"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, help!"

The five or six men were carrying a corpse and shouting as they hurried toward the store. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info You can see how anxious they are from the fact that their clothes are clinging to their bodies and the sweat is pouring down their foreheads.

In the blink of an eye, they carried the corpse and came to us and parked it on the ground. Around the old man Zhang, he chattered endlessly.

"God bless, these people are so strange, this person is dead, what does it mean to carry them to the coffin shop if they are not carried to the coffin shop? Do you want to buy a coffin and put it directly in it, and then take it to be buried? The fat man glanced at the five or six people surrounding Old Man Zhang, and said suspiciously.

I shook my head and said, "Don't talk nonsense, there's something going on here, you don't understand!" ”

Something?

As soon as I heard these two words, the schadenfreude gene in the fat man's belly suddenly popped up, blinked his eyes, and came to me with great interest. Just as he was about to ask, the old man happened to calm down the gossiping people, and stepped forward to the corpse, as if he wanted to take a look.

But when he saw that we were still standing there, Old Man Zhang frowned and said, "Boy, didn't you say you were leaving?" Why don't you leave? I can tell you! I'm still waiting for the rice to come out of the pot? Don't try to steal business! ”

"Gotta... Play it yourself! I'll go first! ”

I rolled my eyes, and was speechless as I carried the equipment bag, took the fat man and the little fox, and walked out with a word. As soon as I took two steps, Old Man Zhang's voice sounded behind me again, not to let me stay, but to tell me that he would keep his promise, and when I was going to the capital, I would notify him and go to the capital together.

I didn't care if he could see it or not, so I waved my hand casually. Then he and the fat little fox came to the alley outside the pottery shop to park. I stepped forward to open the trunk, put the gear bag away, and went to the driver's seat.

At this time, the fat man was already sitting on the co-pilot, looked inside the alley, and suddenly turned his head and asked, "God bless, what do you say?" Can that old man handle it! ”

"It's not a big deal, it's just tricky, with Old Man Zhang's cultivation, it's no problem!"

I replied casually and drove in the direction of the company.

When I got back to work, I had just put down my gear bag when I saw leftovers on my desk. Looking at it again, the master was leisurely making a cup of tea, holding a notebook and watching the TV series. Maybe it was my business that opened the door that alarmed the master, and she didn't raise her head and said: "Little brat, put away the garbage, let it grow and smelly!" ”

Hey, this posture takes me like a babysitter! Why don't you throw it yourself?

I muttered, but I didn't dare say it out loud. I want to clean it up and it's too troublesome, I don't want to clean it up, this thing has been put for a long time, and the whole hall is that sour smell, I can't stand the bird!

I thought about it, glanced back at the fat man, and said with a smile: "Fat man, I was said that my brother didn't take care of you, and now the opportunity to behave has come." Go pack up the trash and throw it in the trash can downstairs! ”

"Why? Why me? The fat man immediately turned his face, and glared at me with big eyes in displeasure.

I smiled evilly, clenched my fist and said, "Just because my fist is harder than you, you can beat me, you can not go!" ”

The fat man's face changed many times, sometimes blue and sometimes white. In the end, with a bitter face, he stared at me with great resentment, and spit out two words full of resentment. But after all, I still cleaned up the garbage, took a paper towel to wipe the table clean, and took out the garbage.

"Little brat, you're getting more and more shameless!"

The master was still staring at the notebook, and a sentence came out, almost not squeezing my nose. But I don't want to clean up, I have to find someone to top the tank! Is this also called shamelessness? It's just that I'm smarter!

But I'm not stupid enough to argue with the master, arguing about this kind of thing is obviously a war of words. I don't have that kind of work.

So I took out a stack of talisman paper from my equipment bag, held a cinnabar pen, and began to draw the charm. Recently, the little purple talisman he has survived, and he has already used it almost. If you don't add a little survival, go to the capital to mix, and you will have to hang up nine times out of ten.

Besides, now that I'm almost in the real line, the power of the spell has skyrocketed. In the future, among the hole cards of their own means, the charm is definitely the most important hole card.

Pulling off the stance, I put down the pen like a god, and I sketched a purple talisman with one stroke. The only difference is that this purple talisman is also mixed with a faint golden halo. But this makes me very dissatisfied, I am about to enter the ranks of real people, but the level of this charm is still in the initial stage of purple gold charms.

If this spreads, it will make me lose the price.

No, before it could be spread, the master put down his notebook and glanced at the charm I had drawn. Immediately ruined me to nothing. If it weren't for my buddy, I would have practiced my cheekiness, and I wouldn't be as shameless as the fat man, at least between being embarrassed and shameless. Otherwise, I really want to thank the world with my death.

However, being damaged by the master really inspired me to have a strong fighting spirit, and I didn't pay attention to the master's tongue. Immersed in the hard drawing of charms.

A sheet...

Two...

Three...

Gradually, I became immersed in drawing talismans, and I drew more and more charms. The proficiency of drawing talismans and the power of talismans have also skyrocketed. In the end, when drawing a stack of purple gold charms, a colorless charm will pop up from time to time.

The so-called colorless talisman is a talisman that can only be drawn after entering the real human way. The power of this colorless spell is completely different from that of the purple gold spell.

In other words, it's not on the same level.

At the same time, it is possible to draw colorless charms, when it proves that the person who drew the charm has entered the real human practice. It also means that the person who draws the charm has the foundation to climb the higher peaks. It is rumored that when you can draw a heavenly rune and get a matching Tao, you can have a charm in your hand, not to mention changing the world, at least the world will change greatly.

Especially at the end, the more free the drawing will be. Not limited to mundane objects such as cinnabar pens and rune paper, you can draw charms anytime and anywhere. And this spell is not an ordinary spell, every stroke of the spell is the embodiment of the person's own Taoist realm, and the power is even more mysterious.

Of course, that's all for the future, and it's still too far away for me now.

However, compared to my satisfaction, the master seemed to be addicted, and he still kept targeting my charms, picking on faults. It's like picking a bone from an egg.

This makes me angry, I can't help but throw the pen in my hand, and say angrily: "Master, what you said is so powerful, I can't do it, you come!" ”

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Unexpectedly, the master was not polite, stepped forward and squeezed me aside, grabbed the cinnabar pen on the rune paper, and did it with one stroke. In the blink of an eye, a colorless spell appeared in front of me, and just on top of the spell, the mana was restrained and heavy, as if the ordinary contained the mana of the ocean.

Compared to the colorless charms I had drawn, the cliffs were one in the sky and one on the earth.

In an instant, I spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and looked at the master without tears for a while, your sister, master, are you a professional in slapping your face? Don't you allow me to be tsundere? Knowing that my Taoism is worse than yours, you still come to paint, obviously abusing me! Isn't that interesting?