Chapter 2155 When it's time to do something serious
In the early morning, I rested all night and repaired the stone wall that was somewhat damaged by the bombing.
Instructing the Bon believers to put on their armor and disguise themselves as Tibetan warriors, they continued to patrol the stone wall.
Cheng Chubi and others left the temple with Li Mixia, the leader of Xiangxiong Kingdom who finally had a full meal.
After returning to the hillside, I looked back at the temple where nothing seemed to have happened. There were still Tibetan soldiers patrolling the stone walls as usual.
The only difference is that Master Guozu is standing on top at this moment, and beside him is a disciple of Master Jiacuo who volunteered to stay.
After all, no matter how many people enter the valley, there will still be the same number of people when they leave. If there is one more person, if someone detects it, it will easily cause problems.
Cheng Chubi exhaled a sigh of relief, waved his hand towards the stone wall, followed the team, and walked away in the direction of the holy lake.
Master Guozu, his two capable disciples Jinshu and Yinshu, as well as the disciple left behind by Master Jiacuo, all stood on the stone wall.
I watched helplessly as the team drifted away, heading towards the holy lake that was as quiet as a reflection of the holy mountain Kailash.
Li Mixia looked at the calm holy lake and the proudly standing holy mountain. At this moment, this person had never had the chance to leave the small temple for several years.
Even after he wanted to die and killed several Tubo warriors, he never even stepped out of the dungeon door.
When the horse under him stopped at the edge of the Holy Lake Manasarovar, Li Mixia stumbled and ran towards the lake.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Chubi quickly glanced and signaled the two fat and strong Cheng family members to follow him quickly to prevent the leader of the Xiangxiong Kingdom from wanting to jump into the lake.
Everyone watched as Lord Xiangxiong rushed to the lakeside, then fell to his knees with a plop, and then faced the holy lake and holy mountain.
It started to howl like a lone wolf, which made everyone feel so lonely and uncomfortable.
And Li Mixia just knelt there and howled one after another, as if this was not enough to vent the emotions in her heart that had been suppressed for too long.
Seeing this scene, Master Jiacuo and others all put their hands together in salute and began to worship in the direction of the holy mountain.
As non-religious people, Cheng Chubi and others rolled their eyes helplessly. Cheng Chubi even took the telescope and began to look for traces of the team that circled the lake.
Others began to set up camp and prepare to bury pots and make rice.
But having said that, Cheng Chubi was a little skeptical whether these religious people hated doing chores.
That's why every time it's time to do serious things, he would jump out to play and bow down to the mountains and rivers.
However, Cheng Chubi just thought about this idea. Anyway, there are not many holy mountains and holy lakes on the plateau. Let them leave it to them, as long as it does not affect major events.
#####
Cheng Chubi was staying next to the fire, not knowing what he was tinkering with, while his two Cheng family members, who were proficient in carpentry, stayed with Cheng Chubi, copying a specially customized small saw, and chattering there.
He was doing carpentry work in a hurry.
Cheng Chubi also picked up a small iron hammer and struck something with a clanging sound.
As for the group of Bon believers, they stayed with Li Mixia by the holy lake for half an hour before returning to their tent to rest.
Throughout the whole night yesterday, Li Mixia, who was overly excited, finally fell asleep to the sound of Cheng Sanlang's tinkling banging.
Seeing Li Mixia snoring loudly in the big tent and sleeping to death, Master Jiacuo saluted Li Mixia, nodded slightly to a member of the Cheng family and the eldest disciple who stayed here, and then retreated.
Outside the account.
I wandered to Cheng Sanlang and saw that he had already hammered a thin piece of iron into a cylindrical shape with one end slightly larger and the other slightly smaller.
"King Fa Cheng, what are you doing?"
"Make a prosthetic limb." Cheng Chubi continued to hammer without raising his head. "We can't let Lord Li appear in front of people with his wrists bare like this, right?"
"I plan to build him two prosthetic limbs first so that he can make do with them. When I have the opportunity, I will make him a more advanced one."
Even if these prosthetic limbs are not very useful, they can at least allow Li Mixia to do some simple things through the prosthetic limbs.
For example, holding a cup, or holding the reins, etc. Of course, complex finger movements such as tying the belt are impossible to complete.
If you want to play with flowers, you need the high-tech prosthetic limbs of later generations, which can not only move flexibly, but also have a touch similar to skin.
If it is more advanced and luxurious, it is not impossible to keep the prosthetic limb at a constant temperature, but of course it will consume more power.
After hearing Cheng Chubi's answer and seeing the rudimentary wooden prosthetic hand in the hands of the craftsmen of the Cheng family, Master Jiacuo smacked his mouth and didn't know what to say.
We have already passed the Wu King Li Ke and others before, and we know that King Cheng Fa knows almost everything about astronomy and geography, and everything in the world.
Now seeing that he can even make things like prosthetics, Master Jiacuo knelt down in his heart without even twitching his eyelids.
#####
At dusk, Li Mixia, who woke up from hunger, slowly opened her eyes, raised her hand, and wanted to rub the gum in the corners of her eyes.
In the end, he could only rub his broken wrist in frustration at the corner of his eyes, wink, and then strode out of the tent.
After opening the curtain, there was a strong and mouth-watering smell of food outside, which instantly aroused Li Mixia's appetite.
He stared straight into the large iron pot on the fire, and the aroma was emanating from the pot.
Gently rubbing her empty belly, Li Mixia swallowed her saliva and walked towards the big iron pot.
A tall and burly young man suddenly blocked his sight.
"Come on, come on, Lord Li, come over quickly. I've got a pair of prosthetic limbs for you. Come and try them on."
"But I..." Li Mixia, who had not finished eating all day long, was dragged aside by the extremely powerful Cheng Sanlang before she could finish her words.
Then, two prosthetic hands made of wood and wrapped in soft sheepskin appeared in front of Li Mixia.
Looking at this thing, Li Mixia was a little confused, but Cheng Chubi would not talk nonsense to Li Mixia. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the two hands that were severed at the wrist.
Then he took the iron cylinder and started to measure it, and then he picked up the small hammer and started banging it.
"Wang Fawang Cheng, are you...are you doing something to Xiao Wang?"
Li Mixia was not a completely brainless person. Looking at the two improvised prosthetic hands with poor workmanship, a warm feeling arose in her heart.