Not everyone can make rune paper?

Hearing this, Fu Yang was stunned.

Then I understood why Ah Huang gave him a small stack of rune paper at the beginning, and he was so distressed that he looked as if he had been robbed of tens of thousands of yuan.

"So in other words, the rune paper used by the Taoist priest is actually a consumable?"

"Nonsense! Can your charms be recycled? For Taoist priests, rune paper is like a gun used by ordinary people, and those who can use guns may not necessarily make guns! ”

Fu Yang nodded, this is understood.

The talisman paper is the "gun" of the Taoist priest, and the talisman maker is equivalent to the firearm weapon maker in the mortal world......

"Of course, generally speaking, the major sects such as Longhu Mountain and Maoshan have their own talisman makers. Therefore, the disciples are more luxurious, and the rune paper can be used casually. But ordinary casual cultivation generally needs to go to the ghost market to buy from the talisman maker! Of course, if you're more awesome and can make your own rune paper, you don't need to ask for help. ”

"But Ah Huang, aren't you a disciple of Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

"! Don't open any pot and mention which pot. My brain-dead ghost master didn't even teach me how to draw the Sanqing Talisman used by Longhu Mountain, let alone let me enter my name into the sect's roster. ”

Fu Yang suddenly realized.

"Oh~ That is to say, your identity as a disciple of Longhu Mountain has not been officially recognized, so naturally you can't get the rune paper. I can only figure it out by myself. ”

Ah Huang has a black line: "Although what you say makes me want to beat you, I have to admit that this is the case...... The talisman maker has a high status and has a special fixed stall in the inner area of the ghost market. ”

While explaining, he took Fu Yang to turn left and right, and soon entered the inner circle of the ghost market and stopped in front of a stall.

Unlike other humble stalls with only a cloth on the floor or a wooden table, this talisman's stall can be called "luxurious" in the ghost market!

A simple frame of the house was made of wood, and it was wrapped in oilcloth around it. In this way, you can't see what you see inside. There was a curtain at the door, and next to him sat an old man with a few thin hairs and almost all his front teeth.

There was already a long queue in front of the talisman maker's booth, presumably all of them were people who came to buy talisman paper.

Fu Yang and Ah Huang were just about to line up in an orderly manner, when a middle-aged Taoist priest with a goatee in front of them glanced back at them.

"Two little brothers, it's the first time you come to our Purple Mountain Ghost Market to buy talismans?"

The two of them were shocked, and said in their hearts, I am grass, you know this? Do we have the word "rookie" written on our faces?

The goatbeard Taoist was quite kind, and laughed: "How come the talisman maker of the Purple Mountain Ghost Market, Master Liu Bi likes the rules of the secular bank." So you have to line up and go over there to get the number first. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the bad old man next to him and motioned to go there to get a number.

"Master? Nima's name is too arrogant! Why don't you go to heaven? ”

Fu Yang couldn't help but blurt out.

The goatee middle-aged Taoist priest hurriedly told him to shut up and not talk nonsense, otherwise Master Liu Bi would be angry and would not do business tonight. The people who were waiting to buy the rune paper had to tear him alive......

"It's Wendao Liu, and Bi is the finished Bi. Master Liu Bi! ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest seriously corrected Fu Yang's mispronunciation. Then he also pointed out that Fu Yang should be a southerner, otherwise he would not be able to distinguish between Liu Bi and Bull......

He and Ah Huang could only nod their heads again and again, indicating that they had recognized their mistake. Hurry up and go to the old janitor to get the number.

"I said, Ah Huang, is this talisman maker reliable? How do you feel a little second? ”

"I'm not familiar with Jiangcheng, and this Purple Mountain ghost market is the first time I've come here after hearing the news. Generally speaking, though, talismans rarely have unreliable ...... It's really a liar who has been killed a long time ago. Who would dare to offend so many loose cultivators who need rune paper at the same time? ”

Fu Yang nodded, and felt that it made sense.

The two went to the old man who was missing his front teeth to get the queue number, and the two of them came together to get only one number plate.

"A numbered plate of 500 yuan."

"Here you go!"

Ah Huang snapped and slapped five red Grandpa Mao on the table. The old man slowly handed him a wooden sign.

Fu Yang took it and looked at it, and was directly stunned.

It turns out that the number on it actually happens to be: 2B!

Ah Huang's face also twitched: "Old man, can you change it?" ”

"Either go away, or wait honestly with the number plate to be called."

The old man's attitude is arrogant, and it hurts more than ordinary people to go to the relevant departments to beg for a seal.

But there is no way, now I am begging others to do something, so I can only honestly wait for the number to be called......

Five minutes later.

An ugly-looking one-eyed dragon came out of the humble wooden house with the curtain lifted and shouted loudly.

“2B！ Who is 2B? ”

Fu Yang and Ah Huang had black lines on their faces.

The one-eyed dragon was very impatient: "Wait three seconds for the last time, and it will be invalid." Again, who is 2B?! ”

Fu Yang grabbed Ah Huang's wrist and raised it, shouting, "He's 2B!" He is. ”

Ah Huang was furious: "Both of us are, both of us!" ”

It's a lose-lose situation......

So under the stunned gaze of a group of other monks, Fu Yang and Ah Huang walked into the talisman maker's cabin together under the leadership of the one-eyed dragon.

In front of him was a long wooden table, with a candle lit at each of the four corners, and the fire was dimly lit.

Behind the wooden table there is a classical Taishi chair, on which sits a person. The whole thing is hidden in the shadows, and I can't see the face clearly. Moreover, Fu Yang could feel that this kind of shadow was not all because the candle could not shine, and it was obviously mixed with spells.

"Tell me, what grade of rune paper do you want to buy? How many tickets do you want? What are you willing to trade for? Renminbi or U.S. dollars, or gold or diamonds? Or is it a treasure from our supernatural world? ”

The voice of the mysterious talisman maker named Liu Bi was lazy, coming out of the shadows.

"Huh? Aren't all runes the same? Is it still graded? ”

Fu Yang couldn't hold back and blurted out curiously. Ah Huang wanted to stop him too late.

I thought it would anger this talisman maker, but I didn't expect the other party to seem to be energetic: "Oh? Rookie? Troops...... Your real mana is comparable to a real person, and you don't even know these most basic Taoist common sense. ”

"Because I'm a monastic genius!"

Fu Yang simply began to pretend and forced.

It is speculated from the previous situation that this Master Liu Bi should be the kind of maverick and arrogant type two, so it is better to pretend to be uninhibited. Maybe you can win his favor.

Sure enough, the other party laughed: "Interesting! Awesome. Self-proclaimed monastic genius? I don't think the entire supernatural world has been a true genius for many years. Just for your courage to pretend to be forced, I'll give you thirty-two likes! At the same time, I will tell you what the level of the rune paper is, and the help I can provide to you Taoist priests who do not have the support of the Great Gate Sect behind them. (2nd Update)