When Ji Yuan returned home, Hu Yun was naturally still not awake. Guessing that the fox would not wake up for a while, Ji Yuan spread out pen and ink on the empty space on the stone table to write down the magic method.
In Ju'an Pavilion, unless it was necessary for spiritual practice, Ji Yuan always liked to follow a normal daily routine, going into the house at dusk and leaving at dawn.
The next day, before Ji Yuan could sleep until noon, he heard Hu Yun waking up, which was earlier than he expected. It seemed that he was still thinking about his paper-cutting.
When Ji Yuan opened the door and went out, he saw Hu Yun cleaning the yard. Although his mind might not have recovered yet, he was quite excited.
Hu Yun knew that he probably didn't have the ability to continue adding more paper talismans, so he didn't continue cutting them, nor was he in a hurry to combine the talismans. This was because Hu Yun knew very well that his Taoism skills were not yet at the level where he could skip Mr. Ji's guidance, and blindly combining the talismans would make all his previous efforts go to waste.
Hu Yun didn't use a broom or anything, but instead used his claws and tail to sweep. After cleaning for a while, he would stand up and look at the yellow paper talisman on the bamboo bucket on the stone table, with a happy expression on his face.
When he heard the sound of the door opening, he knew it was Ji Yuan coming out, so he immediately rushed over.
"Mr. Ji, can I start matching talismans today?"
Ji Yuan looked at the fox's impatient expression and nodded.
"Sure, but you can practice by cutting two more paper figures. It's useless to put two figures together, but it will help you get familiar with it. Putting two figures together is easier than cutting and pasting the figures. I'm afraid you'll forget the feeling after sleeping."
"Yes, yes, I'll listen to you, sir!"
Hu Yun replied with a smile, and began to learn how to combine the talismans according to Ji Yuan's teachings.
By the afternoon, Hu Yun finally felt that he could stop practicing. Although he was still a little nervous, there would be no improvement if he continued practicing, so he chose to combine the talismans under Ji Yuan's supervision.
The process went much more smoothly than Hu Yun had imagined. The talisman was combined without any obstacles. Finally, a thin paper man appeared in his hand. Judging from its appearance, it was not much different from the Hercules Talisman in Ji Yuan's hand. As for the actual difference, both parties present understood it.
But at this moment, Hu Yun was nothing but excited. After giving the paper man the fox blood he needed initially, he couldn't wait to test the talisman in his hand. He stood on the stone table and threw it forward, shouting in a serious tone.
"Recruiting the strongman!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the paper man emitted tiny red lights, and finally a gray-black figure appeared in front of Hu Yun. If you look closely, you can vaguely see a little bit of the scenery on the opposite side through its body. In addition to the gray-black body, there is also a faint red light on the face.
Of course, there was no golden armor, and Hu Yun did not have the power to visualize with his mind, let alone condense that kind of magic power, so the figure looked like it was covered with a layer of thick gray-black cloth.
As soon as it appeared, the figure made a bowing gesture towards Hu Yun, but did not speak, because Hu Yun also did not have the ability to use his mind and magic power to visualize the necessary magical organs in his body when cutting.
“Hahahaha… It’s done, it’s done! Mr. Ji, my Hercules Talisman is done!”
Ji Yuan smiled and looked up and down at the gray-black figure. His facial features could not even be seen clearly under the slight red light. Rather than being a strong man, he looked more like a spirit.
But it is not as good as the best, but better than the worst. The one refined by Hu Yun is many times stronger than the one refined by Master Du. At least Ji Yuan feels that the one in front of him can be used because it incorporates many special concepts of Hu Yun's own abilities.
"This is not suitable to be called a wrestler."
Hu Yun certainly understood his own shortcomings and did not think that Mr. Ji was wrong at all, so he nodded.
"Indeed, it doesn't look as majestic as the golden-armored warrior, but after all, I made it myself. By the way, Mr. Ji, what should I call it?"
As he spoke, Hu Yun stretched out his claws and pointed. The figure in front of him suddenly turned into a gray-black light, wandering in the yard like a ghost, circling the jujube tree several times and then around the kitchen, before returning to the table.
Ji Yuan could see clearly, because there were only thirty-six visualization movements in total, so this guy basically stood still when he walked, but with the ghost method that Hu Yun visualized, his movements were still swift.
"Haha, since you made it, you can name it yourself."
…
Ji Yuan was in Ju'an Pavilion, so Hu Yun would naturally come over from time to time, but he was not always in the pavilion. Basically, he would come once in a while, and the rest of the time he was still in the mountains.
Ji Yuan who lives in the An Pavilion is not lonely. In addition to the magical objects around him, the most important thing is that there is a little girl who often comes to the pavilion. She is Sun Fu's beloved granddaughter Sun Yaya.
The little girl brought her own pen, ink, paper and inkstone. She was always excited every time she came to Ji Yuan's Ju'an Pavilion, because Ji Yuan's handwriting was beautiful and she really wanted to learn from him.
The first few times she came to Ju'an Xiaoge, it was the Sun family who dropped her off and then picked her up. Later, she came by herself, and the Sun family would pick her up later. Later on, it was Sun Yaya who came by herself, and would go home after practicing calligraphy.
With the arrival of Sun Yaya, the liveliness of Ju'an Pavilion suddenly rose several points. The cheerful and lively atmosphere even spread outside the pavilion. As long as you enter Tianniufang, Sun Yaya, who is wearing a well-fitting white bachelor's gown, will greet you every time you see residents on the street. Most of the time, she will say hello.
Many residents of Tianniufang knew this lively and lovely little girl, and knew that she was learning calligraphy from Mr. Ji. Even some people who didn't know Ji Yuan learned about his name through Sun Yaya.
However, although Hu Yun, Xiao Zi and Zhi He were very curious about Sun Yaya and even liked her very much, they all avoided Sun Yaya or tried every means to avoid her seeing them.
Time passed peacefully for more than half a year. Sun Yaya's complaints about Ji Yuan's lecture school gradually became more cheerful and cheerful. After more than half a year, Sun Yaya became a star figure in the school. Even the teacher said that although Sun Yaya's writing was still immature, it already had charm and she was a promising talent.
On this day, the little girl was practicing calligraphy in Ju'an Pavilion again. Suddenly, she wrote the character that she was most satisfied with so far.
"Sir, please take a look at the word '雅' that I wrote. Is it much better?"
Sun Yaya grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and rushed to the kitchen. She couldn't wait to show it to Ji Yuan who was cutting vegetables. Ji Yuan just glanced at it symbolically and nodded in praise.
"Yes, it is indeed more vivid than before, but it is still not enough. The words should express their meaning. When writing, think more about the charm."
"knew!"
Sun Yaya hurried back to the courtyard and started practicing calligraphy. Every time Mr. Ji praised her seemingly casually, when she showed it to the teacher in the school the next day, the other party would often praise her endlessly and might even be surprised. It was particularly fun at these times, and Sun Yaya had already begun to look forward to it.
“Boom boom boom…”
"Is Mr. Ji here?"
Sun Yaya put down her pen and looked at the kitchen.
"Sir, I'll go open the door."
"go Go."
So the little girl rushed to the gate of the courtyard, opened the door, and saw a policeman standing outside. When Sun Yaya looked at him, the latter was also looking at her.
"Who are you and what do you want to see Mr. Ji?"
The officer smiled and spoke in a slightly louder voice.
"I am a messenger from the county government, and I am now in charge of the mail for Tianniufang and the two neighboring fangs. Today I received a red wax letter from Mr. Ji, which was specially delivered to me!"
This kind of sealing wax letter could only be used by high-ranking officials of the imperial court. Once it arrived at the county government office, the officers would not dare to neglect it and would deliver it directly.
Ji Yuan also came out at this time, wiping his hands with a towel. He bowed to the officer in front of the courtyard gate, then took the letter. With a quick glance, he could see Yin Qing's name on it.
"Thank you for sending it here, little brother. Would you like to come in and have some tea?"
Ji Yuan made way for him, but the officer did not dare to go in and kept refusing.
"No, no, I'm busy with official business, so I won't bother you anymore."
"Oh, then please take me out for tea, please accept it!"
Ji Yuan knew the rules very well and took out a five-cent coin. The officer pretended to refuse twice but finally accepted it. He then bowed and left.
When Ji Yuan closed the gate, Sun Yaya had been standing on tiptoe for a while, worrying about the letter.
"Sir, whose letter is this and what does it contain?"
"Haha, this is a letter from an important person. It was written by Yin Qing, the current Minister of Rites."
Sun Yaya frowned and thought about it.
"Yin Qing? Hmm! Last name Yin? Could he be Yin Wenqu's son?"
"That's right."
Ji Yuan scratched Sun Yaya's nose, then opened the letter, took out the letter paper, shook it, ran his fingertips over the letter paper, and savored the content of the text by feeling the words.
In the letter, Yin Qing mentioned that he was already engaged to Princess Changping. The wedding would be held in a year. He asked Mr. Ji Yuanfang in advance if it was inconvenient for him to go, and he would bring Princess Changping back to Ning'an County. If Mr. Ji was at home, he would definitely invite him to his home.
After all, Yin Zhaoxian is no longer the minor official in Wanzhou he used to be. When his son gets married, royal relatives, court officials and military officers will definitely attend. Ji Yuan doesn't like that scene, but since Yin Qing is getting married, he has to go no matter what.
"This kid is pretty quick!"
"Sir, sir, what did you write? Can you tell Yaya?"
Ji Yuan looked down at Sun Yaya.
"Nothing, Yin Qing is getting married."
"What? Yin Qing is getting married? So soon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice of surprise suddenly came from the yard, which scared Sun Yaya. She turned around and looked around the yard, but couldn't find who was talking. She pulled Ji Yuan's sleeve.
"Sir, it seemed like someone was talking just now!"
Sun Yaya kept scanning the area and suddenly felt a fiery red shadow beside the stone table. She stared at it carefully and the shadow became clearer and clearer. Finally, she saw a fox squatting there.