Since the last time I met Teng Huaizhong on the street, An Min had a small illness, and then he was raised at home for a period of time, and he raised flowers with Lixin when he was fine, and there was no abnormality.

An Sheng's heart gradually settled down, and he began to go through the procedures for adopting and leaving Xin and some written materials to prepare for school, and after a few days, he neglected An Min.

Gu Sanning took advantage of the past few days to raise flowers, stayed in the room, and took out a stack of yellow charms and cinnabar, as well as a knife, from the locked cabinet.

The knife slit his wrist and shed a small dish of blood mixed with cinnabar.

At the end, Gu Sang hastily wrapped the wound, knelt on the ground, dipped the pen in cinnabar blood, recited a spell on his mouth, and the small black wooden plaque on his chest was slightly hot, as if responding to her.

Gu Sang observed it attentively, and made sure that it was within the range of his body to bear the pen, and the red marks fell, smooth to the extreme, like a casual painting, continuing to the edge.

The painting is the talisman that I saw in the utility room of the Fang family mansion in the past.

Gu Sanning stopped his pen, picked up the rune paper that was dry in an instant, and measured it carefully.

There is a golden light hidden in the red, and the spiritual power is contained in it, and there is a majestic power hidden here that does not belong to her or the aura of heaven and earth, it seems to be ......

It's a bit similar to the atmosphere of the avenue.

It's just that this kind of power is not as hot and vivid as masculinity, but like the gurgling of the valley water, it easily encircles the high mountains in it, and it seems that there is no hustle and bustle, but in fact, the sense of existence is so vivid that people can't ignore it.

The source of this power, Gu Sanning probably knew in his heart.

Thanks to that little black wooden sign around the neck.

As for the origin, Gu Sanning is still young and can't see through it.

The lingering breath on it has a nourishing effect on the soul, and it also sneers at the real ghosts.

It's like a contradiction. Reading nests

Anyway, it's not a good thing in the yang world.

Speaking of the talisman, it is not an exaggeration to say that the energy covered in it is from the hands of great powers, and mentally I don't feel tired at all.

That's a treasure.

Gu Sang breathed a sigh of relief, the burden in his heart was lightened a lot, and he stopped writing after drawing seven or eight more sheets.

Although the mental head is not affected, in the final analysis, this body still restricts the ability to play to a large extent.

Count the days, there is still time.

Gu Sanning was not in a hurry, so he put away the tools of the crime, put away the talisman and carefully put it in the brocade bag, and hid it with the others.

After doing everything, Gu Sanning lay back on the bed to recuperate.

Day by day I became more and more sleepy.

For a few days in a row, Gu Sanning secretly drew the talisman alone, trying to draw one or two more every day.

On the last day, the cinnabar was empty, and Gu Sang Ning touched a pile of nearly sixty talismans, and simulated the spatial range in his mind, and the position corresponded to the formation layout of the formation.

I was so engrossed in it for a moment that I didn't even notice the nosebleeds, but my lips felt moist, and I licked it subconsciously before I came back to my senses.

Gu Sanning took several tissues on the bedside table, covered her mouth and nose, walked into the private bathroom in the room, and when the nosebleed stopped, she threw the tissue into the toilet and flushed it down, washed her face and hands before walking out.

As soon as he went out, Gu Sanning raised his head, slowed down, and called out in a slightly unexpected voice, "An Sheng?" ”

Gu San's gaze downward, turning from the talisman he was holding in his hand, approached calmly, took out two tissues from the bedside table, dried his hands, and stood in front of him, ignoring his simmering stormy eyes.