After buying paper, I bought a lot of soft brushes with different inks and thicknesses.

Dongfang Long and his wife Xie Qiuping finally got their wish during this shopping trip and saw the undisguised smile on their son's face.

It's just that this smile always makes people feel weird, as if it shouldn't be a child's smile.

The two loved their sons and didn't think much about it.

This trip out of the house gained a lot, not only saw the son's smile, but also let the two know what their son would like.

Back in the house, the husband and wife discussed, and finally decided to take Dongfang Xiuzhe out for more shopping in the future, which is not only beneficial to Dongfang Xiuzhe's health, but also allows them to understand the child's thoughts.

I used to worry that my son didn't care about anything, but this trip to Guò is gone.

But the two are very strange, why does their son like things like pen, ink, paper, inkstone, could it be that his son is very studious?

As soon as this idea came to mind, the husband and wife were very happy, and there was nothing more gratifying for their parents than their own children who were eager to learn.

Since his son can't practice Dou Qi because of his congenital meridians, he can still learn from literature if he can't do martial arts!

As soon as the two of them put it together, they finally decided to find a teacher for Dongfang Xiuzhe and teach his son to read and write first.

The husband and wife thought that they understood Dongfang Xiuzhe's preferences, but how did they know that Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't buy those things for writing, he wanted to use them to make "spells", in order to improve his overall strength!

You can also use "charms" to help your family!

At night, the breeze blows, the branches and leaves sway lightly, and the general's mansion seems very peaceful.

The room where Dongfang Xiuzhe lived alone was full of paper that he had purchased today, which he had specially proposed to put here.

Of course, that's not all, and a large part is placed in the room next to him.

The maid Xiaocui watched Dongfang Xiuzhe tear a huge piece of white paper into strips the size of a palm, and couldn't help but think in her heart:

The little master loves to play this kind of paper-tearing game!

If her observation is sharp enough, she will find that the strips of paper torn by Dongfang Xiuzhe are the same width and length, which is not something that can be done by tearing and playing.

In the absence of external measurements, what kind of skills do you need to do this?

Dongfang Xiuzhe saw Xiao Cui's snickering expression, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "Okay, you maid, the master is busy working here, but you are smiling there, it seems that I should find you some work to do!"

The corners of his mouth curled a little, and Dongfang Xiuzhe already had an idea.

After taking a piece of paper that had been torn, lifting the pen and dipping it in ink, the whole white and tender little hand was like flowing water, and a "control charm" was completed in an instant.

The maid Xiaocui was very curious about what her little young master was doing, so she bent down and lowered her head to take a closer look at the "control charm" that had been drawn.

"Little master, what are you drawing, 'noodle fight'?"

The maid Xiaocui has been waiting by Dongfang Xiuzhe's side for three years, and she does not treat Dongfang Xiuzhe as the master completely, but as a little brother who needs to be taken care of, and she can't help but joke at this time.

"Noodle fight?"

Dongfang Xiuzhe was stunned for a moment, and then he had an urge to laugh, this was the first time he had heard that someone regarded the "spell" as a noodle fight, and a woman's imagination was really not ordinarily rich!

"I'm not drawing a noodle fight, do you want to know what it is?" Dongfang Xiuzhe smiled slyly at Xiao Cui.

"What is it?" asked Cui with some curiosity.

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't speak, but hooked his fingers.

Just listening to the sound of "pop", the "control charm" was attached to Xiao Cui's forehead, as if it had a great suction, and it would not fall off again.

Dongfang Xiuzhe looked at Xiao Cui, who was motionless, with a naughty smile on his face, his hands sealed, and he activated the spell!

Suddenly, Xiao Cui was like a puppet controlled by a line, moving mechanically. At first, the movements were stiff, but gradually, the movements became more and more fluid, and it was completely impossible to see that they were being manipulated.

"The manipulation technique has been useless for a long time, and there are really some hands!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe muttered to himself, and then began to manipulate Xiao Cui's body to do what he had just done - tearing the note.

Under the control of Dongfang Xiuzhe, Xiao Cui is like a machine working in the assembly line, and the tore out notes are so neat.

After about half an hour, there were already high notes piled up on the table, and Dongfang Xiuzhe saw that it was almost there, so he took off the spell on Xiao Cui's head.

As if she didn't know anything, Xiao Cui continued to ask the previous question: "Little master, what are you drawing?"

Dongfang Xiuzhe held back a smile and said, "Actually, I drew 'noodle meeting'!"

It's late at night, and the moon is round today.

Cui fell asleep on the table.

Looking at this maid who was snoring and kept haggling, Dongfang Xiuzhe shook his head and chuckled.

With a wave of his hand, a thin quilt floated over and gently covered Xiao Cui's body.

Looking at the flickering shadows on the window paper, it was the guards outside the room who were patrolling back and forth, and Dongfang Xiuzhe really felt hard for them.

In fact, with his current strength, there is no problem at all in self-preservation, and if he encounters someone as fast as the King of Thieves, he will no longer just use illusions to confuse him, but can capture him alive.

If there is someone who even Dongfang Xiuzhe can't deal with, then those guards outside will also be given in vain.

If it's just for patrolling and warning, it's not necessary, Dongfang Xiuzhe has already spread the style god all over the mansion, as long as there is a situation, he will know it as soon as possible, and he can also warn others at the first time.

He hasn't cultivated for nothing in the past three years!

His hands were quickly sealed, and because there were guards patrolling outside the door, Dongfang Xiuzhe had to arrange an enchantment in the room, so as not to make any noise and alarm them.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned Shikigami, and saw hundreds of Shikijin working in an orderly manner, tearing the huge white paper into the size of the "spell", and then sorting it out and putting it aside.

"If only Shikigami could draw talismans for me!"

While putting the washed grapes in his mouth, Dongfang Xiuzhe thought with regret. If Shikigami can draw talismans instead of him, the efficiency will not only be doubled or tripled, but it will definitely be mass production.

It's a pity that when drawing talismans, you need to inject spiritual power into them, and the spiritual power of these low-level gods themselves is very weak, let alone inject spiritual power into spells.

Unless you're strong enough to summon a high-level god, then you'll be able to sit back and enjoy it!

For this goal in the future, I still have to work my cultivation!

Thinking of this, Dongfang Xiuzhe sat cross-legged, and the whole person gradually entered a state of concentration......

The next morning, the day had just dawned.

A scream came out of Xiao Cui's mouth abruptly.

Not only did Dongfang Xiuzhe startle, but he also lured the guards outside the door in!