Looking at the bloodstains all over his body, Zhou Hao sighed: "It's good that I didn't go to Purple Lake Mountain to cultivate last night." Otherwise, if people are to be seen like this, they don't know what they will think of me. ”

For last night's decision, the dark road is glad.

When I opened the door, I saw that the door was locked and there was no one at home, so I was relieved and hurriedly rushed into the bathroom to remove the blood stains on my body.

I didn't feel very hungry, and I was full of energy, so I hurriedly returned to the room, looked at the yellow mounting, cinnabar, and brush on the desk, and some talismans in the talisman vault flashed in my mind.

"Before, it was just a small layer, and I could only draw two pure heart talismans or one divine talisman every day. ”

Looking at the wooden box in the corner of the table, inside were the talismans that Zhou Hao had written every day in recent days, which were three Qingxin talismans and three Shenxing talismans.

"With my current spiritual power...... I should be able to write ten basic five-element talismans!"

Ever since I could write the first talisman, I went home for a few nights in a row, closed the door, and I have been trying to write different talismans, except for the most basic talismans such as the heart purification talisman, the basic magic talisman, the evil talisman and the awakening talisman and so on, the five elements talisman is not written.

It's not that the spiritual power is insufficient, but the basic five-element talisman, the talisman is too obscure, and it is much more difficult to write than other talismans.

The most successful one was to use up all the spiritual power of the body, and after failing to use one fireball talisman, when the second one was about to succeed, the last few strokes could not be written because the spiritual power was exhausted.

Countless times I yearn for being like Luo Cheng like a bamboo tube pouring beans to throw all kinds of runes, although it is still some basic runes, but even if it is a basic rune, it is also an attack rune in the real sense, if you can really draw an attack rune, then there are more hole cards to save your life!

As the saying goes, everything is predetermined and not premeditated, in order to improve the probability, I silently recited the scriptures of the five elements of the talisman in my heart, and sketched the strokes of the fireball talisman more than ten times in my mind.

After making sure that he could write the talisman in one go, Zhou Hao opened his eyes suddenly, pressed the yellow paper with his left hand, and quickly picked up the pen with his right hand to occupy the cinnabar, and threw his spiritual power into the pen.

Brush Lala!

Like an iron pen and a silver hook, after a few breaths, Zhou Hao wrote a fireball talisman.

"Failed!"

Looking at the talisman that was almost perfect under him, but was abolished because of uneven spiritual power, Zhou Hao smiled, threw the talisman aside, and summarized it in his mind.

"Come!"

Brush and pull!

After a few blinks, Zhou Hao, who was already familiar with every stroke turn, saw a faint golden light on the handwriting on the yellow paper, and then converged in the paper.

"Whew!

Looking at the palm-sized talisman in front of him happily, he solemnly took out a box from the drawer and put the fireball talisman into it.

Then he slowly closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body.

"Sure enough, it's good that your cultivation has improved!"

Sensing the changes in the spiritual power in his body, the spiritual power in his whole body was only enough to try the fireball talisman twice, but now he has a great deal of energy, but it is enough to write ten at a time!

If you look at it from the perspective of spiritual power alone, Zhou Hao's strength has jumped at least five times at this moment. In the end, it seems that the comprehension of the talisman in the dark has also deepened a lot.

"However, you can't waste it like this, the probability of success is still too low!"

The spiritual power is not enough to support Zhou Hao's endless profligacy, although I don't know what the success rate of those Fu families and people in the Xuanmen is when they write the Fu Gong, but Zhou Hao, whose spiritual power is always a short board, is very dissatisfied with the success rate of one-fifth at this time, sometimes one-third and one-half.

In Zhou Hao's eyes, since the talisman can be written, there should be a truth that sometimes succeeds and sometimes fails, but it should be possible to succeed every time.

Although I don't know why I will still fail if I exhaust the details, Zhou Hao's goal is to write one and make it into one, without wasting any spiritual power.

And if those people in the Fu family and the Xuanmen knew about this, it was estimated that it would only be convulsive when Zhou Hao was in power.

This talisman is a trace of the power of the heaven and earth integrated into it, and it is a kind of spell that can be stored. How is it possible to hit every shot?

Even if he is the current Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Dao, with his means, he can only achieve a one-third probability of success at most!

And not only is every talisman written by Zhou Hao the legendary 'Golden Light Talisman', but the probability of success is already frighteningly high!

Picking up the pen again, after wasting four pieces of yellow paper, Zhou Hao finally wrote down the first 'Wind Blade Talisman'.

"That's enough for me to write three more!"

According to the records in the Secret Collection of Runes, the power and level of the runes have a great relationship with the cultivation of the monks who portray the runes, the higher the cultivation, the higher the level of the runes that can be written, and vice versa, only some lower-level runes can be written.

A few wind blade talismans were depicted again, but after failing three times, the spiritual power in the body was also exhausted, and Zhou Hao's spirit at this time was as if he had run a marathon, and he couldn't wait to lie down in bed and sleep again.

"The success rate is really low. ”

Putting away the drawn Fireball Talisman and Wind Blade Talisman, stacking them on top of the previous talismans, opening another drawer and pulling out a deck of playing cards.

Finger shadow like the wind, fifty-four playing cards into a loud sound, playing cards in Zhou Hao's hands as if there is life, flexible not like words, only to see Zhou Hao holding the whole deck of poker with one hand, one hand five fingers a loose and one tight, the playing cards disappeared instantly, and then the thumb and middle finger a pinch, a playing card appeared out of thin air.

"It's magic, and it's simple. ”

Zhou Hao, who was no stranger to gambling, was an expert in bridge, and at the moment, in order to be able to use talismans like Luo Cheng, he strengthened his bridge skills, but compared with those magic masters, Zhou Hao's technique is really the hand of God, even if the most powerful magic cracking master comes in person, he can't crack Zhou Hao's technique.

I was playing with cards in my hand, but I was thinking about other things.

"If you encounter the situation of Liu Yunbao that night again, even if you come three more times, there will be no depletion of spiritual power. ”

"Also...... Sanqing Taijiquan can reflect the spell attacks formed by the talismans. If Luo Cheng's attack at that time had been four or five more times, there would have been no depletion of spiritual power. And the strength and speed of this body......"

The playing cards in his hand were played by Zhou Hao into a phantom, and the ten fingers were ten times faster than before.

"If anyone points a gun at me again...... Hehe. At this time, Zhou Hao believed that even without the help of the magic talisman, such as the situation at the Royal No. 1 Bar that night, with his current eyesight and reaction, as long as the bullets were not too dense, he could dodge.

I feel in a good mood and am about to go out.

But I vaguely heard the sound of someone making noise in the house.

Pushing open the door and walking out, my father Zhou Hongmao didn't know when he had gone home, the door was open, outside the door, more than a dozen relatives were arguing about something with red faces, and when they went out, they saw several men and women on the side of the road holding documents in their hands, dressed formally and chatting with several neighbors and relatives.

After listening for a while, Zhou Hao roughly understood what was going on.

It turned out that this was to come to the town's demolition team, and this time I came to discuss with you about the reconstruction of the logistics park project. That night, I heard Zhou Yuantang mention that the vacant land in the west of the village was planned as a logistics park, and the thirty or forty houses, including Zhou Hao's house, would be renovated to pave roads.

At this time, the members of the demolition team in front of them came to discuss the compensation for the demolition with the villagers.

It's just that the price and compensation given, everyone, including Zhou Hongmao, objected.

"Including the land and houses, a square meter is only more than 4,000 yuan? And then there is the problem of our houses after they have been demolished, how to deal with them? It is simply impossible!"

"That's it! It's only more than 4,000 yuan per square meter? And in our Qingshi, people are demolished in the interior, and the land and housing are compensated separately, and the land still belongs to the village, so it's better for you to buy it directly!"

"A relative of mine is in the next town, and their real estate developer has developed it for 7,000 square meters, and they also arrange housing and subsidies after demolition! How can there be anything like you, who doesn't care about anything! Hmph, I won't sell!"

The five members of the demolition team, seeing that the villagers were so excited, could not continue to introduce the next process, and the first short and fat man, his face trembled, and shouted in the local dialect: "We are not here to negotiate with you, this is set by the city, if you have any opinions, go directly to the city to react, today we came over, just to inform you of the relocation, hum! Don't toast one by one and don't eat and drink!"

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a man rushed up directly and was about to give this person a slap, but when he saw the wrong person on the side, he hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't be impulsive! Hitting someone won't solve the problem!"

rushed up to beat people, and it was Zhou Hao's cousin. With a face full of indignation, he scolded: "TMD, who gave you the right, ah? also notified, notified your ancestors, and ordered us to move out within two weeks, I see which of you dares, get out, let me see you again and see that I won't kill you!"

The five clerks looked at each other, and the corners of the man's mouth curled up, as if looking at the relatives in the village with idiot eyes, and said indifferently: "Heh, anyway, the words have been brought, as for what you think is your business, but the ugly words are ahead, if you don't move at that time, something will go wrong, don't blame us! Hmph, let's go!"

After speaking, he led the other four people into a white SUV sedan.

Several villagers went up and banged on the windows of their cars, cursing the streets, and even some spat and threw stones.

Zhou Hongmao smoked a cigarette and recited a foul word, but his reaction was not as big as that of his neighbors, and from beginning to end, he was squatting at the door of his house and watching everything happen.

When the white sedan left, Zhou Hongmao got up and asked, "Son, what do you think of it?"

Zhou Hao shrugged his shoulders indifferently, because he originally planned to buy a villa nearby for the old man to live in, so if it was really demolished, it would not be a good thing.

As for the issue of compensation, Zhou Hao didn't care much, after all, with the shares of Tianguan Hotel, he could get a lot more money in the card every quarter.

He replied to the old man and said, "I don't think it's anything, just dismantle it." ”

Listening to Zhou Hao's words, Zhou Hongmao's face was a little gloomy, he glanced at Zhou Hao deeply, and said with a displeased expression: "This is our ancestral house, we can't tear it down!"

After saying that, he turned around and entered the house, and Zhou Hao heard the old man's angry scolding again.

"My father and fellow villagers have been used to it for decades, and everyone in the neighborhood is used to it, if I break up like this, who will I talk to in the future, who will I talk to, where will I buy groceries? I, hmph, don't want to live in that cage-like suite. ”

Hearing this, I only felt a sigh in my heart, and I turned around and looked at the old man in the room in a daze, and said, "Dad, is this what you really mean?"

"Nonsense!"