"Brother Qiu, do you need anything, I'll draw it for you. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info "Ma Liang raised the brush in his hand. Brother Qiu is very good to him, and he must repay him.

Qiu Ming nodded: "Okay, I need some cinnabar and rune paper, can you draw these?" ”

There are not many cinnabar and rune paper he brought back from Laoshan, cinnabar is easy to buy, but rune paper may not be bought.

Ma Liang clicked his eyes: "Brother Qiu, I know cinnabar, but what is rune paper?" "How can he draw something he hasn't seen before?

"Wait a minute, I'll come into the house and get you some." Qiu Ming turned around and entered the house, as if he was rummaging for something, but in fact, he took out the blank rune paper and cinnabar from the Sumeru ring.

"No, this is the rune paper, this is the cinnabar, I need a lot."

Ma Liang looked at the cinnabar carefully, and then grabbed the rune paper and observed: "Brother Qiu, what is this for?" ”

"For drawing talismans, you can ~ um~ ward off evil spirits!" Qiu Ming couldn't explain it in too much detail.

"Ward off evil spirits?" Ma Liang looked ignorant, "Then I'll draw some for you." ”

When Qiu Ming saw Ma Liang, he directly used a brush to start painting on the wall, a large bag, filled with something like cinnabar, but this is black ink.

But a burst of white light flashed, and Qiu Ming found that a bag was dragged out by Ma Liang from the wall, and inside the bag was red cinnabar!

With a brush with ink, you can paint the effect of watercolor, Qiu Ming sighed, the magic pen is really the magic pen!

Twisted it with his hand, the best cinnabar, this bag is enough for Qiu Ming to draw talismans every day, and it can also be used for a year or two. In the blink of an eye, Ma Liang handed Qiu Ming another box, opened the box, and there were many blank runes neatly placed inside.

Qiu Ming felt that it was exactly the same as the rune paper he brought back from the Laoshan Taoist World, and there was no difference in material and size!

I have heard of it on the one hand, but seeing with my own eyes what Ma Liang drew with his magic pen become real still makes Qiu Ming feel very shocked, which is even more powerful than Master Liu Ruozhuo.

Qiu Ming took the things into the house and turned to come out: "Ma Liang, have you painted things for many people in the village?" ”

Ma Liang nodded vigorously: "Yes, they lack ploughing cattle at home, so I will draw ploughing cattle for them, they lack farming tools at home, I will draw farm tools, lack of food, I will draw grain, from dawn, I have been painting for almost an hour." ”

Ma Liang raised his head and looked at Qiu Ming, his expression was obviously asking for praise.

Children, don't know how to hide money. And Ma Liang really wants to help others, and he is extraordinarily kind-hearted, Qiu Ming can't say it, he is wrong to do this.

"Then when you paint, can you let others see it?" Qiu Ming asked.

"It seems that someone has seen it, Brother Qiu, does it matter? I draw things for them and don't ask them for anything in return. ”

If you don't ask others for anything in return, maybe some simple people won't say anything, but there are still many greedy people.

"Ma Liang, you remember, don't draw things for others casually. You can help others, but what if they lie to you? Also, don't let people know that you have this magic pen, otherwise what if someone else snatches it? ”

Snatch?

Ma Liang's face changed: "This is given to me by the old man, why should others rob it?" Also, who would lie to me? Brother Qiu, will you lie to me? ”

Kid, you're too innocent!

"Everyone has their own secrets, some of my secrets, I won't tell you if you ask, but I won't lie to you. Think about it, in the village you have painted a lot of things, but are there some people you haven't painted anything? ”

Ma Liang nodded: "Yes, but they don't lack anything at home." ”

Lack of anything? Qiu Mingxin said, those people just lack nothing in your eyes, they have food, clothing and a house to live in, but are they really satisfied?

Compared to life in the city, isn't the cave they live in very good? Is there a gap in what they eat and wear? What if you have an ox cart at home and want a carriage?

"Ma Liang, everyone's definition of lack is different, well, it is that some people want to get more after they are full of food and drink, and they get it for nothing."

"Think about it, compared to the prefectural order, do they lack a lot of things? What if you compare it with a higher official? ”

"These villagers may not come back to rob your things, but will the county order rob you? He is an official, let you hand over the magic pen, do you hand it over or not? ”

Ma Liang looked puzzled: "They took the magic pen, will they draw grain, plough cattle or something for the people in the village?" ”

Qiu Ming shook his head: "No." "Those people don't care what happens to these villagers, as long as these villagers don't die, they can still pay their taxes. The most likely thing for them is to draw something they want, such as treasures, beautiful women, or whatever.

"Then I won't give it. If they come to rob me, I'll run. "Ma Liang made up his mind, they took the magic pen and didn't help others, why give it to them?

"Ma Liang, if they want to come and rob it, then you can come to me, I can help you. Why, you don't believe it too much? Look, I'm pretty good! ”

Qiu Ming pointed to an arm-thick piece of firewood in the courtyard, and with a punch, the firewood broke in two. This is wet wood, not dry wood, even if it is with an axe, it will take several blows to break it, Ma Liang has never seen anyone break it with his fist.

"Thank you, Brother Qiu, if someone comes to grab the magic pen, I will come to you." Ma Liang nodded vigorously. Brother Qiu is really a good person, not only telling him about these possible things, but also preparing to help him. It's really a lucky thing to know Brother Qiu.

At this time, Qiu Ming looked at the magic pen in Ma Liang's hand, and his eyes were very eager: "Ma Liang, your magic pen, can you give me a try and see if I can draw something?" ”

Although I know that this magic pen may not be used by others, my curiosity is really unstoppable.

Ma Liang directly handed the magic pen to Qiu Ming: "Of course you can, give it, Brother Qiu try it, I haven't seen Brother Qiu draw." ”

Qiu Ming really can't draw, but he still has to try.

Qiu Ming took the magic pen, feeling that this magic pen was very light, he tried to inject a spiritual power into it, but found that this power was rebounded back, almost injuring Qiu Ming.

Qiu Ming didn't dare to test it again, he lowered his head, thought for a while, lifted the magic pen, and drew a circle on the wall, well, this is a cake! It's okay if it's not particularly round, right?

Smack!

"Ah~~"

A piece of iron fell, hitting Qiu Ming's feet, and Qiu Ming covered his feet and jumped back. Is there something wrong with this pen? I drew a cake, and the cake I ate was not a discus!

If you can't paint on the wall, it's okay to paint on the ground, right? A circle was drawn on the ground, which turned out to be a hole, and from it crawled out many toads and scurried around the yard.

This TM place, where did the toad come from! And I'm painting a cake, a cake, not a toad hole!

Qiu Ming hung his head and returned the magic pen to Ma Liang: "It seems that only you can use it." ”

Ma Liang's face was happy, can only he use this magic pen? It's really good to make it clear to others like this, and you won't be afraid of being robbed.