Chapter 19: Talisman Failure

After about a cup of tea, Han Feng felt that with the premise that he already knew the fireball talisman, he should be able to complete the talisman making in his current state.

Picking up the brush in his hand, the intention and the heart are together, the heart is in line with the pen, and the first talisman is about to be completed in Han Feng's rapid writing.

"It's the last stroke, and if you can finish it, you'll be successful. ”

The fact that there were almost no mistakes in front of him provided Han Feng with a lot of confidence, and he was ready to strike while the iron was hot, concentrate on finishing the last stroke, and complete his first victory.

But I didn't know what was happening, the last stroke was only halfway through, and the rune paper suddenly spontaneously combusted, and the sudden change startled Han Feng.

"Well, this is a failure? No, isn't it all good, why? What is the reason?"

Han Feng picked up the rune paper that was almost burning, extinguished the spark, and looked for signs, trying to find the reason on it, but the rune paper was almost burned to the bottom of the corner, and there was no chance for him to find the reason at all.

Reluctantly threw away the scrap of paper in his hand, thinking about the process and details of the talisman just made, could it be that there was a mistake in this aspect.

"But it shouldn't be, if the process is wrong, then I should have failed at the beginning, and I have carried out it in strict accordance with what the golden book says, this phenomenon should not have happened, so if there is no mistake in the process, but this rune paper spontaneously combusted when I finished, is there a problem with the final finishing technique?"

Han Feng seemed to have found the reason for the failure, and immediately entered the golden book to check the final closing technique, not letting go of every word, and looked extremely carefully to see if it was really as he said, it was his own closing technique that was wrong.

At tea time, Han Feng opened his eyes with a frown, his expression was very depressed, it seemed that his guess should be wrong.

"This is not scientific, my finishing method can be said to be copied, there is no flaw at all, how can it be like this?" Han Feng was about to go crazy in wonder.

"Hey, no, it doesn't seem like it's scientific for me to cross over here, is it really a nonsensical failure?"

Han Feng, who didn't believe in evil, took a deep breath, adjusted his state, picked up the pen and paper again, and prepared to try again.

Once, twice, three times...... Ten times

Ten consecutive failures completely broke Han Feng's patience, and an angry low roar came out of his mouth, pulling his hair with both hands, eager to tear off all these annoying threads.

"Why the hell is this, I have done everything according to the instructions in the golden book, why I still can't succeed. Why on earth is that?"

There were piles of ashes on the table, these were the ones that Han Feng had just failed to make, and they spontaneously combusted like this.

Gradually, he found that anger could not solve anything, Han Feng allowed himself to stabilize from this angry emotion, the more angry he was, the more chaotic things became, but when his head was clear, he would be able to better find the problem.

I calmly recalled that I had just made a talisman process, the first time I made a mistake at the end, the second and third times too, only to fail when I only reached the penultimate step on the fourth time, and the last tenth time I had just started to write, the rune paper spontaneously combusted.

This is also why Han Feng didn't try it after trying it for the tenth time, because he knew that continuing to try it was useless and a waste of resources.

At the same time, his state of mind is also from the beginning of the calm to the last time slowly impatient, because of failure after failure, all attacking his psychological defense.

"Is it because my current state is not suitable for making talismans?"

Han Feng thoughtfully held his chin and thought of the possibility of failure, and he also felt more and more that this possibility was really big.

After studying the golden book for a day, he was reviewing all the steps in his mind almost every moment, and his concentration all the time was drastically consuming Han Feng's mental power, leaving his spirit in a state of exhaustion.

It's because I'm in a very tired state that I go through the process of making talismans, and then because of the blows I bring to myself every time I fail, I become angry and irritable, and in the end I can't even calm down.

These must be the main reasons why my talisman was not successful.

Han Feng became more and more determined, this time his guess must be right, and the solution is very simple, just sleep for a while, and continue tomorrow when his spirit recovers.

Putting away all the things on the table, eleven yellow papers were wasted, and there were only eighty-nine left, looking at Han Feng, who had become ashes on the side, there was a pain in his heart.

If you find out the reason earlier, then you don't have to waste so much rune paper, if these rune papers are successfully made, the value is unimaginable.

Stretching heavily, he was locked in his room all day, feeling like his whole body was about to get moldy, and he was ready to go out to breathe.

Opening the door, the bright moonlight was like a silver-white cloak draped over Han Feng's body, and the slightly chilly morning made Han Feng have to wrap his clothes tightly.

Along the ladder at the back of the room, he climbed the eaves alone, looking at the half-moon-shaped moon, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.

I still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival at the age of ten, I was also sitting on the balcony with my parents, eating moon cakes, admiring the moon, the moon at that time was brighter and rounder than now, but it didn't take long for my parents to leave me.

The bleak moonlight and the weak back make people look so eager to love and spoil them.

"I will work hard, I will definitely find a way to return to Earth, father, mother, I will definitely avenge you and bring those wicked people to justice. ”

The simple oath represents Han Feng's determination not to give up, and the momentum to move forward.

In the distance, there was a gong —— "Knock, knock, knock", the second watch has arrived, close the doors and windows, and be careful of the candles!"

Han Feng wiped the tears that remained in the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, got off the roof, and returned to his room, the time was not early, and he was ready to go to bed for tomorrow's battle.

There was nothing to say all night, Han Feng woke up the next day, but unlike usual, no one came to wake him up, of course, this is also what he is happy to see.

After washing up and listening to the protest of his stomach, Han Feng also had to go and eat lunch first, and then come back to continue to work hard.

As soon as he opened the door, there was a three-layer lunch box at the door, he didn't think about it, it must have been prepared for him by his mother, Han Feng, who had not experienced maternal love for a long time, re-threw himself into his mother's arms at this moment, as if God was joking with him, closed one of his doors and opened another window for him.

Take the lunch box into the dining table in the room, and prepare to open it to see what delicious food your mother has prepared for herself.

"Wow, braised crucian carp, sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy chicken...."

Han Feng reported the names of all the dishes in one breath, and they turned out to be the ones he liked to eat on the earth, and he was a little puzzled for a while, could it be that Han Feng in this world was the same as the things he liked on the earth?

But I can't think about it anymore, and the protest in my stomach becomes more serious when I smell the fragrant food.

I devoured it right away.

After Han Feng went in with the lunch box, behind the rockery not far from the room, three people suddenly came out, namely Mrs. and Qiu Qiu Xiangxiang.

"Madam, you see, the young master took it in and ate it, the young master should really be studying seriously, looking at him like this, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat, giggles. Qiuqiu said jokingly.

"yes, I'm relieved. Madame seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Yesterday, Han Feng didn't eat for a day, and Chu Ting, who was harmed, was worried for a while, afraid that Han Feng would be hungry, so she had no choice but to call Xiangxiang and Qiuqiu over to inquire about the young master's condition.

In the face of Mrs.'s inquiry, the two didn't dare to hide anything, and told Mrs. everything. The two of them went out to buy things, and then gave them to the young master, and after that, the young master stayed in the room, and told us not to disturb him.

Hearing the two of them say that Han Feng really asked them for money to buy supplies for his studies, he let go of the doubts in his heart, and felt that he was really a little suspicious recently.

It's just that Han Feng locked himself in the room alone as soon as he got the things, and ordered him not to look for him unless there was something important, which made the lady puzzled for a while.

No, early in the morning, he ordered the kitchen to burn a large number of the young master's usual favorite meals and deliver them to Han Feng's door, once again making sure that Han Feng didn't want to be clever.