Chapter 20: Is This a Zombie?

After a while, Jiang Fan's eyes froze, and the cinnabar pen instantly fell on the yellow rune paper, drawing it with one stroke.

Boom!

In the next second, invisible resistance appeared and swept away.

The desk trembled, and the piled up shook.

This time, Jiang Fan had already prepared, his breath was calm, and he continued to draw out the invisible resistance of the resistant.

Laugh at!

As soon as two strokes were drawn, the yellow rune paper was torn apart.

The cinnabar pen in Jiang Fan's hand was stunned, and he sighed in his heart, drawing a talisman, the difference between people and zombies is also great, typical racism!

However, I will not give up.

"Jiang Fan, draw the talisman lightly, you are trying too hard!" The voice of the fat man on the side sounded.

Jiang Fan nodded, stretched out his hand to remove the split rune paper, replaced it with a new rune paper, and continued to practice.

In less than a minute, Jiang Fan failed again and started again.

Failure after failure.

Start over again and again.

In the end, even Jiang Fan himself didn't know how many times he had failed and how many times he had started over.

The only thing I know is that I haven't drawn a complete spell yet.

Gradually, Jiang Fan couldn't draw a spell, and everyone knew about it, which caused countless ridicule and criticism.

Song Yang was even more public more than once, seemingly chatting with others, but in fact he was sneering. Each time it was so loud that the whole classroom could hear it.

It's a pity that Jiang Fan focused on drawing talismans and never paid attention to them.

Song Yang regretted it, but also hated itchy, feeling like a juggling monkey.

Well, still an unpleasant monkey.

In the end, Song Yang was indifferent to Jiang Fan, and even he felt bored. I stopped taunting and focused all my energy on practicing drawing talismans.

I was ruthless again and again in my heart, and I must swell Jiang Fan's face in the actual combat rehearsal.

Qingmingzi, who had just changed his impression of Jiang Fan, was not disappointed because he couldn't draw a charm, but encouraged Jiang Fan more than once in private, and promised that if there was anything he didn't understand, or if he needed help, he could go to him.

This made Jiang Fan surprised, his heart warmed, and his mind to draw the spell was even more determined.

On this day, Jiang Fan failed to draw talismans again and again, and kept groping to find a way to break through the invisible resistance when drawing talismans.

That is, the charm must be drawn quickly, so fast that the charm has already been drawn before the invisible resistance appears.

Only in this way can you successfully avoid the failure of the drawing due to the appearance of invisible resistance.

Moreover, Jiang Fan also found that once he chose to resist the invisible resistance when he chose to draw the talisman, even if he could resist it, the talisman paper and cinnabar pen still could not withstand the pressure of Jiang Fan and the invisible resistance, so they fell apart.

Or failed to draw the symbol.

In order to test this method, Jiang Fan deliberately moved the desk from the classroom to the corner of the grove where he usually cultivated.

After spreading out the seven-piece set of drawing talismans on the desk one after another, he picked up the cinnabar pen, stared at the yellow talisman paper with his eyes, and said to himself: "Go on, I don't believe it, I'm a zombie who can cultivate, and I can't draw a charm." ”

The sound fell, and the hand holding the cinnabar pen was as fast as lightning, and the tip of the pen flashed on the yellow rune paper.

Boom!

In the next second, invisible resistance appeared out of thin air, rippling.

The cinnabar pen held by Jiang Fan drew a section crookedly, and the yellow rune paper was scrapped.

Draw a talisman, fail!

Jiang Fan silently crumpled the scrapped yellow rune paper, threw it on the ground, re-laid a piece of yellow rune paper, carried a cinnabar pen, and dipped it in special ink.

I thought silently in my heart, I was still a little slower just now, which led to the failure of drawing talismans. It's much better than before, at least it's been more than halfway through.

And the rune paper is not fragmented.

This already means that my conjecture is correct, as long as I don't choose hard resistance, as long as the speed is faster than the invisible resistance, I will definitely be able to draw the spell.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan carried a cinnabar pen and stared at the yellow rune paper, concentrating.

A minute passes.

Two minutes passed.

Three minutes...

Suddenly, Jiang Fan moved.

The hand holding the cinnabar pen flickered over the yellow rune paper at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

From the moment the pen is put down to the time the pen is stopped, it takes less than a second.

Finally, a yellow talisman to ward off evil appeared in its entirety, lying quietly on the desk.

Then an invisible resistance appeared out of thin air and disappeared again.

"It's done, I've finally drawn the spell!"

Jiang Fan held a cinnabar pen, looked at the exorcism charm on the desk, sensed the invisible resistance disappearing, and almost jumped up in excitement, it was not easy!

For this moment, God knows how many times it failed.

Fortunately, I didn't give up, and fortunately, all the failures were worth it.

After a long while, Jiang Fan calmed down his excitement, took a deep breath, took away the exorcism talisman with a faint mana fluctuation, and replaced it with a yellow talisman paper.

Picking up the cinnabar pen, he continued to draw again.

Ten yellow talismans were drawn in a row, five were scrapped, and five were successful.

The success rate is half to half.

Such a ratio made Jiang Fan very satisfied.

Compared to before, when you couldn't draw a single spell, there aren't too many good ones.

Gradually, as Jiang Fan mastered the skills and methods, he drew more and more symbols, and his proficiency became higher and higher.

Naturally, the success rate has increased dramatically.

In the end, after Jiang Fan drew enough twenty yellow talismans to ward off evil spirits, he began to draw three kinds of talismans: the five thunder talismans, the corpse suppression talisman, and the soul suppression talisman.

The reason why I chose these three kinds of charms is to make a reserve of charms for tomorrow's actual combat rehearsal.

After all, the first time the school students go out to rehearse the actual battle, there will definitely be Qingmingzi and other mages to lead, and when the time comes, everyone will not be able to rely on the identity of zombies to resist the enemy!

You have to use a charm to hide your identity.

Besides, Jiang Fan also wanted to know what it was like to be a zombie and use a spell to catch ghosts and subdue demons.

Chirping!

In the blink of an eye, I don't know how long it has been, Jiang Fan has just successfully drawn a soul suppression talisman, and suddenly an imperceptible voice sounds.

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows, shrugged his nose, his eyes froze, and he swept the talismans piled up on the desk and stuffed them into the gossip cloth bag, and disappeared in a flash.

At the same time.

Not far away, behind a large tree.

A handsome man in a black trench coat with blue eyes leaned against the trunk of a large tree and swallowed hard.

Tilting his head to look at a stiff hairy man covered with long hair next to him, he lowered his voice and couldn't hide his horror: "My mother, big long hair, guess what I saw just now?" ”

"That zombie king is actually drawing talismans, drawing those stinky Taoist talismans to kill us!"

"Damn, is this really a zombie? It's too tough, isn't it? ”

Whining!

Mao stiff shook the long corpse hair on his body and made a whining sound.

"You think so too!"

The handsome man smacked his tongue and said: "Motor, it is not in vain that we have been squatting here for a few days when we find out such exciting news... Hey, what's wrong with you? What are you shivering about? ”

The sound fell, and he saw Mao Zhuang staring at his back, trembling vigorously.

I couldn't help but look back, and a figure carrying a gossip cloth bag came into view, the corners of my mouth twitched, and cold sweat came down all of a sudden.