Luo Yuanhao went to school again, and no one ever mentioned what happened in the magic capital, not even after dinner. He himself has changed from a group of people who were in the spotlight to a marginal figure who doesn't fit in.

When the classmates occasionally talked about Luo Yuanhao, they would say, "Where did the guy hanging on the horizontal bar go?" ”

"Oh, I'm probably learning to draw. Alas, I'm telling you, oh, this man, very weird, all day long. "People who speak often point to their heads to indicate that there is something wrong with the inside of the bones.

Luo Yuanhao couldn't hear these gossip news, because on the second day of his school, the talisman was completed! It's not that he drew the talisman, but that he has the ability to draw the talisman in one go!

The talismans are mostly ligatures, and the shorter the time it takes to form, the better the effect. What Luo Yuanhao hopes is that after he draws the talisman, he can also use Qi to enchant and bless, and he even does not hesitate to draw it with blood, he wants to make this talisman achieve the best effect!

Since he painted the talismans every day, his painting skills have made great progress, and he wondered if he would go to the street stall to paint portraits one day.

There doesn't seem to be such a romantic city in China, right?

He tried hard to draw the talisman with the Qi, and he found that the Qi he had could barely draw the entire talisman at once, because there were so many words in this talisman that it would not have been possible if he had not used the qi so well and controlled it so subtly.

During the lunch break, the tomahawk had been personally delivered by Zhang Wei.

Opening the package, Luo Yuanhao was instantly attracted by its shape, which is extremely beautiful and smooth, and it is also a feeling of great practicality, not the color of embroidered legs!

He stroked the cold blade of the axe, and he had the urge to kill someone!

It turns out that a good weapon can make people have murderous thoughts! It's like a chef holding a kitchen knife and always feeling like he wants to cut something.

Touching the word "鼏" pressed out by the stamping machine on the axe, Luo Yuanhao suddenly felt itchy and couldn't wait to go home on vacation at night.

He waited patiently for a few days, and he finally came to the house.

at home, in the room.

There was no black dog blood or rooster blood, so he replaced it with his own blood, and the boy's urine was also taken care of. Cinnabar is a piece of natural mineral, unprocessed, like a red jade blank, the color is frighteningly red.

Paintbrushes and glass drawing plates, all ready. Luo Yuanhao began to mix carefully, and then stirred it with a paintbrush, and immediately filled it into the word of the battle axe.

In just three minutes, he had both sides drawn. Then, with bated breath, the index finger of his right hand quickly followed the path of the brush.

In just one minute, the two sides were drawn, faster than a paintbrush, but Luo Yuanhao, who had done all this, suddenly poured out sweat all over his body, as if he was really soreness and swelling when he was exercising!

He suddenly felt a lack of physical strength, and he had the illusion of Venus in his eyes.

"Anemia again?" Luo Yuanhao thought helplessly, he remembered that he was anemic last time, as if he was saving Xu Laowei's brother.

However, when he looked back at the words on the left and right, an unexpected scene occurred, only to see that the stirrching material, which was mainly cinnabar, began to dry and harden rapidly, and slowly began to peel off like an aging lime wall......

"Huh? Don't, it's a blessing! Luo Yuanhao covered his forehead, only to feel that his heart was broken.

He hurriedly reached out to hold down the peeling material, trying to glue it back, but the peeling cinnabar became more and more, and he was in a hurry!

In the end, he had no choice but to watch as all the materials he had drawn peeled off until there was nothing left, leaving only a pink imprint, proving that it had been painted.

Luo Yuanhao's body eased up again, and then he cursed secretly, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of Zhang Wei and sent it over. And leave a message: "I failed, send a red envelope to comfort me!" ”

Zhang Wei replied half an hour later: "What's the situation?" When taking a photo, don't shake your hands, the picture is blurry, take another picture. ”

Luo Yuanhao, who received the news, immediately took another picture and sent it over.

About three minutes later, Zhang Wei sent a message: "I have a question, have you read it carefully?" ”

"What do you mean?"

"Have you looked at this pink closely? Is it just a wipe off? ”

Luo Yuanhao immediately came to his senses again, and hurriedly wiped it with a small piece of cotton cloth, his eyes suddenly widened, and then left a message to Zhang Wei: "I can't wipe it off, the dyeing is successful!" I'll take another picture for you to see! ”

As he sent the photo, Zhang Wei quickly replied: "I don't think it's that simple, I don't believe you can use scissors to gently scrape it to see if the dyed thing will fade?" ”

Processing techniques such as dyeing and painting on metal can be scraped off. But how could Luo Yuanhao be willing to do it on this tungsten steel Yin Wen battle axe?

Zhang Wei sent another message: "Remember to take pictures after scratching." ”

Luo Yuanhao said: "You can't scrape, what should I do if it's scratched?" ”

Zhang Wei said: "It's hard for your scissors to leave traces, just scrape." ”

Hearing this, Luo Yuanhao felt that it made sense, so he gently scraped it with scissors, then added some force, and then added more force. He seemed to find that the scissors could not hurt the axe at all, so he scraped hard, finally leaving a mark on it, but the sharp angle of the scissors also jumped two millimeters.

As soon as he threw away the scissors, he immediately wiped them with a cotton cloth in distress, but was stunned to find that the original scratch marks had been wiped off again, leaving only spider-like fine traces, but the pale pink color was still on it!

What's going on? Could it be that this layer of color has seeped into it?

He rubbed the metallographic sandpaper lightly on the groove of the Yin Wen again. The material of metallographic sandpaper is boron carbide, and the hardness is far more than that of tungsten steel tomahawk with reduced hardness, so if you use too hard, it will rub out traces, and if you use it properly, you can polish and scratch marks.

It's just that when Luo Yuanhao rubbed it, he found that the original spider silk had disappeared.

He knew that the hardness of this Zhang Xiaoquan scissors was also very high, about 50, and the lowest hardness of the tungsten steel Yin Wen Tomahawk was 68, and the hardness of the cutting edge was 90, unless it turned into a bullet to collide, it was impossible to leave any traces on the tungsten steel battle axe with a hardness greater than it by 20!

So what's going on with the traces just now? The metallographic sandpaper is not so powerful, and it can easily damage an axe in just one stroke.

Luo Yuanhao communicated this situation with Zhang Wei, who was probably busy, so he did not reply. So he had to figure it out for himself.

After his observation, and using the magnifying glass he bought for ten yuan to check with his eyes centimeter by centimeter, he finally confirmed that he had just used Qi to infiltrate the original material into the tungsten steel Yin Wen battle axe!

This is not wood, you can use ink to get into wood! This is tungsten steel! Regardless of density, hardness and other aspects, the wood is completely exploded! His behavior just now is impossible and non-existent!

Luo Yuanhao quickly recalled something, immediately took out the previous homework book, recorded the proportion of the formula just now, and then felt uneasy, and recorded everything that happened just now, in great detail! He felt like he might have mastered some supernatural formula! Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!