Ji Hao bought several piles of rune paper, probably a few hundred, plus he still has some inventory, he went to Miaojiang this time, the spirit rune should be enough, and he also bought some cinnabar in case of emergency. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After buying the rune paper and cinnabar, Ji Hao walked down the street, wanting to see what else could be bought.

After shopping for a long time, I didn't see anything good, but many people fell in love with the heavenly punishment on Ji Hao's back, and came to ask the price, some people paid 3,000, some people offered 50,000, and some people offered 100,000. But Ji Hao rejected them all, just kidding, the sword of the head of Shushan, you want to buy it for 100,000 yuan, daydream.

Ji Hao wanted to give up and leave here to go to Jueyuan Temple, but as soon as he turned a corner, the heavenly punishment on his back suddenly trembled slightly.

"There is a situation."

Ji Hao was shocked in his heart, the Heavenly Sword had already produced a trace of spirituality, and if there was no need, it would not move. Ji Hao raised his foot and took a step to the left.

"Boom."

The heavens trembled slightly.

But Ji Hao didn't know what Tianzhu meant by this. When there was no one on the side, Ji Hao whispered: "I choose the direction, the direction is right, you move, the direction is wrong, don't move." If you understand, you move now. ”

Although Tianzhu produced spirituality, Ji Hao was not sure about this, who would have thought that when Ji Hao's voice just fell, the Tianzhu on his back trembled.

"Well done."

Ji Hao was overjoyed.

Then he walked to the right, stepped out, and the heavens did not move.

"Huh? Is this right? ”

Ji Haohu hesitated, retracted his steps, and took a step to the right.

"Boom."

Heaven is moving!

Now Ji Hao understood, he wanted to go to the left, and the right was in the wrong direction.

On both sides of the street on the left, there are many scattered small stalls, some selling porcelain and jade, and some selling coins, calligraphy and paintings. Ji Hao was walking on this street, and before he walked fifty meters, the heavenly punishment on his back trembled slightly.

"Here?"

Ji Hao stopped, now he was walking on the right side of the street, and there was a stall in front of him, which felt like a grocery store. The reason why I say this is because there is everything in this stall.

The large pieces have porcelain jade rough stones, and the small pieces have jade walnut snuff bottles, which are messy. When Ji Hao stopped, the stall owner hurriedly raised his head and beckoned: "Little brother, come and see, these are all good things." ”

The stall owner may have seen that Ji Hao was young and easy to deceive, and he flickered vigorously.

"Look at this plate, this is used for cooking when Qianlong was eating, and this piece of jade, authentic Hetian jade, you look at the pulp, there have been many years, and this half-gambling jade rough, you look at the jade color cut out, how deep it is, if you are lucky, you can cut out the glass species......"

Ji Hao couldn't help but laugh when he heard the stall owner's flickering, and the plate used by Qianlong, your handwriting made in China should be wiped first. As for the half-bet jade rough, the ice species outside are all cross-sectioned, and what good things can come out.

Ji Hao didn't pay attention to the stall owner's flickering, but leaned down to look for it himself, and the stall owner saw that Ji Hao was looking at himself, and suddenly became listless.

The things on this stall are already relatively miscellaneous, and the stall owner has put things in a mess, and those fakes are placed in the most conspicuous place, so that even if there are good things, then others are not in the mood to look for them.

But Ji Hao was different, seeing that the stall owner didn't notice him, a bright light flashed in Ji Hao's eyes, and he opened his yin and yang eyes.

In the eyes of yin and yang, Ji Hao found that under a book, there was a trace of golden light, and as for other things, there was no reaction in Ji Hao's eyes.

Ji Hao closed his yin and yang eyes, took the book away, looked at the compass under the book, and said in his heart: "It seems that this is the compass." ”

At the same time, even the heavenly punishment on Ji Hao's back trembled lightly again.

Ji Hao quietly even included the compass, scratched several things, and asked the stall owner, "How much are these?" ”

Seeing that Ji Hao wanted to buy something, the stall owner was overjoyed, and when he was about to speak, Ji Hao said: "Don't try to fool me, I know what kind of goods you have here, so give me an accurate price." ”

Hearing Ji Hao's words, the stall owner knew that what he had just said was embarrassing, he smiled awkwardly and said, "You can take these things for 300 yuan." ”

"Okay, give you the money."

Ji Hao paid the money happily, and the stall owner packed the things that Ji Hao had selected and handed them to him, took the things, and Ji Hao turned around and left.

Out of the antique street, Ji Hao called a car and drove towards Jueyuan Temple.

In the car, Ji Hao made a call to Tang Zixuan and told him that he was going to go on a long trip, and asked him and Tang Xueqi not to worry. After hanging up the phone, he sent another text message to Wu Chen, asking him to help him ask for leave, now the school has been opened, but he, the principal, opened his mouth, and the fake note must be fine.

Outside Jueyuan Temple, Ji Hao paid to get out of the car and walked towards the temple.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Wuhua closed his eyes and sat quietly in front of the statue of the Buddha, and when he noticed that someone had come in, he opened his eyes and looked back. Finding out that it was Ji Hao, Wuhua was a little surprised, and asked, "Gather at Dingtai Airport at three o'clock in the afternoon, why did you come over?" ”

"It's better for me to come over directly and set off together when the time comes."

Ji Hao walked to a table and put the talisman paper cinnabar he bought on it.

"Miao Jiang is not a good place there, I have to make some preparations, what about you?"

"Uncle Shi is ready, just wait for the plane." Wuhua said.

"It's nice to have an elder."

Ji Hao sighed, laid out the rune paper, took out cinnabar, spirit ink, rune pen, cinnabar and spirit ink were adjusted in proportion, Ji Hao dipped it with a rune pen, and drew it on the rune paper calmly......

One by one, when Ji Hao began to draw talismans, Wuhua walked over, and after seeing the spirit talisman drawn by Ji Hao, Wuhua seemed to think of something, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and he immediately returned to normal.

Ji Hao's painting didn't stop, and he painted it directly until noon, and when his stomach was growling, Ji Hao came back to his senses. After looking at the time, he found that it was almost twelve o'clock, and seeing that Wuhua was accompanying him without eating, Ji Hao smiled apologetically and said, "Why don't you eat yet?" I remember that you have a time limit for eating. ”

"It doesn't matter, Jueyuan Temple is different from other temples, you can eat at any time."

Wuhua said: "Let's go, you've drawn the talisman too, let's go to dinner." ”

The two came to the kitchen and found a plate of steamed buns on the table, as well as a few side dishes, vegetarian, and a big bowl of soup, it seemed that this was their lunch.

"Coarse tea and light rice, please don't mind." Wuhua said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's good to have steamed buns to eat."

Ji Hao picked up a steamed bun, ate a side dish, and started eating.

After lunch, Ji Hao asked for a monk's room and said that he wanted to take a nap. Wuhua knew that Ji Hao had drawn the talisman for half a morning, and his spirit must have been consumed, so he didn't doubt him, took him to his room, and said, "You can rest first, and I'll call you when the time comes." ”

After Wuhua left, Ji Hao looked at the room, a bed, a bookshelf, a table, a few chairs, and a big Buddha character on the wall, which was simple enough.

Ji Hao took out the compass he bought, and as soon as he got his hands on this compass, it gave Ji Hao a thick feeling.

Upon closer inspection, Ji Hao found that this compass, although the surface was dirty, its workmanship was very exquisite, and the text patterns under the dirt were all handwritten in ink. And the material is simple and restrained, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see that it's unusual. (To be continued.) )