It's a skill!
Li Hongying was a little excited, but she found that Jiang Xiaoli didn't seem particularly satisfied with the harvest...
"When drawing this way, you need to purify your heart, pray, clean your body, face, hands, and mouth, and prepare fruits, rice wine, incense candles and other sacrifices, and then calm down and concentrate." Jiang Xiaoli said: "I don't know how to do it. It can’t communicate with spiritual energy, so for tools such as pen and ink, cinnabar, and yellow paper, you have to choose ancient objects with spiritual energy.”
In short, this talisman is too troublesome, and she doesn't have that much money. Wei Qianrong is rich, but Jiang Xiaoli can't guarantee that she will be able to draw successfully.
According to the information in their minds, those masters with deep knowledge can even draw symbols out of thin air, step on the ground, draw with blood essence, and eliminate ghosts without the help of external objects.
— but apparently, she isn't.
She had to draw the symbols diligently, and those troublesome steps had to be ignored, and she had to use extremely expensive things to assist, so that it was possible to draw successfully. As for the exorcist? If that information is correct, she only has a 5% success rate in drawing the talisman.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaoli lay down and retracted into the quilt again, even covering her head with the quilt.
With a character like hers, she really doesn't like this skill, why not give her the ability to "produce a ghost amulet out of thin air every day"? Not every day, but every week.
"Work hard slowly, and you will become very powerful in the future. With this kind of skill, you can also draw talismans that are more powerful than exorcising ghosts. How wonderful." Li Hongying thought that Jiang Xiaoli like this was extremely cute, and she couldn't bear it. Laughing and coaxing, she saw Jiang Xiaoli pull down the quilt, and let out a long, salty sigh: "Then I'll go talk to Wei Qianrong?... I don't know what good things she got. "Speaking, Jiang Xiaoli lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, but when she moved, Li Hongying's phantom approached her.
Jiang Xiaoli just watched, seeing where Li Hongying was singing again.
Li Hongying held her right index finger in her mouth, it was extremely cold, and there was a slight tingling pain, she could feel Li Hongying sucking her blood.
It's just that it's too embarrassing.
About ten minutes later, Li Hongying let go, leaving no trace on her index finger. The ghost raised its hand to touch Jiang Xiaoli's cheek, then deliberately used the recovered yin energy to materialize a part of itself, kissed Jiang Xiaoli's forehead, and returned to rest in the heart.
"..." Jiang Xiaoli's ears warmed up. She seems to have been teased again.
That is, I don't know where Li Hongying learned it this time.
(Li Hongying: Self-taught without a teacher.)
Jiang Xiaoli put on her slippers and went to the bathroom to wash up. As soon as she arrived in the living room, she could smell the smell of shredded pork with green peppers——Wei Qianrong was actually eating a takeaway meal topped with rice.
Jiang Xiaoli approached the bathroom, quickly turned on the phone and ordered for himself, and then began to rinse his mouth and face. When she finished packing and sat in the living room, she heard Wei Qianrong ask her, "Have you rested?"
"Well, it's nothing serious." Jiang Xiaoli said, "It's just that Li Hongying still needs some time to recover." The game has a one-month break, and Li Hongying should be able to recover almost.
"That's good." Wei Qianrong ate the last mouthful of food in silence, wiped her mouth at the end, rinsed her mouth with warm water, and then sat down again, "I got a..."
The phone rang. Jiang Xiaoli picked up the phone, it was the takeaway. She ran to the door and sat down again with a tomato and egg rice bowl. While unpacking the box, she asked, "What's wrong?"
"I got a dragon's horn, but I don't know what to do with it."
"Click" the chopsticks slipped and fell to the ground. Jiang Xiaoli picked it up and wiped it in a daze, then looked at Wei Qianrong: "Longjiao?"
"Black Dragon Horn." Wei Qianrong opened the backpack and took out the Dragon Horn that he studied carefully for a long time last night but found nothing. It is as long as a mahogany sword, very heavy and hard. "It's very hard, if you cut it with a kitchen knife, it's the kitchen knife that breaks."
Jiang Xiaoli silently glanced at the trash can and found the broken blade. It's actually Black Dragon Horn? She thought it was something that could only appear in legends! That black dragon was so powerful that day, it almost killed them all, but Wei Qianrong got the black dragon horn... Is it the black dragon's? Jiang Xiaoli didn't believe this speculation. This game probably raised a lot of black dragons.
"According to ..., dragon horns are a good material for forging equipment, and dragon horns can be ground into powder and used as medicine?" Either use it or eat it. However, Jiang Xiaoli couldn't help but glanced at the trash can again, "However, it may... not work. Why don't you give it a try?"
It is best to handle this dragon horn by yourself and not give it to outsiders. First of all, this is an item bound by Wei Qianrong, and no one else can use it. Second... If someone sees it, the player's identity will definitely be exposed.
Wei Qianrong touched the dragon's horn, took a fruit-peeling knife from the table, made a shallow cut with her index finger, and smeared the blood on the dragon's horn.
...no response.
"Forget it." Wei Qianrong sighed, "Maybe it's a tool to drive out ghosts?" Or she can try to use this dragon horn as a mahogany sword, what if it's an ordinary weapon? "And you?"
"Tale-making technique." After Jiang Xiaoli said these three words, she intentionally paused, hoping to see if Sister Wei would look surprised or surprised, but she didn't. Jiang Xiaoli shrugged: "I was going to discuss it with you too. Talisman-making is very troublesome... and I'm just an ordinary person. I don't know how to do it, and I don't know how to absorb spiritual energy. If I want to draw a talisman... Cinnabar, yellow paper, pens and inks are all antiques, the longer the period, the better."
"Pixiu?" Wei Qianrong raised her eyebrows slightly.
Jiang Xiaoli reacted in a daze for a moment, Wei Qianrong pointed out that she was eating money and could only get in and out. Jiang Xiaoli felt embarrassed: "It seems... it will be like this. But I will work hard to draw, practice makes perfect!"
The price of practice makes perfect is money.
"If you draw the ghost charm, what is the success rate?"
"... 5%."
Wei Qianrong couldn't help but looked at Jiang Xiaoli carefully again, "Okay, you can draw a month's talisman first. I bought the inkstone and cinnabar during the break last time. You can use it first. I have to contact the yellow paper." Help Tianshi to see. You can practice your hand with ordinary paper and pen first, and then you can draw it in one go."
Jiang Xiaoli nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I will! I will try to draw thirty ghost-exorcism charms!"
Wei Qianrong's expression was a bit subtle, she felt that Jiang Xiaoli could draw three talismans this month, which would be a high point, but she didn't expect Jiang Xiaoli to have lofty ambitions. She didn't bother Jiang Xiaoli for dinner anymore, but turned on her mobile phone and started contacting some senior teachers and uncles from the old Tianshi. Of course, she contacted her as a disciple who was accepted by the old heavenly master before his death.
"It's Xiaowei? Why, have you become interested in drawing symbols again recently?"
"Master, I am interested in ancient ink and inkstone recently, and I just got a good cinnabar, so I want to try to draw talismans." Wei Qianrong's attitude is respectful, and Jiang Xiaoli seems to hear laughter coming from the phone , that person seems to like this junior very much.
"Okay, tell your nephew your current address later, just that... what's it called?" The person over there seemed to put his phone away and started asking people. After a while, Wei Qianrong listened The uncle said over there: "Yes, that's Zhao... Zhao? Oh, Zhao Junche. Xiao Wei, tell him your address, and I will ask him to send you a courier. By the way, do you like Mo? ? I still have quite a few ink stones, so I’ll give you some by the way.”
"Okay, thank you uncle." After the matter was finished, Wei Qianrong thanked him, and then he was concerned about the health status of the uncle, and asked if anything happened in the circle of celestial masters recently, and it was almost time to talk After more than half an hour, I hung up the call.
"It will probably be delivered tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Jiang Xiaoli had just finished eating and was picking up the trash. "So fast?"
"It may also be at night." Wei Qianrong said hesitantly. After all, that uncle's efficiency...is very high, and I like her very much. The uncle also knew that the old celestial master had been following her, and also knew that she had many ghosts. So the uncle felt that he was born to be a celestial master.
Well, of course, it's all thanks to the game.
Jiang Xiaoli didn't ask any more questions, and threw the garbage at the door to store it, and then took it downstairs when the time came. She thought, maybe those people in the supernatural circle have their own express delivery system
"Jiang Xiaoli."
"Um?"
"Look at the APP." Wei Qianrong said, "Someone upvoted that post again, you can pay attention to it.... You'd better not accept supernatural rewards by yourself recently."
"...I won't pick it up, I will honestly draw talismans in the room." Jiang Xiaoli felt that the things of Mrs. Wei must be very expensive. If she failed to draw one, she didn't know how many talismans she lost. Grandpa, but without a single failure, her heart will probably bleed.
That post was indeed upvoted, but still no relevant information was revealed, and no one tried to find her by describing her face and figure. More people are paying attention to how to get a red-clothed partner, and some are asking whether they can keep the black dragon as a pet.
Then Jiang Xiaoli saw such a comment: "Hehe. The black dragon is the mount, the red clothes are the thugs, the talismans don't cost money, you wave your hands to millions of soldiers, and you raise your hands to destroy thousands of ghosts—do you think you are the starting point hero?"
Well said... Wonderful!
Seeing the building crooked again and again, Jiang Xiaoli was a little relieved. As long as she stays put, even if she catches ghosts and doesn't expose Li Hongying, she shouldn't be recognized, right? Or as long as she doesn't back down and meets her former player teammates, nothing will happen to her.
It's like meeting Wei Qianrong, it's a drama to the extreme. The vast sea of people, how could they meet each other on the same subway by such a coincidence!
Jiang Xiaoli dug out a thick pile of exercise books that she was given when she was in college, and she couldn't finish using this book after four years. Cheap and affordable. Then he took a water-based pen, closed his eyes, and tried to draw the pattern of the ghost exorcist while recalling the information and patterns burned by the game in his mind.
She didn't intend to succeed either, so she didn't have to bother to purify her mind and body. This kind of painting is mainly because I am afraid that when the time comes, I will shake my hand nervously. It is not that I did not succeed, but that I made a direct mistake. That hurts.