After time travel, I got rich by catching ghosts and selling talismans

As he said that, Wu Xuan smiled slightly towards the crowd. Apart from being gorgeous, a kind of mysterious aura emerged spontaneously.

"There are causes and results. Your Xiao family is a family of good deeds. You have done a lot of good deeds, and you have today's good results." His appearance is very beautiful, but the words he speaks make people feel a strange sense of confusion. "However, your family seems to be committing crimes against villains recently, and the catastrophe continues, so be careful."

Old man: "..."

Onlookers: "..."

Wait, did the channel switch to feudal superstition so soon? !

The style of painting has changed too fast and they can't keep up!

The police are also a little troubled, spreading feudal superstition in public at the police station, do they want to arrest...?

Catch it, he just did something good and acted bravely, don't catch it... then don't catch it.

People just praise the suffering master for doing a lot of good things, and by the way remind people to be careful in the future, at most, the words are a bit of a thing, and nothing else is wrong.

The policemen turned a blind eye, and the old man didn't recover for a while, so Wu Xuan just...

He left gracefully.

Fluttering, do not take away a cloud.

Only one business card for advertising was left.

He didn't know how to move, and he walked more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye. Just as the old man was about to ask him to stay, his figure had already disappeared into the crowd and disappeared.

Mr. Xiao, who just raised his hand, moved his mouth: "..."

He withdrew his gaze in disappointment, and looked down at the business card in his hand.On ordinary thick white hard paper, auspicious clouds are outlined with silver on the sides, and a series of shop names and a phone number are written in black lines in the middle. It looks like a simple business card, but I don’t know how It gives people a very strange and comfortable feeling.

Even Mr. Xiao's originally violent heartbeat slowly calmed down in this strange feeling.

For a moment, his expression couldn't help but change.

"Grandpa?" Seeing that Wu Xuan's figure had disappeared, Xiao Rui, who was lying in the arms of the policeman, reluctantly took his gaze away from Wu Xuan's body, and finally noticed his grandfather who had been standing beside him all the time. .

"...Grandpa is fine." Mr. Xiao put the business card in his pocket with complicated emotions, and said to the policeman, "Comrade policeman, hello, I am Xiao Pingtong from the Xiao family, and this is my grandson Xiao Rui... ..."

Wu Xuan quietly got rid of the crowd, took an invisibility talisman in his hand, stomped on his feet, shrinking the ground into an inch, and returned to his rented house after a while.

The tall body fell limply as soon as it appeared in the room. Wu Xuan nestled on the big beanbag sofa, adjusted his body to the most comfortable position, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, as if he remembered something, Stretching out his slender palm and grabbing it in the air, a faint golden light appeared in his hand.

The faint golden light is as slender as hair, as if it will dissipate with a slight wind blow.But at the same time, it looked very tough, wrapped in the palm of Wu Xuan's hands with spiritual power, exuding a majestic aura.

This is the reason for his whim, a golden ray of merit.

The moment he rescued the little boy named Xiao Rui, there was such a golden ray of merit in the storage bracelet in his hand.Although there is only a strand as thin as the length of a little finger's hair, it is also a merit——

Gong is called function, which can break life and death, attain Nirvana, and save sentient beings, so it is called Gong.This merit is the virtue of his good deeds, so it is called merit.

To put it simply, merit is a gift from heaven to those who have done good deeds. If an ordinary mortal has a golden light of merit on his body, it means that he or his ancestors must have done a lot of good deeds and helped many people.

Ordinary people with merits and virtues are the objects recognized by the heavens. As long as the golden light of merits and virtues on him does not disappear, that is the fate of a lifetime of good fortune, consummation and prosperity, and profound blessings.

And a monk has merit...that is, he has a name in front of the way of heaven. As long as the merit accumulated in his body is deep enough, he may be able to ascend in the daytime without disaster or calamity.

It's just that Wu Xuan has never seen a monk who can ascend in the daytime by relying on merit.

After all, to cultivate one's true self is to cultivate one's true self, especially in the hope of gaining illusory merits and virtues and soaring in the daytime.

What he values ​​more is another usage of the golden light of merit—similar to aura, merit can actually be used, but mortals have not stepped into the path of cultivation, so the merit on their body can only spontaneously protect and bless him and his blood relatives , but cannot be used by them.Cultivators are different, because from the moment they step into the practice, their aura has been connected with the way of heaven. This golden light of merit is naturally useful as long as it is not too wasteful.

What Wu Xuan thought was to use this golden light of merit...to make talismans.

Breaking through life and death, attaining Nirvana, saving sentient beings, what an interesting material.

However, it is still a little too little, so I have to save more.

Wu Xuan thought for a while, and put away the golden light of merit. After lying on the sofa for a while, he got up resignedly, and took out his usual pen, ink, paper and inkstone. And then, on the flexible talisman paper, where the tip of the pen merged into a hazy golden light, an extremely mysterious rune slowly appeared.

As a talisman master who was once sought after by thousands of people in the cultivation world, Wu Xuan has the strength and the capital to indulge in enjoyment.Although the world has been changed now, it is still a world of doomsday where spiritual energy is lacking and morality is in decline. Wu Xuan does not intend to wrong himself.

It's not that this world has no aura, but most of the aura is stored in a kind of expensive jade, which is somewhat similar to the spiritual stone in the cultivation world.

As a criminal, Wu Xuan used some means to fabricate a new identity for himself after fully understanding the world, but the identity can be faked, but the coins that condense the country's luck cannot.

So... Wu Xuan is very poor now.

He was so poor that he could only sell talismans to support him and continue to enjoy himself.

As for the spirit stones and treasures in the storage bracelet, let's save them for emergency.

Grandmaster Wuxuan, who was in a crisis of abject poverty, felt bad when he thought that he would not be able to lie on the lazy sofa and eat takeaway after he had no money. He immediately immersed himself in the mysterious artistic conception of making talismans until the talisman flowed out from his hands. The spiritual power gradually weakened, and his dantian and meridians protested to him, so he breathed a sigh of relief and put down the Linglong pen in his hand.

He had already accumulated a thick stack of talismans by his hand, and each talisman exuded obvious fluctuations in spiritual power, which continued together with the flickering of the rune light.

Wu Xuan put all these talismans into the storage ring, took out a Rejuvenation Pill and swallowed it. Feeling the spiritual power turning in his body, he relaxed his expression, raised his hand, and picked up the mobile phone that had been left on the sofa before. to hand.

There were several missed calls in the notification bar, all of which were from unfamiliar phone numbers; Taobao's background also sent him several messages, it seemed that someone had photographed all the charms he had put on the store at once.

Wu Xuan clicked on the few messages and read them, and then found out all the talismans according to the order received from the background, packed them in a box and put them in a stack of instruction manuals, then took out a piece of yellow paper and folded them. He became a little paper man, raised his hand and poured a ray of spiritual energy into it.

The little paper figurine stood on the table out of thin air, bowed to Wu Xuan decently, glanced at the delivery address displayed on the phone, hugged the box containing the talisman, and disappeared without a trace.

After estimating the delivery time of the paper puppet, Wu Xuan slowly opened the store owner's background and sent a message to the big customer.

A hundred-year-old talisman, once soaring: "Dear, the talisman you asked for has been delivered~"

Mr. Xiao who happened to be using his mobile phone: "..."

I didn't expect the benefactor's speech to be so damp.

Before bringing his grandson back to the Xiao family mansion, Mr. Xiao had already asked someone to check Wu Xuan's identity.

The identity of this young man...is quite clean.

Unbelievably clean.

Thinking of the unfathomable words that Wu Xuan left behind before he left, he couldn't help muttering a few words in his heart.

A family with rich heritage like theirs actually treats these inherited "cultures" with a respectful attitude, but Wu Xuan is indeed too young, too young to be someone who takes this path.

Mr. Xiao was thinking wildly, and when he glanced away, something seemed to flash past on the table not far from him. He looked intently, and saw a dark blue velvet gift box neatly placed on the table in front of him. Standing next to it was a small paper man over two inches tall.

"Hello, dear customer." The little paper figurine said politely, "The talisman you photographed has been delivered, please check and sign for it. A five-star review will give you three yuan in cash."

Whether it's the little paper figurine itself or the words it said, there are too many holes, and Mr. Xiao suddenly felt like he didn't know where to start.

The little paper man stayed where he was, he didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that the little paper man was staring at him...

"Please check and sign for it as soon as possible." Seeing that he still hadn't moved, the little paper man raised a hand and pushed the box, reminding him softly.

When Mr. Xiao heard the words, he took the box and opened it with a dull expression. An elegant aroma that seemed like sandalwood but not sandalwood, and ink that was not like ink rose from the box, lingering at the tip of his nose.

His mind fluttered, and even the irritability he had felt in recent days has faded a lot.

After thinking about it, he followed the instructions in the manual and took out the talisman from the box.

He couldn't figure out whether Wu Xuan wanted to get online with the Xiao family or not, so he just bought some things from the Taobao store as written on the business card he gave him.

...Even if those things look like scams.

He took a total of nine peace talismans, seven peach blossom talismans, four peace talismans, twelve hair growth talismans, and fifteen beauty talismans, all of which cost about 500 million in total.

Putting the hair growth talisman, the glow talisman, and the peach blossom talisman aside, Mr. Xiao moved his eyes slightly while holding the nine peace talismans and the four peace talismans.

Sensing the return of spiritual power, Wu Xuan stretched out his hand, and a piece of paper in the shape of a human fell into his palm. Standing straight, he reported solemnly: "Report to Master, the talisman has been delivered."

Wu Xuan was lying on the sofa with a lollipop in his mouth, and his hair was covered with black hair, which was so gorgeous that people couldn't take their eyes off it.Hearing the little paper figurine's stern reply, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, and he spoke with a smile: "Then, have you seen the five-star praise from the guests?"

Little Paper Man: "..."

Seeing that the little paper figurine fell into the daze of "I actually forgot to see the five-star praise from the guests", Wu Xuan took a bite of the round lollipop in a good mood, and raised his hand to put it on the coffee table: "Go and play!" .”

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