So now I'm nervous and worried about something every day.

What he feared was nothing more than a sudden change.

Fear of being placed in an unfamiliar, unknown environment, aimlessly in unknown dangers, rampage, and then bleeding head.

But now that there is a lighthouse beside him, Jiang Futing suddenly firmed up, there is a void in front of him, he stepped through the void with one foot, and there is an abyss in front of him, so he stepped on the abyss on the soles of his feet.

He began to seriously start thinking about whether to ring the alarm with Lin Jin and Jiang Chao now, and when he walked around the corner, a strong ghost aura suddenly floated in front of him.

He immediately put away his thoughts and looked in the direction that exuded a ghostly aura.

A ghostly figure stood alone at the intersection, with no passing traffic, and occasionally passing by a few pedestrians buying supper.

The dim road light around is like a spotlight, just sprinkled on the ghost's body, the other party is still wearing a very old dark blue suit, the cuffs and trousers are very loose fit, a bit of the 80s and 90s flavor on TV. The clothes were dirty, and the marks of dirt and dust could be seen from so far away.

At first, he was afraid that this ghost would be like the others, and he wanted to swallow himself and waited there.

Just as Jiang Futing looked at the ghost, the other party noticed his gaze and slowly turned his head.

It was different from what he imagined, there was no bloody picture, no grinning teeth, and the extremely white face looked at him calmly, a young man who looked twenty-seven or eighteen.

When Jiang Futing didn't expect it, the other party smiled at him very decently.

The male ghost's eyes were very gentle, without any aggression, Jiang Futing confirmed this, and his instinctive heart relaxed a little.

The other party just smiled, then turned back, and stood there quietly, as if waiting for something, just like he had seen at the beginning.

The light outlines the edges of the ghost from behind, and it looks a little lonely.

Jiang Futing didn't pay any more attention, retracted his gaze, and when he walked to Bai Tang's house, the door downstairs was ajar.

Once inside, lock the door.

The sight of the old building during the day is very poor, the buildings are next to the building, and there is no light at all, when Jiang Futing brought Lin Jin to visit before, Bai Tang turned on the lights for them during the day, which was better.

Not to mention at night, when the lights are dark, and not turning on the lights is no different from being blind.

This is still Jiang Futing's previous opinion, at least now, everything is clear in his eyes, like day.

When Jiang Futing arrived in the bedroom, there was no one inside, and Bai Tang probably took the order again.

He put down his schoolbag and looked at the room, it was not as messy as before, the messy clothes on the sofa had been cleaned up, and although there were some daily necessities on the coffee table, they were quite neat.

Bai Tang rarely had the heart to know how to clean up the bedroom.

When I first came to his house, the downstairs was very clean, and I thought it looked sloppy on the outside, but in fact

People who love cleanliness.

As a result, when he entered the bedroom, he realized that he was thinking too much, and he shouldn't expect too much from this kind of person who exudes a lazy temperament.

Staying alone in a bedroom that doesn't belong to you is always a little strange and unspeakably uncomfortable, and it feels empty.

When I sat down, I was a little restrained, but I was inexplicably relieved.

After reviewing the book for a while, Bai Tang has not come back yet, according to what he said yesterday, he guided some more ghost qi scattered outside his body, and he turned around in his body, and his body was full of a lot.

Every time I guide, I feel like my bones and muscles are being washed, but the ghost veins have all been connected, and today's guidance is not as laborious as yesterday, but I feel sour.

When he opened it again, there was already a person sitting in the gaming chair, Bai Tang was turning the stool and knocking on Erlang's leg, looking at himself with one hand on his head, and he was idle and uninhibited.

"You're pretty quick to get started." Bai Tang said in a surprised tone.

"Okay." Jiang Futing nodded.

Bai Tang smiled at the play: "How is going to school today, isn't it exciting?" ”

Jiang Futing almost blurted out that it was okay, but looking at his state, he was quite interested in asking, and replied: "It's not good." ”

"Dead ducks have hard mouths." Bai Tang snorted, put down his crossed feet and said slowly: "It's good to wait until all your ghost qi is drained, and then you can control it yourself." ”

He paused and continued: "I'll teach you how to draw talismans in a while."

Jiang Futing was stunned for a moment and looked at him: "So fast." ”

Start learning?

"If you don't mind luring a guy to swallow you, then you'll leave it for another two days." Bai Tang said with a smile, but the person had already stood up and stepped on his slippers and slowly shook downstairs.

Jiang Futing watched him go down, and quickly came up, holding a messy stack of yellow paper in his hand and throwing it on the coffee table, with a brush in his mouth.

"Come on." Bai Tang called him, and then hung his head and waved it twice.

When Jiang Futing walked over, he had already finished drawing, and the moment he put the pen away, he could see that the yellow paper was emitting a faint shimmer at the same time.

Glancing at the content above, he had seen a few glances at Bai Tang's talisman before, including the triangular summoning talisman that still remained, but he couldn't understand what was drawn on it, but now when he looked at it, he seemed to be able to understand some of the above meanings.

It felt amazing and quite unexpected.

Bai Tang directly handed him the brush, and when Jiang Futing took it, he thought that this pen had just been bitten by Bai Tang, and subconsciously wanted to wipe the pen, but he felt that the other party would think that he had too much to do.

In the end, he held back, dipped the ink on the inkstone, pressed the tip of the pen, and squeezed out the excess ink.

Bai Tang looked at him holding the pen and raised his eyebrows quite skillfully: "Have you practiced writing before?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing responded and observed the things painted by Bai Tang, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, as if he understood it or not.

It looks like that word, but I don't think it's all, it's the kind of writing that is like graffiti, and there are symbols at the bottom of the rune paper that he can't understand

Oracle is the same.

Jiang Futing felt that he was about to start when he observed, but he was stunned, because he didn't know which one to start.

The font symbols on it seem to be quite coherent together, but when you really want to do it yourself, it feels a little disorganized.

For example, after the middle font is drawn, there are two crooked lines on the side, and the font has a pen blade, and it is connected to the tail, so this stroke was accidentally brought by Bai Tang, or does it have to be drawn like this?

Bai Tang stood aside and looked at Jiang Futing in a daze with a smile, silent, waiting for this scholar to ask for advice in person.

Jiang Futing also came back to his senses a little, Bai Tang directly threw a ready-made reference, and didn't teach him how to draw.

He turned his head to look at the person casually nestled in the sofa next to him, and he didn't know whether to look or stare dryly.

Bai Tang continued to hook the smile of the underwhelming, met his eyes, and said that he was very patient to accompany him slowly.

Jiang Futing retracted his gaze after looking at it for a long time, and studied the talisman very seriously, he had never asked others in this aspect of learning since he was a child.

So I swiped the content on the rune paper, opened it, and connected it, but the more I looked at it, the more I felt that it was wrong.

It was as if he had fallen into the lowest end of a whirlpool, and everything around him was spinning around, and he was physically dizzy and wanted to vomit.

Until he raised his head to look at something else and diverted his attention, his head was still confused.

Bai Tang looked at Jiang Futing's pale face and persisted, he was successfully defeated by his stubbornness, supported his forehead, then moved his butt twice, and directly took away the brush in his hand.

"Cultivating the Tao is taboo, drilling the horns of the bull." Jiang Futing's ears suddenly heard Bai Tang's voice, and his mind cleared up a little.

Bai Tang sighed, grabbed a piece of paper on the messy coffee table, drew it very slowly, and said to him earnestly: "Cultivation depends on enlightenment, and drawing talismans is also a kind of cultivation. ”

Bai Tang put away his pen, Huang Fu lit up again, he turned his head and looked at the people around him who were still a little confused: "If you don't understand in the future, just ask, understand, cultivation is not the same as learning, it depends on epiphany, if you can't realize it, you will rely on time, and rushing to achieve it will only be like you just did." ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing responded, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking just now, as if he was more energetic, and he didn't know whether to compete with him or himself.

It's like being a Gu, knowing that the way is wrong, but I just want to plunge into it.

He suddenly felt that when he first painted, his mentality was not very good, and he was a little resentful.

Bai Tang seemed to notice his fugue and knocked on his hand: "Xueba is still distracted in class." ”

Jiang Futing was a little embarrassed and took the pen he handed over.

This time, Bai Tang whispered in his ear when he was still a little bothered by the rune paper: "The talisman is divided into talisman heads, talisman galls and talisman feet, and the order of drawing is from top to bottom. ”

Jiang Futing followed his words and re-observed the picture above

case, in general, is not as uncomfortable as it was just now.

"The most important thing in the talisman is the talisman gall." Bai Tang said and poked his slender fingertips in the middle: "That's it, the content of the talisman represents the role of your talisman, and when you draw it, you should draw it sincerely, because it is borrowed from someone else's power." ”

"Who's?" Jiang Futing turned his head and asked him, and suddenly found that Bai Tang was very close to him, and the breath that came out was almost close to his neck, and he didn't feel it just now, but when he realized it, he felt a little itchy.

Feeling a little weird, he gathered his mind again and stared back at the yellow paper.

"Whoever you care?" Bai Tang explained a little reluctantly: "The yellow rune borrows the divine power, and the ghost suppression, and the black rune paper borrows the yin power, and the ghosts invite the yin soldiers." All you need to know is this. ”

Jiang Futing "en" again, indicating that he understood.

"When I paint, I infuse my ghostly qi into it, and I drink it in one stroke, and I can't break it, and if it is broken, it will be wasted. It's normal to not be able to read it, and I have an epiphany while drawing. After Bai Tang finished speaking, he lazily nested back into the sofa and stepped on the coffee table.

Jiang Futing frowned at his feet, the socks were still very cartoonish SpongeBob SquarePants.

(End of chapter)