temple on it and re-create a Dragon King statue on the old altar.

As for the water-calming tower, wait until the water is clear and then build it over the wellhead.

Come frequently to offer incense to Lord Dragon during festivals. The stronger the incense, the faster the Feng Shui veins will be repaired."

After hearing this, Li Guangping nodded quickly and hurried back to the brigade headquarters.

Rebuilding the wind shelter wall, building the temple, and helping the Dragon King move are not easy tasks.

It is estimated that these tasks will only take a month or two, and it is estimated that they may not be able to be completed.

Early the next morning, Uncle Guangping found more than a dozen young adults from the village and took the pole into the southern mountain col.

Because I cannot stay in Xiaolinhe Village forever, the work of inviting the Dragon King must be done first as much as possible.

After the well is closed, all that remains is to rebuild the wind shelter wall and build the temple as usual.

The mountain col to the south is rugged and difficult to navigate. It is five miles away from the village and cannot be accessed by large machines.

The Dragon King's altar can only be lifted out manually, which is not an easy task.

Because there is also a saying in inviting the Dragon King, once the altar lifts off the ground, it cannot touch the ground again until it reaches the destination.

Uncle Guangping recruited more than ten people, just to divide them into two groups and take turns to carry the altar out of the col.

In addition, two people must carry the logs and follow them together. If something unexpected happens, it is best to use the logs to temporarily cushion the bottom.

"Shouichi, everyone is here. Can you tell me how to do this?"

I circled twice around the altar of the abandoned Dragon King Temple. This altar is less than two meters in diameter, but it is a piece of natural granite.

It is estimated that it weighs a thousand pounds at least, and even eight people may not be able to support it in one round.

“First use a shovel to dig up the soil around the altar, then use a crowbar to tilt the altar up, and then fix it with ropes and poles.

After making sure everything is in order, ask the Dragon King to come down the mountain.

Remember, no matter what happens, don’t panic. The altar must not fall to the ground under any circumstances, otherwise it will be useless even if it is lifted down."

A dark-skinned middle-aged man patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, we country people have nothing but a lot of strength.

In the early years when we worked in the mines, we had to lift stones larger than this. With so many of us, we would definitely not have any problems if we worked in two shifts."

I nodded, still feeling a little uneasy.

I saw a group of young people starting to dig soil around the altar, and they were all very motivated.

"Uncle Guangping, what's going on over there at Dry Well?" I asked Uncle Guangping.

Uncle Guangping nodded and said: "I had people clean it up all night last night. In order to find the sky fire stones at the bottom of the well, I dismantled all the old cooking pots in my house.

I don’t know if your aunt will beat me to death when she comes back.

In addition, I reported the situation to the town, and the town specially sent a construction team. It is estimated that the water will be available before noon today.

Later, the town took over the construction of the temple and the repair of the wind shelter wall.

Now everything is ready, all we have to do is invite the Dragon Prince back."

With the efforts of everyone, the soil around the altar was soon dug up, and the villagers put ropes into the altar from both sides.

For the sake of safety, a twist lock was specially made in the middle.

"Shouyi and Uncle Guangping are almost ready. You can ask the Dragon King to go on the road at any time."

The middle-aged man said with a silly smile.

I scanned around the altar and saw that the altar was already tied like a hairy crab, with four or five arm-thick hemp ropes tied around it.

There are four poles inserted on the left and right sides. It is basically the same as carrying a coffin, except that this thing is much heavier than the coffin.

"I borrowed these ropes from the detective team. Not only are they extremely tough, they are not afraid of fire, so it shouldn't be a big problem." Uncle Guangping patted his chest and said.

"Can these poles be used?" My eyes turned and fell on the wooden poles in the hands of the villagers.

Although these bars look thick, they are all made of wood after all.
Chapter completed!