Sitting in the private van out of the village again, it was not surprising that the van in Podi Village was perfectly overloaded, and it was stuffed with ten people, Zhang Daoling sat in the middle of the back seat, and there were two old men on the left and two old ladies on the right, and they kept squeezing like the left and right protectors.

Zhang Daoling, who was squeezed, could only move forward, but he emptied his buttocks, and just touched the edge of the cushion, and he could only sit so empty with a wry smile, anyway, the road to the town was not long.

According to the records of ancient spell books, three objects are needed to make thunder talismans, talisman paper, talisman pen and talisman ink, all of which are indispensable.

Not to mention the strength of the talisman maker, according to different materials, the effect of the talisman is not the same, and it is very clear in the internal information.

Take Fu Mo as an example, with ordinary black ink can only dispel weak evil ghosts, if it is made of animal cinnabar (stones) and supplemented by the heart and blood of the caster, under the use of the law to kill, not to mention the weak ghosts, I am afraid that a hundred years of zombies and evil ghosts and evil spirits can not escape a dead word, but unfortunately animal cinnabar can not be found, in modern times can be regarded as some of the immortal cultivation in the 'natural treasure'.

Yellow rune paper is good to say, funeral goods stores have to sell, as the rune ink mineral cinnabar can also go to the Chinese medicine store to buy some, the effect of the rune pen is related to the animal's hair, the more fierce and spiritual animal hair made of the rune pen is more capable, for Zhang Daoling, the rune pen can only be replaced by an ordinary wolf pen, I am afraid that there is no better choice on the market in the town.

In less than 20 minutes, the car was parked outside the town, because there are traffic police in the town, so these 'black cars' that are overloaded and never listed generally do not enter the town, and of course the traffic police will not deliberately embarrass the dirt road drivers outside the town.

Although Honglin Town is not big, it is full of organs, public elementary and junior high schools, and after a glance at the closed primary school door, Zhang Daoling decided to go to the market to get cinnabar and wolf pen first, and then go to Honghe Bridge Cave to buy yellow paper.

It took two hours for Zhang Daoling to get what he wanted, first bought a total of 500 grams of cinnabar in three Chinese medicine stores according to a certain prescription containing cinnabar, and then bought a 20 yuan wolf pen after putting it away in his backpack.

The Honghe River runs through the entire town of Honglin and originates from the northern river system, and the Honghe River is located below the city's horizon, so the Honghe Bridge was built on the west side of the Honghe River.

Walking down the steps of the Honghe Bridge, Zhang Daoling saw a wreath woven outside the bridge, and a big word was located in the center, and he knew that he had found the right place.

Coming to the iron door, Zhang Daoling knocked on the iron door.

"Is anyone there?"

"Yes, come in."

Although the voice is hoarse and low, Mandarin is easy to identify, and Zhang Daoling can also listen to it.

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man with a hunchback, sparse yellow-brown hair that seems to have a tendency to be bald, eyebrows that are horizontal and short, the bridge of the nose is crooked, and the chin bone is protruding forward.

When Zhang Daoling was observing, the shopkeeper who glanced at Zhang Daoling was sitting on a small bench stacking gold ingots as steadily as Mount Tai, and his technique was so sophisticated that he didn't need to look at it with his eyes at all.

"What do you want?"

"Is there any yellow paper?"

"Yes, how much?"

"What material?"

Standing up from the small bench, the shopkeeper who was about to take yellow paper from the cabinet for Zhang Daoling paused slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhang Daoling again, and asked rhetorically.

"What material do you want?" What can be made of something that is burned for a dead man? Wood pulp, grass pulp, hemp pulp, that's all. ”

was stared at a little uncomfortable, but a smile appeared on Zhang Daoling's face.

"Don't get me wrong, brother, the main thing is that I want to burn some expensive ones for my grandfather, since there are no expensive ones, let's take ordinary yellow paper."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's face relaxed a lot, and there was a smile on his face.

"Didn't you say it was expensive earlier...... I have refined yellow paper here, a piece of ordinary yellow paper is worth ten sheets, handmade, the pulp is sprinkled with gold dust, your grandfather must be very happy with such a filial grandson, ten yuan a piece, how much? ”

Zhang Daoling smiled and shook his head.

"I thought about it, I still don't want it, according to my grandfather's thrifty character, it's enough to buy cheap yellow paper, and he won't be willing to use it if it's expensive, so he will definitely save it, save it and save it in case I can't spend it, then I won't buy it for nothing?"

The shopkeeper with a frozen smile: "...... How much does an ordinary ten yuan a hundred pieces cost? ”

"Let's get a thousand, the main thing is that there are a little too many people who need to be dotted."

“？？？”

……

Zhang Daoling, who walked out of the bridge hole, went to the shop on the street to buy two bottles of yellow cover glass Fen, looked at the big bags and small bags, or gave up the idea of buying vegetables, and went back to the village directly in the van.

The time is almost just before the meal, which is not a rudeness.

Zhang Daoling, who returned to Podi Village, walked into his alley and saw the little girl standing at the door alone with her hands and waiting for her.

The lonely door and narrow alley, a dead well, just let the little girl who I saw pity reverse the style of painting, the mottled stone wall became dreamlike, and even the broken stones blocking the road on the ground looked much more cute.

Quietly took out his mobile phone, and Zhang Daoling recorded this heartwarming scene.

After taking the photo, Zhang Daoling leaned over.

"Sister Xiaoyue, why are you here alone?"

Seeing Zhang Daoling, the introverted little girl looked a little shy.

"Grandpa asked me to help my brother lead the way."

The expected answer made Zhang Daoling completely dispel the idea of opening the door and going home.

"Thank you, sister, let's go now."

"Brother, don't you put things back?"

"No, it's not too heavy anyway."

Following the little girl to turn three corners in the alley, Zhang Daoling came to a black iron door with a lion's head knocker handle and recognized the location of Lao Zhaotou's house.

Walking into the yard, a tall pear tree is located in the middle of the yard, and the wooden table under the shade of the tree is already full of home-cooked meals, two meat and two vegetarian dishes, white rice with braised eggplant and tomato scrambled eggs, and the pork head meat and chicken thighs on the plate exude a hot aroma, which looks very appetizing.

Lao Zhao, who was shaking his fan, noticed the two people who came back, and there was a little more doting smile on his face.

"There's a basin there to wash your hands...... Sit down, there is nothing good to eat at home, just these homely meals, don't dislike it. ”

Zhang Daoling, who shook his wet hands, noticed that the old man was serving him rice, and even ran a few steps to the table to catch the big bowl of rice handed by the old man, and sat directly opposite, while Zhao Xiyue sat upright between the two, obediently put his hand on his knees, and waited for his grandfather to serve him rice.

"The food you cook is better than the chefs in those meals, and no worse than the delicacies of the mountains and seas in the city...... Is it full for you? ”

"Kid, how much does this wine cost?"

"More than twenty a bottle, not expensive."

"Hey, it's obedient, it's full!"

Put two bottles of yellow cover glass Fen on the table, Zhang Daoling directly opened a bottle, and took the initiative to pour wine and toast for the old man.

"You are an elder, I will toast you first."

"Haha, come, let's drink!"

Because he was worried about the thief, Zhang Daoling still didn't let go of the drink, but Lao Zhao drank cup after cup, but his red nose did not become drunk, his speech was clear, and the amount of alcohol was shocking.

“…… Speaking of which, your old Zhang family is also a little weird. ”

"What's weird?"

Seeing his good granddaughter and Zhang Daoling looking at him intently, the old man smiled and recalled the past.

"Your grandfather who cultivates the Tao tells fortunes to others all day long, saying that he is a congenital Taoist body, but he was said to be a feudal superstition by the people of the school, and he was reported to people and beaten up, and was arrested by the police and locked up for more than ten years.

Then there's your dad, when he was young, he also flipped through fortune telling and strange books all day long, but your dad was smarter than your grandfather, and he didn't report it everywhere......

After sending Lao Zhang away, your father also became a dragon and often couldn't see anyone...... But I can see that your dad is a man of the way, and it's not easy. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Daoling is also thinking about whether Lao Zhaotou took the initiative to contact him because of his father, or in other words, making friends with himself is an investment.

Putting down the glass that is usually used to drink water, but now it is used to drink, Zhang Daoling asked softly.

"Do you believe in those feudal superstitions? Our country is now a scientific powerhouse. ”

Hearing Zhang Daoling say this, Lao Zhao Tou sighed and said earnestly.

"In the future, there are some things that you won't believe if you don't experience them, the world is too big, and there are many things that science can't explain, and your university teachers will definitely not tell you about these things.

I've lived all my life, and I've practiced martial arts all my life, don't look at you in this future life, I'm afraid it's not my opponent,

But if I want to run into those things that I can't see or touch, my fists and feet are useless, I still have to find someone else to solve it, let me tell you, let's tell you this, our Podi Village, when your grandfather was in his generation, was called Longwan Village, and it was a big deal.

Legend has a dragon and a phoenix flying tired to come here, the dragon lies in the east river beach into a bay, the phoenix falls on the west slope of the spirit stone, this spirit stone spans two high mountains, you say magic is not magical?

You should have also seen that the dry river beach next to the square is the place where the dragon has slept, at that time our village has mountains and rivers, but there is aura, and our masters here have the name of Longwan.

It's a pity that something happened later, and the government forcibly changed its name, and this place lost its aura, and it became a podi village, which was at the bottom of the po, tattered, and had to be at the bottom, and what money had to be leaked clean. ”

Unexpectedly, there was such a legend in Podi Village, Zhang Daoling took the initiative to pour another half glass of wine for the old man.

"The phoenix point stone, is it the phoenix stone on Liu Bei Mountain?"

With a sigh of emotion, Lao Zhao Tou responded.

"Who said it's not a mile, originally Liu Beishan was called a Phoenix Mountain, but unfortunately the Phoenix Stone let the sky thunder, now Liu Bei Mountain is a fake stone, the real Phoenix Stone doesn't know where to go, God doesn't want to make this place rich, finally there is a baby and lost it......"

Huang Gai Bofen was drunk one and a half bottles, and the old man alone drank more than one bottle, probably because he drank too hard, and the old Zhao Tou looked a little groggy at the moment.

With the help of Zhao Xiyue, Zhang Daoling helped the old man to the bed, covered the quilt, and cleaned up the dishes, chopsticks and leftover food, which made the grateful little girl lock the door, and after confirming that it was correct, Zhang Daoling left the old Zhao's house.

When he returned to the courtyard of his house, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, although he had eaten a meal for more than three hours, but Zhang Daoling had heard a lot of ancient legends of Podi Village from the mouth of the old man, if there was no attribute table, I am afraid that he would really listen to it as a story, but at this moment he knew that these rumors were probably not all made up stories, and any legends and stories might be useful to him.

After locking the door and holding it up with a cabinet, Zhang Daoling, who was a little tired, closed the curtains and lay on the bed, his head a little confused.

He knew that his father must know these things, but he didn't know why his father had never told him, but then again, if he hadn't seen the attribute table with his own eyes, I'm afraid he wouldn't have taken it seriously even if he told it.

"Forget it, why do you want to do so much, let's take a nap, I can't do anything in this state now."

Touching the fruit knife under the pillow, Zhang Daoling fell asleep.

……

slept until half past six in the evening, went to the bald boss outside to eat a bowl of clear soup noodles and three fritters, Zhang Daoling patted his face and returned home, and began to sort out his drawing tools.

A wolf pen, a porcelain dish used to hold side dishes, a bundle of unopened mineral water, a large stack of long yellow paper, these are all the tools needed to draw the talisman, because of the limited time and conditions, Zhang Daoling could not build the Taoist altar mentioned in the internal materials, nor could he consider the time and age of the talisman, so he could only keep everything simple.

Maybe it's a 0.03 spell path numerical bonus, and he vaguely feels that he can do it even without an altar and without considering the hour.

Mash the cinnabar with water and grind it in the porcelain plate, and soon the cinnabar will become a blood-like crimson pigment, use the computer to open the demonstration legend of the thunder rune, Zhang Daoling pressed the yellow paper with a paperweight, and held the wolf pen in his right hand and lightly clicked on the porcelain plate, so that the white wolf hair instantly turned blood red.

The tip of the brush condensed into a point, Zhang Daoling took a deep breath, held his breath and concentrated, dual-purpose, and silently recited the [Five Directions Divine Mantra Thunder Fu] spell in his heart, and began to draw the charm on the yellow paper with his right hand according to the pre-thought stroke steps, which was extremely difficult.

First of all, the two ancient Taoist characters of [Lei Yin] in the head of the talisman, the ancient font with many strokes is extremely laborious and exhausting, and if you are not careful, the vermilion ink will stick together, and the previous efforts will be wasted, so you must be more careful.

(End of chapter)