Because he was just a rookie who had just entered the industry, and now Bai Tang was half of his master and a big man, he held back what he wanted to say and began to focus on drawing talismans.

Every time I saw Bai Tangyun, he waved lightly and casually, only as simple as writing, but when he really painted it, he found that it was different, it was exhausting, a pile of waste paper came down, and a complete picture was not drawn, not to mention, the ghost qi on his body was already empty.

"How's the drawing?" Bai Tang saw him stop writing and raised his eyes.

"General." Jiang Futing replied very directly.

But his hand holding the pen was already a little trembling, sour and weak, and going to a boxing scene would not have this effect.

After hearing this, Bai Tang leaned over and looked at the waste paper that he threw aside.

For people like him, it's generally not good, and if the answer is okay, then it's definitely no problem.

The runes on the yellow paper were crooked, and when they were pressed to the bottom of the paper, they drew a few crooked lines and stopped, and when they were drawn to the back, the paper pressed on them could already draw half of the runes.

So-so, it's relatively fast, after all, he has been drawing the foundation for more than ten years when he first entered the ghost path, and his painting is not necessarily as strong as his two-hour training.

"Take a break, I'll draw later, it's really not good, I'll continue tomorrow." Bai Tang glanced at him, the other party's hand trembled as fast as a sieve, but he kept holding the pen tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his hand could be seen.

Quite stubborn.

"What time is it?" Jiang Futing really felt tired, and his whole person was overdrawn, so he asked with a face.

Bai Tang looked at his phone, "Ten forty-five." ”

Jiang Futing glanced at the talisman he had just drawn, the lines were intricate and looked messy, but there was something in it.

Looking at the past as a whole, there is a little bit of flavor.

Feeling that he should have captured something, he was a little reluctant to miss this good state: "I'll paint for another half an hour, and the time will remind me." ”

Without waiting for Bai Tang to react, Rune looked at the realm that was understanding and mysterious just now.

He condensed, carefully controlling the few ghost qi in his body, and when he went down, his body seemed to have fallen into an empty state, and only the drawing talisman was left in his eyes, and everything on the side was separated by a transparent wall, and nothing could be heard.

The drawing is very smooth, and when I depict Fu Gut, I just knew a little about the content, but it became so clear in my mind, and I felt like I saw the moon through the clouds.

Jiang Futing suddenly got his senses.

He draws very slowly, the pen is a little shaky when he puts down the pen, the lines are crooked because of the shaking, it looks funny, but it is quite natural, and when the pattern appears along the pen head, there is a faint gray light.

This one was drawn for a long time, Bai Tang looked at him and hadn't changed the paper yet, he was surprised, and unconsciously put down his phone and looked over.

, it's all drawn to the feet, ugly is ugly, but every detail can't be faulted, it's all correct.

Just let him rest, he stopped for a while and drew the whole picture?

By the time Bai Tang complained about his IQ bonus in his heart, Jiang Futing was already touching his feet.

This place had not been painted before, it was very rusty, and it was drawn more carefully, and the movements were quite slow, about the same speed as a three- or four-year-old child learning to write.

But fortunately, it's not difficult, slowly hook it down, and the last stroke, close the pen.

At the moment when the last ink dot of the whole rune paper was finished, the corresponding energy was immediately diffused in the rune, and the rune paper lit up, and the warm yellow and soft light was very comfortable.

After completing a whole talisman, Jiang Futing looked back at the content on it, and it was not so obscure, it was completely transparent.

It turned out to be a talisman.

When Jiang Futing took the talisman he had drawn and handed it to Bai Tang, Bai Tang quickly put away the surprise on his face, took it casually, and looked at it carefully: "There is no mistake, the painting is very fast, but it is ugly, and the effect is still there." ”

He said and glanced at the pile of useless waste paper on the table: "Clean up and rest early in the evening." ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing took his mobile phone and looked at the time again, it hadn't arrived at 11 o'clock yet, it was quite fast, and it saved a lot of time than expected.

He looked at the last piece of paper he had drawn.

Ugly?

Compared with Bai Tang's, it is a little uglier, although it is more than a little.

But then he was really exhausted, and now he can't hold back any more strokes.

When Bai Tang was cleaning up the table, he just went to take a bath, and after taking a shower, he swiped his mobile phone for a while, and after being in a daze, Jiang Futing finally made a psychological offensive and sent a message to Lin Jin.

I only said that I had something to do during this time, and I may not be able to go back on Saturdays and Sundays.

Lin Jin has always been more at ease with him, and he didn't say much, and his words were still not light or serious, and it didn't matter: Mom knows, I just have to be busy on weekends, where do you live? That Bai Tang family?

Jiang Futing had just finished reading her message, and Lin Jin added another one: It's next to the final exam, pay attention when playing, don't affect your studies.

I didn't explain too much about playing this word, and it was not easy to tell Lin Jin too clearly what his situation was, so he semi-acquiesced in his usual style and replied: I know.

After sending the message, Bai Tang just finished taking a shower, and then changed Jiang Futing to wash.

Jiang Futing has relieved himself a little about what happened yesterday, and he is not so repulsive, at least willing to recall the details of yesterday's events.

There is one thing he has always been very curious about, what to do with the iron in his body, Bai Tang didn't say it clearly.

Did he deliberately hide it, or did he not know how to do it.

But judging from Bai Tang's external state, he looked quite calm, not like something big would happen, and the backlash from the previous seal breaking was ...... It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise and is offset by the turbidity that invaded in.

Bai Tang didn't say anything special, and he didn't want to ask, if he asked, it was nothing serious, as if he would seem to have a little too much.

After wiping his eyebrows and changing into pajamas, he walked out of the toilet, and when he opened the door, he buried the doubts in his heart by the way.

"Just

Your phone rang just a little. Bai Tang's gaze stayed on Jiang Futing for a moment, he was wearing his own pajamas, the style was casual and loose half-sleeves, a large round neck, and you could see the half-hidden collarbone on the other party's body.

Jiang Futing's collarbone...... He is also very good-looking, tough, with a great sense of line, and the perfection is the same as his face.

It's just that the hair is still a little dry, dripping down the neck, sliding onto the collarbone, wet.

Bai Tang cleared his throat and withdrew his gaze.

The growth and development of today's children is too good, how can he be embarrassed by this uncle?

"Text it." Jiang Futing walked to the side of the bed and took out a piece of paper to wipe his neck, and when the water droplets fell, it was a little itchy.

There is no habit of blowing hair at home, and it is generally dried naturally.

In addition to the noise of the hair dryer, my hair dries relatively quickly, and it dries almost in half an hour.

After throwing away the tissue, he glanced at his phone, thinking that it was Lin Jinhui, but it turned out to be a spam text message.

Bai Tang on the side suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked his calf: "Blow your hair, the quilt is wet." ”

Jiang Futing glanced at him, Bai Tang was spreading his hair at the moment, the ends of his hair looked like they had been trimmed, not as long as before, and it was just up to his shoulders, he originally thought that the other party was too lazy to cut his hair.

It seems that it was deliberately left, and there is a habit of having long hair? It's still half a long time.

Bai Tang still kept staring at him without letting go, those peach blossom eyes looked very standard, he was usually half-drunk and half-drunk, the tail of his eyes that hung down was slightly raised at the last point, and the area and corners of his eyes were slightly flushed all year round.

It's glaring at him, but it's not really angry, and it's a little bit indescribable, like the feeling of spilling on the people closest to him.

As soon as a strange thought surfaced, even the place where he had just kicked it was a little hot, Jiang Futing was a little unnatural, and hurriedly got out of bed to find a hair dryer, diverting his attention by the way, "There is a problem." ”

"Well, you say?" Bai Tang flipped through his phone, he was still a little nervous after looking at that glance just now, and suddenly stared at him for a few seconds, thinking that the other party had seen something famous.

"Doesn't anyone care about the lonely ghosts?" Jiang Futing turned on the hair dryer and took it a little far away.

"That's it." Bai Tang thought for a while, "The underworld is very busy, there has been a shortage of ghosts in recent decades, not to mention that it is normal to have lonely souls and wild ghosts, but now there are a little more of them, as long as there is no trouble, no one will take care of it." ”

Normal? Jiang Futing was silent for a moment and looked at him: "Then you ......" I wanted to say that you were quite idle, but swallowed back.

Bai Tang guessed what he was going to say from his eyes, and his face was straight: "I'm busier than you think, my business is not just as simple as catching ghosts, that's my side business." ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing nodded, first expressing his belief in his thoughts, and then asked, "What is Zhengye?" ”

Bai Tang opened his mouth, held back his farts for a long time, and lowered his head: "You don't understand it now, you'll know later." ”

Jiang Futing said in disbelief, "Oh."

"For a moment.

It wasn't too late to finish blowing his hair, before 12 o'clock, Jiang Futing flipped through the brick-heavy book and began to read it from the beginning.

As a result, I found that it was quite interesting, talking about a completely different world and cognition from now, and describing it in a colorful and fascinating way.

If Bai Tang knew that Jiang Futing could see the interesting taste of this ghost world dictionary, he would probably have the urge to tear the book.

After all, he was forced by the man to put a formation in the book, and it took him ten days to memorize it.

After reading a small chapter, it was almost over, Jiang Futing's sleepiness in the past two days was not too strong, and the biological clock that had been raised for more than ten years was a little out of rhythm.

He looked at the time and turned off the lights.

I slept soundly that night, didn't dream, and woke up relatively early in the morning.

Absorbing the ghost qi and turning around in his body for a while, he sat up from the bed.

When I was guiding, I found that there was quite a lot of ghost qi wandering outside the ghost veins, and at the current speed, I don't know when I would be able to absorb it.

(End of chapter)