Botmaster

Unlike the earth-shattering samadhi last time, Tong Wu's samadhi this time was very low-key, and the time was very short, so no one noticed that something was wrong with him—except Tan Xin.

Since the last time there was a fight in an Internet cafe, Tan Xin and Tong Wu have been in close contact. He knows Tong Wu's work and rest habits well. He knows that Tong Wu will rest in the room after work, take a bath, and then lay down If you are very tired, you can sleep for a while. If you are not tired, you can write all night until you come to pick up your class the next day.

In any case, Tong Wu would not appear at the front desk of the Internet cafe in the middle of the night, wearing cartoon pajamas again, with such a "worry" appearance.

"What's the matter?" Looking at Tong Wu who fell to the ground, Tan Xin worried.

"It's okay, I just fell down accidentally." Tong Wu rubbed his face casually, "Where's Yan Jingchen? I want to see him."

"The head is on the mountain...it's so late, is there anything urgent to find him?"

Tan Xin's tone was a bit worried. He really regarded Tong Wu as a friend, and he had been ordered by Yan Jingchen to keep an eye on Tong Wu's cultivation situation at all times. If he had the intention of going crazy, he would send a letter immediately no matter when and where. report!But it's so late... Besides, it will take some time for Yan Jingchen to go down the mountain. If Tong Wu really went mad, he might not be able to wait for Yan Jingchen to go down the mountain.

Tong Wu replied: "There is nothing urgent, I just want to see him."

"what???"

Seeing his surprised eyes, Tong Wu suddenly felt embarrassed, touched the back of his head and said shyly: "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly figured out something just now, and I really want to see him."

"Oh!" Tan Xin suddenly realized the truth.

"You 'oh' what?"

"It's nothing, just promise you something casually."

"Hey...can you stop being so perfunctory?"

Tan Xin smiled slightly, and brought a cup of tea to Tong Wu, "Take a sip of tea to suppress your shock, I see you look like this, did you go up the mountain to hunt tigers just now?"

"No, I accidentally fell into samadhi just now." It was still in the samadhi posture of a dog.

"..."

"What do you see when you enter meditation? What does the world look like?"

This question stumped Tan Xin. He was not the same as Tong Wu, and he really didn't know how to convey his perception to Tong Wu in this respect.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Tong Wu suddenly felt that his question was too weird, so he said to himself: "When I entered meditation, I always appeared in the ice and snow, and I couldn't leave a single footprint on the snow. Grassy roads and strange buildings, and a beauty with long hair..."

At first, Tan Xin didn't think there was anything wrong when he heard it, until Tong Wu said that he saw a long-haired beauty, he rushed over to cover Tong Wu's mouth on the spot, and said earnestly: "You must not tell me about seeing a beauty. Master."

Tong Wu couldn't speak because his mouth was covered, so he blinked and asked, "Why?"

"Then what... the head's vinegar jar is overturned, and the taste will be particularly sour..."

Probably because of the ghost in his heart, this time Tong Wu understood Tan Xin's words, and instantly blushed, forgetting what he was going to say just now.

The two just sat at the counter and chatted until a customer asked the network administrator for instant noodles.

Tan Xin turned around to grab the instant noodles on the cabinet. In the past few months, Tong Wu had already known that instant noodles were junk food. Seeing Tan Xin unpacking them in a familiar way, he couldn't help asking Tan Xin : "You said that if they eat too much of this kind of food, will their IQ degenerate affect their cultivation?"

"of course."

"Then we still provide these? Are our own people cheating our own people?"

Hearing this, Tan Xin gave an evil smile, "Who are their own people? We just want to make money from them. Besides, there are only a few radish holes in the sky. They occupy them. Where are we going to cry?"

This made sense, and Tong Wu felt that he couldn't refute it, and at the same time he added a knife, "It makes sense, then they should eat more, next time I will talk to Hong Sui, let her buy a few flavors, it must be very suitable for these people Brainless, I went back to mortal internet cafes for a stroll, and they have so many flavors of instant noodles, such as shredded pork with pickled vegetables, spicy beef, and chicken stewed with mushrooms!"

Speaking of this, Tan Xin felt that he seemed to be swallowing his saliva, so he quickly stopped Tong Wu.

"You boy, if you don't eat yourself, you will be greedy for others. Hurry up, everyone, go back to sleep early, look at your dead face..."

Tong Wu nodded, obediently "floated" out of the counter, turned his head and smiled at Tan Xin before leaving, and said, "I'm just a dead person."

Tan Xin: "..."

He couldn't help shivering, feeling that he was in pain.

After returning to the room, Tong Wu tidied himself up a bit, and he couldn't wear the dirty clothes anymore, so he simply took off and changed into a SpongeBob pajamas, wrote a few more pages, and fell asleep on the bed in a state of exhaustion.

After this sleep, he almost made himself late, and by the time he hurried to take over, Tan Xin had already worked an extra half an hour for him.

"Sorry, overslept."

"It's okay." Tan Xin sized Tong Wu from head to toe, "Why are the two shoes different? The master is coming soon."

Tong Wu: "..." He looked down at the wrong shoes he wore in a hurry, and ran back to change them, howling.

After Tan Xin left, while taking care of the business, Tong Wu found banknotes and came out to learn how to draw talismans, following the templates in "Fujian".

In the beginning, Yan Jingchen gave him the Langhao brush to let him learn the method of condensing Qi. Now that he has mastered the trick, he can just find a pen and fold it without sticking to the tool for drawing talismans, just like the "Fu Jian" said. A tree branch can be used as a tool for drawing talismans. The power of the drawn talismans depends on the cultivation level of the talisman drawers.

The most basic talisman in the Talisman Book is a very vulgar amulet.

Tong Wu really wanted to draw a talisman and give it to Yan Jingchen, even though he knew that his cultivation level was not good enough, and the talisman he drew was nothing to Yan Jingchen, but he still wanted to do that.

After reading the drawing of the amulet more than a dozen times in a row, Tong Wu, who has always had a photographic memory, was a little unconfident in himself.

After reading it, he picked up a pen and copied the picture on paper.

At the beginning, he didn't condense his breath on the tip of the pen when he drew. As expected, he tried to draw several times, but he faltered at the end every time, ruining the original good talisman.

After a few times, Tong Wu became a little anxious, and found that his situation was not right, so he stopped quickly—he was a corpse repairer like no one else in the world, and he had no predecessors to provide any experience reference for his path of practice, so his Every step must be taken with special care, and there is no room for mistakes.

He started to take over the shift in the morning and continued to paint until noon. He would go there if there were guests to greet him, and continued to paint if there were no guests, until Tong Wu realized that Yan Jingchen was not here, and immediately abused Tan Xin in his heart. Thousands of times, this guy actually dared to lie to him that Yan Jingchen was coming, which made him so nervous that he was dying, and even organized his language to see what he would say when he met Yan Jingchen.

The results of it?They didn't come at all!

It would be a lie to say that I am not disappointed, but I can't expect too much. After all, Yan Jingchen is the head of a faction and is very busy.

By the afternoon, Tong Wu had been able to draw a complete amulet coherently, and couldn't help but whistle happily.

Now that he has been able to completely draw the talisman, he plans to take advantage of the victory and pursue it today. He doesn't want to finish the painting, at least he can finish half of the talisman under the condition of condensation.But as soon as he started to write, Tong Wu regretted it, and he scorned in his heart that he thought things too simply, and drawing talismans with condensed energy is simply a torture to the body and mind, okay?

After he condensed his breath on the tip of the pen, before the pen touched the paper, the pen was thrown out with his hand, and his fingertips hit the edge of the table, causing pain in his heart.

What the hell!

Tong Wu tried again in disbelief, this time he was vigilant, although he was not thrown out again, but he was not pleased, and the tip of the pen still did not touch the paper.

"..." Tong Wu was puzzled, so he quickly put down his pen and flipped through the book.

However, there is nothing in the "Fujian" about the failure to draw a talisman but being thrown, and the few strokes are all general and useless content. The mood, slowly will always have a good result.

Seeing those nonsense, Tong Wu couldn't help cursing in his heart that it was useless, and he completely lost the temperament of advocating a gentleman more than 100 years ago.