Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

The brush is dipped in ink and falls on the paper, spreading in an instant.

The tip of the pen is flexible and moves across the paper like a dragon. The pattern drawn is completed in one go without any pause in between.

"This……"

Several people were stunned, and the audience in front of the screen were also stunned.

"So beautiful... Is this the ancient Dragon Kingdom calligraphy?"

“It’s not just like writing, it’s more like a performance of an artistic process, which is pleasing to watch.”

"I didn't expect that Chen Laoliu is so capable. Woohoo, I will never call you Laoliu again."

The talisman paper is ready.

It’s obviously the same pattern, but the one drawn by Chen Yue is different from the one drawn by Vina just now!

What is the specific difference? Sang Wen commented: "It has a little more verve."

He clapped his hands and said, "Yes, this is the right drawing. It matches the talisman paper we saw in the military camp last night."

Before, they were similar only in appearance, but now they are similar in spirit as well.

Several people returned to the underground again, placed the talisman paper between the palms of the corpse, and looked inside expectantly.

Suddenly, a familiar gust of cold wind appeared, and the talisman paper was about to fly out again. At the critical moment, the person in the coffin moved!

The general used his palm bones to grasp the talisman paper.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately."

At the moment when the talisman paper was clenched tightly, the three of them felt a shock all over their bodies and felt an unprecedented warmth.

Especially Chen Yue, it was like he had been walking in an ice cave for a long time and finally found the exit.

Great, he recovered.

He's healed!

congratulations.

Finally, I don’t have to worry about freezing to death tomorrow.

The three of them returned to the ground, and in order to prevent the cemetery from being exposed, Chen Yue was still arranged to sleep in this room.

The three of them also agreed to change the venue and hold meetings in this room in the future.

……

The night was bleak and several days passed in a flash. During these days, Chen Yue stayed with Jia Haoren most of the time.

Learn while being diligent.

He showed enough eagerness to learn and enough talent to surprise Jia Haoren, so he became more interested in him.

"Good boy." Jia Haoren patted Chen Yue on the shoulder, with satisfaction in his eyes: "Given time, you will definitely surpass me."

"It's all thanks to Master's good teaching." Chen Yue said sincerely, "In the past, I never realized that I had such a talent. If I hadn't met you, it might have been buried."

The conversation between the master and the disciple at this moment is a little warm, and it is the most common master-disciple relationship in the world.

Jia Haoren: "Okay, don't just bury your head in books all day long. There's plenty of time in the future. I'll take you to meet the general."

"Okay." Chen Yue closed the book.

I wonder how I can not be anxious?

He had to pass this copy, otherwise he would be afraid that everything around him would disappear before he could finish reading the book.

Chen Yue never thought that he would be so motivated one day, and he actually stopped giving up~

It turns out that when you are doing something and feel extremely painful, it is just because you are not interested in it.

Three hundred and sixty lines, the best.

At this moment, Chen Yue seemed to have found his own path.

There really is something... The more I do it, the more I want to do it. It's incredible.

The two walked all the way towards the general's tent. On the way, they vaguely heard the cry of a woman, who was making a lot of noise, as if she had some dispute with the soldiers.

I was too far away to hear exactly what was said, I just knew someone was talking.

Chen Yue stopped and looked over there: "What's that sound?"

Just then, a soldier came to report the situation. Knowing that he was now a trusted confidant of Jia Haoren, he stepped forward and took the initiative to explain: "Captain, people from the nearby village are sick and have come here to seek shelter and some herbs to eat."

"The military advisor was kind-hearted and ordered them to be gathered together for treatment."

Jia Haoren: "The attitude of the nearby villagers is crucial. Without their support, it would be difficult for us to win the battle."

"You must remember this in the future."

Chen Yue nodded, no longer curious, and the two set off together. Not long after walking, they arrived at the main tent.

Chen Yue followed Jia Haoren in. He was a middle-aged man with a broad face and a huge nose, and he had a strong murderous aura.

This kind of temperament is forged through fighting in blood and fire. Even Chen Yue, who has experienced dozens of ghost story copies, does not possess it.

But soon, Chen Yue was unconsciously attracted by something else in the tent.

As the general walked towards them, he revealed the portrait behind him.

The young man had a slightly sharp look in his eyes and eyebrows. He was standing on the head of a giant black octopus. The octopus was also one he was familiar with.

The octopus crawled forward, and the young man was on a high place, holding a machete in his left hand and a spear in his right hand, throwing them in the direction forward.

Chen Yue thought he was dazzled and blurted out:

"Xu Ye?"

The general and Jia Haoren looked at him together: "What?"

Chen Yue swallowed his saliva:

"You—no, we are followers of the Night God?"

The general looked at him in surprise: "Of course."

There was a hint of doubt in his eyes. The military camp believed in the Night God, which was a tradition left over from ancient times. Chen Yue had this expression:

"Are you dissatisfied with Ye Shen?" The general sneered.

"No." Chen Yue choked: "I just often heard the elders in my family say that Ye Shen and I are from the same hometown and he came from our place..."

General: "That's new. You just blurted out Xu Ye. I've never heard of him having a last name before."

The tone was sarcastic and full of distrust, as if he was sure that Chen Yue was bragging.

Barrage: "Old man..."

"What is he talking about?"

"An old man in his early twenties."