Qingpi's goal is very clear, as long as he keeps restoring the broken bricks and broken wood.

That’s what’s great about imitation stamps. They are almost perfect replicas of the original state of these materials. Even the traces left in history can be clearly reproduced as they were.

Compared to how busy he was here, Zhao Nan was a bit out of sorts.

"Where is your home?"

Holding a wooden window that had been restored by Wang Chun, Zhao Nan held it up and turned it around, ignoring its mutterings.

"Don't be nagging, is it this way?"

"No, we have to go a little to the right and a little further up."

"Here?"

"Yes, yes, it's right here. I was here at the time. I was smashed, then crushed, and finally crunched -"

Before it could finish speaking, the sound in his stomach stopped. Zhao Nan put it down and turned around to find other corresponding materials.

It was like playing a large 3D jigsaw puzzle, looking for clues from the details and piecing together their original appearance, which slowly made him think a little bit more interesting.

After he put several adjacent materials together into a pile, Xiao Min became the one who finished the work.

The ability of his rainbow to play this wonderful role was discovered by the contractor Lin Yu. In order to make the most of his talents, he would not let go of any leek that could be harvested.

Along the gap between the wall and the window, the red thread shuttled back and forth on both sides. At first, the weaving and turning was relatively unfamiliar. Gradually, as it reached the back, the red thread flying up and down became as nimble as the needle thread in the hands of an embroiderer.

The brick wall tiles are like thin pieces of paper, easily connected by red lines, fine and dense, and perfectly connected.

The most amazing thing is that when Xiao Min cut off the red thread on his wrist, the original dark red thread gradually changed color, like a chameleon, blending perfectly with the surrounding colors.

"It's perfect -" Lin Yu stretched out his two index fingers and lightly scratched his chest.

The three people who worked together finally successfully built a small fenced courtyard before dark.

Looking at the results in front of me, the farmhouse that has risen from the ground is strong and neat, and even the lantern hanging at the door has been perfectly reproduced.

Every brick and tile here was put together and built by their own hands. Even though they were exhausted and sweating, the four members of the construction team still had a sense of accomplishment that said, "I'm awesome."

"At this rate, it should be completed in less than seven days."

Xu Yuanxuan, who came slowly carrying several large bowls of noodles, was covered in rays of light, like a beloved person stepping on colorful auspicious clouds in a dream.

The three people who hadn't eaten all day and night didn't feel very hungry at first because of Hong's feeling of fullness.

After a day of moving bricks, the energy in the body was basically exhausted. Now when I saw the fragrant noodles, the heart-stirring hunger surged out of my body.

The steaming noodles were filled with an alluring fragrance. Without thinking about which part of his body he had rolled the noodles from, the three people who took the noodle bowl didn't even have time to say hello, and immediately snorted and inhaled crazily.

"Smells! It smells so good -" Qingpi couldn't bear to lift his head after eating it.

"Well, this is the first time in my more than 20 years of life that I have eaten such delicious noodles. Brother, you are so awesome."

"I didn't expect that your rainbow can be eaten. It's almost like a mobile restaurant. It's really convenient when you go out."

A few people were sitting on the ground against the fence, eating and chatting. A bowl of noodle soup could make several strangers sit together again regardless of their previous grudges.

"You brats! You actually have the nerve to eat here and make my house look like this. I'm going to chop you up!"

Before they finished the bowl of noodles, blue and white ghosts appeared, and the few people who were so excited realized that it had become completely dark.

After taking the last bite of noodles in his mouth, Wang Chun flicked the bowl, stood up immediately, and rushed towards the Mustard Seed Space. Only when he turned around did he realize that they had been completely surrounded!

When the old man holding the rake saw him rushing out, he suddenly flew in front of him with a fierce look, and the sharp rake fell straight from his head.

"ah--!"

Wang Chun, who was covering his head, screamed in fright. A man and a ghost bumped into each other and passed each other.

After a few seconds, Wang Chun found that there was no blood flowing out, and then he felt his intact head and let out a sigh of relief.

Although no harm was caused, the eerie coolness after the ghost passed through his body still made him shiver.

"You, you, come here! What's wrong with the ghost? You can't hit me at all. I'm not afraid of you paper tigers who are pretending!"

The green-skinned man raised his neck and shouted to the sky, pointing at the old man's posture, but his steps slowly retreated and moved to Lin Yu's side.

Looking at Ah Piao in all directions, Xiao Min resisted the urge to retreat and pointed to the only standing house, "Fellow folks, don't be impatient, look here -"

"That one we repaired today, take a look."

The vicious ghosts looked in the direction of his fingers, and the lonely courtyard was shrouded in darkness.

"Hey, this is my house."

The old lady with a gray turban on her head and a sickle in her hand floated to the front of the small courtyard in an instant. After walking around the house a few times, she floated back again.

"How's it going with the old Zhang family? Is the house real?" The old man holding a rake stood guard, floating directly above the group of people, and asked with a stern expression.

The old lady Sickle glanced at the people on the ground with her cold eyes, frowned and said: "Village Chief, it's very strange. This house does belong to my family. There are all the marks from my chops."

Lin Yu could only see the old woman's mouth moving and didn't know what they said. It must be their ghost talk.

However, looking at their frequent glances, Lin Yu gradually came to his senses. The ghosts no longer flew around wildly, and Lin Yu had an idea in his mind.

Lin Yu, who was driving the rainbow the whole time, looked just like any ordinary person. The upright young man said loudly to the village chief: "Old man, you saw it too. We will repair the house. There is no need to fight and fight."

It's unpleasant, give us a few more days and we will recover everything for you."

The old man said nothing, and Chong Chong Guiying just silently looked down at the people below, with a sinister gaze that made people panic.

Just when Xiao Min was shaking his eyelids and thinking about whether to say a few more nice words, he heard the old man holding the rake say in a deep voice: "Okay, but if you guys don't fix it, I, Old Yang, will definitely not let it go."

Any of you!"

The old man with thick eyebrows and a fierce expression looked half-floating in the air at the few pillars at his feet.

When the ghosts dispersed, Qingpi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, don't let us go. You can't beat us again and again. You stinky old man, I don't know how many pounds I have."

"Young man, although we have become ghosts and cannot kill you, there are still ways to make your life worse than death."

The woman in the red dress, who was clinging to his shoulders, raised her pale lips and whispered softly into his ear: "Unless you can hide in that small room like yesterday, you will wait for us one after another.

If it passes through your body, your hot bad heart will be completely frozen."

After saying that, the glowing red ghost quickly passed behind him and emerged from her chest and abdomen.

As if he had fallen into an ice cave for an instant, Wang Chun clearly felt a chill that penetrated his bones, seeping out of his body, and even the seams between his bones felt cold.

Qingpi, who had always liked to show off his mouth, now had his mouth and nose slightly open and his eyes widened. He was obviously frightened and couldn't understand.

Lin Yu knew that he liked to be mean-mouthed and didn't care about his bad habits, but he was more concerned about one thing.

"Can you see that room?" He pointed to the mustard space of the three people.

Lin Yu knew this woman in the red dress, she was the one who played a prank on his face before.

Seeing the direction of his finger, the woman in the red dress floated in a circle above his head, the corners of her transparent skirt flying, "Yes, there is another one over there. It was hidden in Granny Feng's house."

She pointed her finger lightly in another direction, and Xu Yuanxuan's eyelids jumped when he saw the direction she was pointing.

I don't know what came to mind, but the woman in the red dress smiled strangely and shaved her face at them, "Grandma Feng said you are so ashamed. A young man insists on sharing a room with an old widow like her. Hehe, it's really shameless."

Xu Yuanxuan, who was so angry at being scolded, turned red. He really didn't expect that there was an old widow where he lived.

Lin Yu didn't care whether she was a widow or not, but she was still surprised that she could see the Mustard Seed Space - wasn't it true that only she could see the Mustard Seed Space?

——What on earth is going on with these ghosts and this village!?
Chapter completed!