The "Tibetan Spirit Talisman" is in the body, and the spell will connect the talisman with the human body's qi and form a magic array, which can form a long-term breath-masking effect. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He couldn't wait to fold the talisman, place it close to his body, and then cast a spell......

But, failed!

The spell is not born, and the spell is not completed.

What's going on?

At this moment, Chen Zimo was so disappointed that he almost cried, he took out the "Hidden Spirit Rune" and looked at it, and there was no problem with the painting, which was perfect. So he realized that when he was drawing talismans, he silently recited the mantra and heart method, and there was no operation of the essence in the meridians in the body, and the mind could not be cleared, and the aura did not come out.

This talisman has no tricks!

Why?

Before, he had obviously sensed the aura and performed the "Soul Searching Technique", so he happened to get the "First Volume of the Tongxuan Sutra", but now everything is the same, there is no atavistic origin in the body, and it is impossible to perform magic.

The mood fluctuated greatly, and Chen Zimo was stunned for a while.

After a few minutes of grinding in the porter's room, he packed up everything and took it to the backyard study.

Perhaps, in the first volume of the Tongxuan Sutra, the answer can be found.

Chen Zimo didn't want to, today's coincidental adventure was just a good dream of the moon in the mirror.

Entering the study and locking the door behind him, he immediately sensed the vague but incomparably clear aura fluctuations, which were the aura emitted by the scroll! At this moment, Chen Zimo suddenly thought, could it be that it was because he came into contact with the aura emitted by the scroll that he was able to cast a spell?

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately put it into action, cutting the yellow mounted paper, holding the pen and dipping it in ink, silently reciting mantras, and the mental method flowed smoothly, and he could clearly feel that there seemed to be a stream trickling in the meridians, and the aura was suddenly born.

He was overjoyed and swayed.

Fu Cheng!

Chen Zimo folded the "Tibetan Spirit Rune" and put it into his arms, then held his breath and condensed, silently recited the mantra, and guided the trickling essence in the meridians to follow the traces, and the aura fluctuated, and the faint but subdivided sixty-four Dao aura on the "Tibetan Spirit Rune" was accurately connected, and the masking formation was completed.

Chen Zimo slowly finished his work, his eyes opened, flashing with tears of excitement and joy.

It really worked!

Striking while the iron was hot, Chen Zimo cast another spell and waved it, wrote a "Tibetan Spirit Rune", then took out the scroll and unfolded it, pasted the talisman on the back of the scroll, and cast a spell to connect the scroll and the "Tibetan Spirit Rune", and laid down a masking formation.

With two calligraphy talismans and two magic arrays in succession, Chen Zimo only felt dizzy and his body collapsed and weak. He stuffed the scroll behind the bookcase, dragged his tired body to the kitchen in the front yard, drank two cups of hot water, was full of hunger, took out two steamed buns and put them in the pot to heat them and ate them.

The tiredness did not lessen, but worsened.

He had no choice but to go to the bedroom and lie on the bed, watching the night gradually fall outside the window, and his heart was full of thoughts.

When he first got the first volume of the Tongxuan Sutra, Chen Zimo was pleasantly surprised and inevitably imagined that in the future, he would be able to take revenge on Li Zhizhong and his family, and at that time, who would dare to bully him and laugh at him?

However, at this moment, he was in no mood to think about hatred and the invincible demeanor of the world in the future.

Born without atavism, why can I sense the aura of the scroll, and why can I use the aura of the scroll to cast spells? This phenomenon is contrary to the knowledge of magic that Grandpa Gan once told, although there are indeed spells that can borrow aura for their own use, but they can't cast spells without their own essence, so how can they borrow aura first and then cast spells?

These confusions are put aside for the time being, if there is no aura of the scroll, how can you cast spells outside in the future?

You can't always carry a scroll with you, right?

That's not realistic.

Moreover, Chen Zimo didn't dare.

In his thoughts, he fell asleep in a daze, until he was woken up by the sound of the clanging of bells outside against the cymbals of the street door.

Outside the window, the moon is like frost.

Chen Zimo turned over and got up, only to feel that his mind was clear, the tiredness disappeared, and his body felt much lighter. Before he walked out of the door, he was suddenly startled, and hurriedly reached out to touch it in his arms, and the "Tibetan Spirit Talisman" was there, which explained that it was ...... I didn't have a dream, everything was real.

He strode out, shouting, "Who? ”

"It's me, your Uncle Qiang." Hou Qiang, the director of public security, answered outside the door: "Self-silence, fell asleep so early? ”

"No, I'm lying in bed." Chen Zimo opened the street door with a conversation.

"I knocked for a long time and no one answered, but I was scared a lot, wondering if something was wrong. If you don't talk again, I'm going to come in over the wall. Hou Qiang walked into the yard, handed the plastic bag he was carrying to Chen Zimo, and said, "Your aunt's cooked dumplings, eat them while they're hot." ”

Chen Zimo hurriedly bowed down and thanked him, took the dumplings over, and said, "Uncle Qiang, you and my aunt have worked hard." ”

Hou Qiang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

When Chen Jin was imprisoned, leaving his nine-year-old son lonely, as Chen Jin's hair, Hou Qiang thought about taking Chen Zimo home to support, but unfortunately his wife was resolutely opposed and had to give up, but in recent years, Hou Qiang has given Chen Zimo the most help in Lianggouji Village.

Before Chen Zimo could remember, his father rented five acres of land from the family to Hou Qiangchong, and gave two bags of grain symbolically every year. Since Chen Jin was imprisoned, Hou Qiang rented grain to Chen Zimo every year, which was 10% more than the land rented by other people's families, and because of this, Hu Si also rented his own 1 mu and 8 cents of land to Hou Qiang, because Hu Si's body collapsed, and Chen Zimo was young and unable to farm.

This time, for the sake of Hu Si's old house, Li Zhizhong also entrusted Hou Qiang to talk to Chen Zimo, but Hou Qiang refused - he didn't want to offend Li Zhizhong, but he would never help Li Zhizhong to bully Chen Zimo.

Entering the restaurant, Chen Zimo turned on the light, put the dumplings on the table, beckoned Hou Qiang to sit down, and poured two bowls of hot water: "Uncle, drink water." ”

"Hmm." Hou Qiang sat down and lit a cigarette, and said, "Are you better?" ”

Chen Zimo was stunned, Hou Qiang didn't mention that he really forgot about this stubble, because after waking up, the wound on his head didn't feel any pain at all, he raised his hand and touched the wrapped gauze, and said, "It's much better." ”

"Ugh." Hou Qiang sighed and persuaded: "Zimo, I didn't want to take care of this matter, but at this point, my uncle really can't stand it, so I want to persuade you, the house has been demolished, and you have done your best, and you are worthy of the old beard." Next, Li Zhizhong is definitely going to build a house, you can't stop him from building a house and go to school to stay there every day, right? ”

Chen Zimo, who was hungry, took chopsticks and took a big bite of dumplings, and said: "Uncle, don't worry about this, I have thought about it, a good man does not suffer the loss in front of him, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, sooner or later...... In short, don't worry, I won't go to war with the Li family again. ”

Speaking of this, he choked and hurriedly picked up the bowl and drank saliva.

"Self-silence." Hou Qiang said: "The days will be long in the future, they are all from the same village, and if you don't look up and look down, you don't plan to untie this beam?" As the old saying goes, when is the time for retribution, there must be a leader! Otherwise, the house has been demolished anyway, what about you, roughly say the number, I will go to Li Zhizhong to discuss, with my uncle here, I will not lose you. ”

Chen Zimo's eyelids drooped, put down his chopsticks and said softly: "House, I don't sell it!" ”

"You ......"

"Uncle, it's not that I don't give you this face, but this matter is really not negotiable." Chen Zimo raised his hand to wipe away the tears that couldn't help but flow, and said, "Li Zhizhong and I are not finished!" ”

Hou Qiang shook his head helplessly.

This kid is so tough!

However, since Chen Zimo said that he would no longer fight with the Li family's people, Hou Qiang was not too worried in his heart. In his opinion, Chen Zimo just couldn't get rid of the hatred in his heart for a while, and after a long time, he naturally didn't have so much resentment - after all, he couldn't stop Li Zhizhong from building a house, and in the future, other people's houses would also be built, don't say that it was him Chen Zimo, that is, his father Chen Cripple came back, so he dared to demolish Li Zhizhong's house with arrogance?

It's no wonder that people don't fight with him!

All in all, in the end, we still have to sit down and talk, it is nothing more than a question of how much money Li Zhizhong takes.

"Ming'er remember to change the dressing, it's best to infuse to reduce inflammation......" Hou Qiang got up and said goodbye, while reproaching: "Silly boy, no matter how big the fire is, you can't be angry with yourself, the wound is seriously inflamed, and it's not that you are guilty?" Besides, the people of the old Li family beat you like this, shouldn't Li Zhizhong spend more money on medical expenses? ”

"Yes, I listen to my uncle." Chen Zimo agreed.

"Alright, let's rest early."

"Hey."

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