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An hour later, Ying Bo came out of the coffee shop, and there was already an extra [-] on the bank card.

This is only a deposit paid in advance by Dong Xianglin. He asked Ying Bo to go to the back of Dong's old house to see Fengshui in three days.Moreover, if Ying Bo can solve the matter of the uncle Dong's burial, Dong Xianglin will give Ying Bo an additional [-] yuan in addition to the money given by his father Dong Debiao.

In the past, Ying Bo would not pay attention to such a small amount of money. He has been cheating for so many years, and his savings are not much less than these wealthy businessmen.But who asked Ying Bo to donate almost nothing, and Yan Zhe has to rely on Yan Zhe for food these days.Once Dong Xianglin's [-] yuan arrived, his urgent need was immediately relieved.

Ying Bo left behind those who were following him, and took the bus back to Shuigangchong. It was just past three o'clock in the afternoon, and the temperature dropped instead of rising compared with noon.He opened the door of his house with sweat on his brow, and sighed in the cool air from the air conditioner blowing in front of him.

Yan Zhe had already gone to work, but there was still plenty of air-conditioning remaining.Ying Bo didn't bother to turn it on again, he threw his peaked cap on the sofa, and then found the mobile phone that Yan Zhe had placed on the coffee table.

There is also a post-it note next to the phone.

[to Ying Xiaobo:

The test questions are finished, my aptitude is very ordinary, but I can practice, it's great ^_^

Chatted with the girl Xiaohe on your phone, I hope you don't blame me.She heard that I was a "catcher" (hahaha, it's really a realm of comprehension over there), and recommended me to take the path of heretical sword cultivation.

From now on, I will be an awesome swordsman, I will kneel down and call my brother.

PS, this little lotus girl is also a cultivator, right?It's rare to see you chatting with girls online for so long.

She is excellent, if you are interested, it is better to act as soon as possible.Auntie also wants you to find someone to spend your life with.

PSS, if you don't come back to work overtime at night, you remember to eat. 】

Ying Bo: "..."

Yan Zhe's misunderstanding really made a big splash.

Ying Bo has absolutely no intention of making friends with "Sister Xiaohe". It should be said that he is not in the mood to waste time like this under the background of spiritual revival and countless people who are about to start cultivating immortals.

With troubled times just around the corner, Ying Bo doesn't care about life and death, but he likes this superficial society, which is considered peaceful but does not belong to him.

It seems that due to some reasons, there are not many monks in Star City. Ying Bo intends to establish a stronghold here first. After returning from the Dong family's old house, he will go out to wander around the city and step on it.

At this time, he hopes to maintain this kind of mutual conspiracy but turbulent hypocrisy with Xiao He, and there will be no phased changes within a month.

So, what did she talk about with that bastard Yan Zhe that caused Yan Zhe to have such a misunderstanding? !

Ying Bo quickly picked up his mobile phone, and read through Yan Zhe and Xiao He's sharp-edged chat.

There was nothing surprising about the content of the chat on the surface. At first it was Xiao He who asked sharply, and then Yan Zhe said that he should go out and lent him his account temporarily.For more than an hour after that, Yan Zhe kept doing that set of test questions, asking Xiao He from time to time because he didn't understand the meaning of the questions, until he got the result.

The two of them are already familiar with each other.

Yan Zhe was an acquaintance, and because of some misunderstanding, he had a lot of affection for Xiao He who showed his talents—the kind of affection that a big brother has for younger siblings—thanks to him being a trained The police have an anti-reconnaissance awareness above the national average.Otherwise, Ying Bo will have to face the fact that he was betrayed by Yan Zhe.

Fortunately, no, Yan Zhe kept the secret for Ying Bo.

But he was less concerned with his message.

For example, the result of his test failed Ying Bo, and he only showed his sharp edge when he sent it directly to Xiao He.

The two discussed the direction of practice that Yan Zhe should take in the future, and then ended this slightly weird exchange in Ying Bo's eyes.

The tone on both sides was very polite and there was no conflict.

Yan Haji must have written the six words "brothers and wives can't play with each other" on their foreheads when they were chatting.The problem is that Xiao He just showed her sharp corners...

Ying Bo frowned and read the chat again, confirming the guess in his heart.

Although Xiao He has just shown her sharp corners, although she doesn't talk much, she has been increasing Yan Zhe's favorability.She doesn't talk much, but it can be seen that she is serious, and she does things in an orderly and appropriate manner. Except that her words are too strong, if she and Ying Bo are together, she may inevitably quarrel, and everything else is completely in line with Yan Zhe's imagination of her younger siblings.

She definitely caused Yan Zhe to have that kind of misunderstanding on purpose.

Why?Did you really like him?

This is absolutely, Ying Bo thought, impossible.

All right, if the other party is willing to waste time with such small actions, then he will.

If the other party wants to make it clear, that's easier.

Find an excuse and refuse directly.

Nothing else.

Make a decision on the relationship problems you may encounter, click on Alipay, and transfer the remuneration negotiated with the boss of Yuanyuanju Goatee.

Then he removed the notebook, set the ink bowl, cinnabar plate, and yellow paperweight on the desk, washed his hands, cleaned the old writing brushes, cleaned the old censer, put incense ash on it, and put incense on it.

Burning incense and bathing can please God.

In the past, the earth's aura was poor, but the number of people increased year by year, so that the Taoist cultivators declined, and the spiritual cultivators could still survive on the incense.

They just lingered for more than 100 years. At the end of Ming Dynasty, the authentic spiritual cultivation disappeared like the authentic Taoist cultivation.

But the legacy of 100 years is still there.

Most of the talismans currently circulating on the earth are not talismans for Taoist cultivators, but for spiritual cultivators.

These spiritual cultivators are known as certain heavenly emperors and certain heavenly monarchs, and they build Taoist temples and are worshiped by people.Naturally, miracles have to be given, such as talismans.

Although these talismans were written by the Taoist priest himself, the real qi used was the real qi bestowed by the invited spiritual practitioners.Taoists themselves do not have real qi, and if they do not invite the gods, they cannot write real talismans.

Ying Bo is now at the first level of qi refining, although the true qi in the meridians is extremely shallow, it is enough to write a few mortal talismans every day.

Since he was going to get close to the supernatural things, he naturally had to make preparations in advance.

Lighting incense is not to invite God, but to meditate, or in other words, it is a habit left by his master.

But what he wants to write is not the ghost painting talisman taught by Master Cemen, but a few classic talismans used as models in the live broadcast of "Fu Talk".

Although these talismans are also mortal talismans, they have been selected and evolved by countless ancestors to achieve the least loss and the greatest power. Every stroke is a classic, and they have been used by countless monks to get started with the way of talismans.In the live broadcast of "Talk of Talismans", he was also used to talk and talk about it—no way, the Taihua Mountain disciple who was giving the lecture was really clueless. Apart from these few classic mortal talismans, he had nothing to talk about.

Taihuashan opened this live broadcast to promote that they opened the basic class of Talisman Dao.However, the effect of publicity is good and bad, and this time it is their turn to have a negative effect.

Any monk who enters this live broadcast room will first frown at the hesitant preaching on the rostrum, and then be startled by the brats playing and playing under the rostrum who have never attended the class, and then see the organizer clearly, and can't help but be busy. Quit, for fear of wasting golden time on such low-level preaching.

Only Ying Bo heard it from beginning to end, and not only jotted down a few big notebooks, but also filled the phone album with screenshots.

At this moment, he clicked on one of the pictures, contemplated it for 10 minutes, took a deep breath and let it out, picked up the brush full of ink, and set it down.

The soft tip of the brush was bent to draw the first stroke on the yellow paper less than a palm wide, and where the ink passed, there was a very faint silver light deposited in it like fragments.

It was the true qi in the black ink, which was bundled into thin strands by Ying Bo, and flowed with the black ink.

The monks who have just learned the way of talismans write bad talismans, and most of them fail because they cannot maintain their true energy.Ying Bo tried it, but he didn't think there was any difficulty.

After all, he had already been trained in how to keep his focus while writing, when he was learning to copy historical sites with Master Chumen.

Talismans must be created in one stroke, and the lines are bent like balls of thread played by cats. However, compared with copying famous paintings and historic sites, this kind of manual teaching in live broadcasts is much simpler.

The cool air from the air conditioner had completely dissipated, and thin beads of sweat appeared on the tip of Ying Bo's nose.Without realizing it, he drew the last stroke and ticked it upwards.

Then use the talisman to dip in cinnabar, infuse real Qi, and print on this last stroke.

When you want to use a talisman, use a little real energy to stimulate this talisman, and the entire talisman can be detonated.

But now, the talisman is raised, and this talisman is finished.

What Ying Bo wrote was the sleepy talisman, which was used by Chen Erdou to make a policeman in a villa fall asleep.Although this talisman cannot cause harm to people, it can achieve miraculous effects when used at critical times.Ying Bo compared it with the drowsy talisman written by the master on the photo, and found that although the winding ink marks were exactly the same, the traces left by the real energy inside were different in thickness.

It's not the handwriting that determines the talisman, but the real qi. Ying Bo's talisman is only superficially similar, but the connotation is much worse than others.In use, the time will definitely not reach the six hours that the anchor said.

Ying Bo was not discouraged, adjusted his breath for a while, and began to write the second piece.

He found that it is not complicated to maintain the continuity of the real qi, but it is a bit difficult to make the real qi feel as thick and thick as one thought.The real qi falling with the soft pen seems to flow out naturally, and the ink can be controlled differently by the force of the pen, but the real qi is just a vain support, and it will escape on the solidified yellow paper if you are distracted.

In the middle of writing, Ying Bo has given up on controlling the thickness according to the live tutorial, and instead fixes the thickness of the real qi first, and then talk about it after more advanced proficiency.

Pull out the true qi in your own meridians and repeat this process over and over again, and the progress is not directly visible. After a long time, the whole person will feel drowsy.

But Ying Bo is dedicated, he knows what his goal is, and he doesn't care whether he can see the result at this moment.

Because he wants to do it, he can definitely do it.

All the efforts for this, although boring, are necessary processes.

It's already night.

The lights on the third floor of Unit [-], Building [-], Shuigangchong Old Community were not turned on, and there seemed to be no one in the house.

But passers-by, if they look up at the dark window and wait for a moment, they will notice the faint silver light flickering occasionally.

Ying Bo's real qi was about to wither, but the real qi that fell with the pen was shining in the darkness, and the silver debris meandered into a stream, converging into a mysterious and mysterious pattern.

Completely forgetting himself, Ying Bo put down the pen, and according to the process that had been repeated several times, raised the talisman and printed it on the yellow paper.

When the talisman was lifted up, a ray of golden light danced on the cinnabar.

"This is……"

Ying Bo, who was a little dizzy, murmured in a low voice, but didn't notice that a beam of moonlight poured in from the window, which happened to fall on his pen.