Chapter 107: Pulling coolies
Chapter 107: Pulling coolies
Zhang Yi dialed Yan Bo's number, and it was quickly connected.
"Hey!"
"Ah, Apo! What are you doing? β
"I just finished solving the disaster for Mei Hanxin."
"What's wrong with him? Something happened again? β
"It's okay, I'll talk to you about the details when I have time."
"Oh~ Are you free now?"
"What's wrong?"
"Come to me!"
"What's the matter?"
"It's okay! It's that Uncle Feng is back, get together! β
"Get together? I feel like my right eyelid is jumping so much! β
"The left eye jumps disaster, the right eye jumps wealth!"
"Isn't it the left eye jumping for wealth and the right eye for disaster?"
"The right eye is a jump of money, believe me!"
"If you don't come, it always feels like nothing is good!"
"Well, I'll tell you the truth, you have to listen carefully!"
"Say it!"
"We're going to drink, and there are a lot of women!"
"Okay! I'll be right away! β
Zhang Yiyan hung up the phone with a smile.
It's good, finally brought in a coolie, what a deception!
Daoist Zifeng looked at Yan Bo, who was not blushing and his heart was not beating, and he was full of the routine of running the train, and pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "Xiaoyi, you have become bad!"
"Hey...... That's your Uncle Feng, you taught well! β
Zifeng Taoist: (α_α)
"Alright, let's draw a talisman quickly!" Zifeng Daoist said helplessly.
"Okay!" After Zhang Yi pulled a coolie, he seemed to be in a very happy mood!
In this way, after about half an hour, Zhang Yi and Zifeng Daoist were drawing talismans, and there was a sound of "dong dong dong", which suddenly disturbed Zhang Yi and Zifeng Daoist who were drawing talismans.
Because of this voice, the last stroke of the Evil Breaking Talisman under Zhang Yi's hand paused, and this talisman was scrapped like this.
In this regard, Zhang Yi was not annoyed, reached out and grabbed the scrapped evil talisman and rubbed it into a ball, threw it directly into the trash, and then got up to open the door.
After opening the door, I saw Yan Bo wearing a straight suit, and there was a faint smell of perfume on his body, which was quite a bit like a dog!
As soon as Zhang Yi opened the door, Yan Bo burned his ass with a burning face, and said impatiently: "Hurry up, don't let the girl wait."
"Don't worry, don't worry, come in first!" Zhang Yi smiled and pulled Yan Bo, who had a silly and sweet face, in.
Poor Yan Bo, he still doesn't know that Zhang Yi is tricking him and making him jump in stupidly.
After Yan Bo was pulled into the door by Zhang Yi, he found that there were two thick stacks of yellow talismans on the table in the room, and the legs of the table were piled with rice paper and peach boards on both sides.
At that moment, Yan Bo suddenly realized!
Wotzema Zefak! I've been deceived, I've been cheated, I've been tricked, no wonder my right eyelid keeps jumping! (*οΎοΎοΎ)!!
As soon as Yan Bo turned around, he wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, he felt that this place was full of deep routines!
"Horn!" Zhang Yi decisively closed the door, and then quickly locked the door, without giving Yan Bo the slightest chance to escape!
"Since you're here, stay in peace!" Zhang Yi pulled the bolt and said with a wicked smile.
"Let me out, I'm going home!" Yan Bo said hatefully. (#'dish Μ)
"Stop gnashing your teeth!" Zhang Yi stepped forward and patted Yan Bo's stomach.
"Get out of here!" Yan Bo slapped Zhang Yi's hand away. (#'dish Μ) < angry !!
"Here, I'll make room for you!" After Zhang Yi was slapped away, he was not annoyed, but walked to the table and made room for Yan Bo.
"Alright, hurry up and paint with us!" Zhang Yi patted the table lightly and said to Yan Bo.
"How did I know you!" Yan Bo said helplessly.
"Didn't you say that you will be blessed and enjoy hardships together?"
"When did I say that?" ('dish Μ)
"Okay, don't worry about this little thing, hurry up and draw!"
"Alas...... Come on, come on......" Yan Bo stepped forward helplessly and sat down in front of the table.
At this time, Zhang Yi had already pushed the prepared talisman props in front of Yan Bo.
Yan Bo laid out the rice paper and picked up the pen, and asked unhappily, "What kind of talisman do you want to draw?"
"Evil Destroying Talisman and Positive Yang Talisman!" Zhang Yi replied.
"Oh~~" Yan Bo dipped his pen in cinnabar, let out a long breath, and was just about to start drawing.
Zhang Yi was speechless, and kept popping out a sentence: "Draw one hundred and fifty pictures each!" β
"I&#@Β₯$" Yan Bo was suddenly angry, and finally burst out foul language.
Daoist Zifeng looked at the two people who were making trouble, smiled and shook his head, and then lowered his head and painted.
There was no word all night, and at the end of the night, the sun's rays slowly pierced the night, and the sky began to brighten up gradually.
In Zhang Yiyi and others, with the efforts of all night, they finally finished painting more than half of the runes, and at the beginning, Zhang Yi and Yan Bo were not only slow to draw but also easy to draw. But in the back, the speed of the two of them is getting faster and faster, and the error rate is getting less and less, and in the end, the skill of drawing the talisman has risen a lot, during which the two of them also tried to draw the thunder talisman, although the speed and completion rate are not as good as the Zifeng Daoist, but it is also much better than before.
Of course, during the night of drawing talismans, these three people were tired of painting and felt a little tired, so they meditated and breathed for a while, and then continued to paint!
After looking at the yellow talisman that had already been drawn for most of the time, Daoist Zifeng nodded with satisfaction, raised his head and said to Zhang Yi and Yan Bo, who were already exhausted: "You guys should rest first, I'll go to Xiao Liu's office to explain some things, and we will continue to draw in the afternoon, and strive to finish the rest of the talismans before tomorrow!" After speaking, Daoist Zifeng carried the peachwood sword he snatched from Zhang Yi and went out.
After Daoist Zifeng left, Yan Bo rubbed his face, glanced at Zhang Yi, walked directly to the bed, took off his shoes, threw himself on the bed, fell asleep, and snoring came out in a few seconds.
Zhang Yi looked at the room that was a little messy, and he was too lazy to clean up, and walked straight to the bed, first pushed Yan Bomao's 300 pounds to the side, and after making a small place for himself to sleep, he took off his shoes, lay on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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On the other side, the wind priest came to Mr. Liu's office, and saw Mr. Liu facing the computer screen with a sad face, his ten fingers tapping quickly on the keyboard, and Mr. Liu's face became more and more sad after not much time.
"Xiao Liu!" Daoist Zifeng shouted lightly.
After Mr. Liu heard the voice, he quickly raised his head, and after finding that the person who came was Zifeng Daoist, he let go of his worried face, grinned, and responded: "Uncle Feng!"
"What's wrong, you look distressed!" Daoist Zifeng asked puzzled.
"It's okay, it's just that the computer is broken, I'll find someone to help me later!"
"Oh!"
"Uncle Feng, what's the matter with you?"
"Oh! I'm looking for you for the sake of the husband and wife of the Void Emperor Altar! β