Fu Sichen actually drew the talisman.
This guy is an all-around genius.
He was asked to look at such a complex talisman pattern once, and he could quickly generate it under his hands, and it was a 100% replica.
Pei Zhen thinks Fu Sichen is mentally retarded.
But being such a mentally retarded person made his heart warm, blood rushed up all over his body, and his cheeks felt faintly warm again.
Fu Sichen painted very seriously.
The whole body is shrouded in light, and the side face is handsome. He pursed his lips slightly and looked pious.
Regardless of the process or method, he was definitely doing it for Pei Zhen's good.
"Okay." Drawing a spell still requires a lot of blood. This man had a cut on his fingertip, but he didn't feel any pain. As soon as the painting was finished, he showed it to Pei Zhen and said, as if asking for credit, "I'm very sincere."
Pei Zhen met his eyes, was stunned, and swallowed the words "You are not my lover."
"After the talisman is drawn, it must be burned into talisman water." Fu Sichen was reading the information again, "Drink it while it is hot for the best effect."
"Ah?" Seeing that Fu Sichen was really ready to make a move, Pei Zhen immediately became anxious, his cat eyes widened and he meowed angrily, "You're crazy! I don't drink Talisman water! Fu Sichen, can you wake up? !”
Learning to draw talismans from the sand sculpture "Compendium of Practices" was enough to break his three views. Pei Zhen swore that if Fu Sichen really dared to feed him talisman water, he might as well stop being a human being and die together with Fu Sichen!
"Okay, I lied to you." Fu Sichen had the ability to read minds and easily guessed Pei Zhen's thoughts. He carefully folded the talisman, strung a red rope, and tied it around Pei Zhen's (body) neck. One set, "Don't worry, I asked the Taoist priest for the charm. I heard that the Taoist priest's professional level is quite high."
Regardless of whether they are superstitious or not, the reality is too cruel for them to disbelieve.
Pei Zhen choked, looked at the jade pendant, then at the talisman, and when he met Fu Sichen's slightly joking gaze, he felt filled with shame and anger.
"Do you reject my sincerity so much?" Fu Sichen's lips raised, he couldn't help but tease people, or rather tease cats, "You also said you would be responsible for me, but it's all false. A man's words are indeed unreliable."
Pei Zhen: "..."
This has nothing to do with being irresponsible!
Pei Zhen felt indignant and really didn't want to care about Fu Sichen's life or death. It's just that Fu Sichen's eyes were filled with anticipation, and it was like he was possessed by a poison. By some strange coincidence, he came closer and licked his fingertips.
The faint smell of blood quickly spread in his mouth, and Pei Zhen suddenly woke up as if he was electrocuted, and stepped back. He jumped out of bed and ran outside.
Come on, come on!
He is sick!
Damn it, he actually went to kiss his enemy’s wound!
The Persian cat was disheveled in the wind, and its intestines were livid with regret. As one of the parties involved, Actor Fu could not help but raise the corners of his mouth.
There is a trace of warmth left on the fingertips, which is Pei Zhen's temperature. Fu Sichen felt like a warm current flowing through his heart, and he was very satisfied.
Pei Pei will definitely be his Pei Pei in the end...
**
Fu Sichen ran to the hospital every two days. The frequency became so high that the paparazzi would inevitably notice clues.
It was already known privately that Fu Sichen was filming near the hospital, so reporters would of course stay there. Just squatting and squatting, the battlefield was moved to the edge of the hospital.
"Here we go again, the second time today."
"If I remember correctly, Pei Zhen is in this hospital."
"Tsk, tsk, aren't they competitors? When did their relationship become so good?"
"That Persian cat... It seems that Pei Zhen got into a car accident just to save it?"
(End of chapter)