"You," Yu Qiu raised his head, looking at the thin bald man who first showed his face, "come here."
The skinny bald man pointed at himself blankly.
"Yes, it's you."
The thin bald man walked over blankly.
"You've been stuck on the third level of Qi refining, hasn't it been a long time?" Yu Qiu asked him with a smile.
The skinny bald man nodded sincerely unconsciously, and asked again, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Yu Qiu said, "I just want to tell you, kid, that you are very lucky today."
As soon as the words fell, Yu Qiu grabbed the opponent's hand. The bald man was startled, and before he could react, Yu Qiu had already stuffed the pen into his hand.
"Do as I say." Yu Qiu put all five fingers on the back of the bald man's hand, put his fingertips against the opponent's fingertips, and held it tightly, "Use your soul power to guide the spiritual energy in your body to cover that bald man's hand." Just put it on the pen, and let the aura wrap the tip of the pen."
After he finished speaking, seeing that the other party was still in a daze, he immediately shouted, "Do as I say! If you want to save your boss, hurry up!"
The skinny bald man was excited, and he subconsciously controlled his soul power, guiding the aura in his body to wrap the pen tip just like Yu Qiu said.
"Very good." Yu Qiu showed a little satisfaction, "Be careful and steady, don't let your spiritual power fluctuate in the slightest."
The bald man quickly pulled himself together and tried his best to stabilize the aura, "Then?"
"Then?" Yu Qiu smiled, "Remember the feeling that follows, it will benefit you for the rest of your life."
His smile made the few people who saw him stunned. How to describe this kind of laughter? Wanton, insolent, high-spirited. No matter which one of these words is used, it does not match Yu Qiu's current youthful appearance. But the smile on his face now can only make people think of this description.
Yu Qiu is not an arrogant person, but he is the most arrogant as long as he is drawing pens and symbols.
This arrogance comes from his undisguised self-confidence.
He held the opponent's hand arrogantly, and before the opponent recovered from this confident smile, let the tip of the pen in the opponent's hand fall on the white deer paper.
Without the slightest pause, Yu Qiu's movements were as fast as lightning. This kind of talisman that has been drawn countless times before, Yu Qiu didn't even need to think at all when he started to draw.
Everyone looked at Yu Qiu's hand and felt dazzled for a while. And the skinny bald man held by Yu Qiu was even more stunned.
So much so that after regaining consciousness, the soul power of the bald man who was guiding the spiritual energy suddenly became chaotic.
If he messed up, there would be a big problem, Yu Qiu was using his hand-painted talisman! To form a talisman, in addition to the necessary materials, in addition to qualified skills, stable aura is even more essential. This kind of sudden chaos in the process of drawing is enough to turn the entire talisman into waste.
Yu Qiu frowned and clicked his tongue lightly.
Immediately, Yu Qiu accelerated his speed again. Everyone was already dazzled, but now they felt that his hand was only a shadow.
At the moment when the bald man's soul power was about to lose its stability, Yu Qiu finished the last stroke.
A golden light suddenly burst out from the talisman, and then the golden light dissipated, leaving a layer of blue light.
Then the pinch of blue soft hairs on the tip of the pen trembled suddenly, and the blue water scrub liquid was stimulated by the scattered aura, and splashed out towards the surroundings.
When it was too late, Yu Qiu quickly reached out with his left hand, and quickly pulled the painted talisman from the other side, barely wiping the splashed blue liquid, and protected it well by his side.
Yu Qiu let go of his right hand, and the body of the pen fell from the bald man's hand. It hit the ground with two crisp sounds, and suddenly broke into several sections. After all, it is a pen used by mortals, and it cannot withstand the aura of monks.
And the bald man took a few steps back unbearably, he broke out in a cold sweat from the fright, obviously nothing happened.
Yu Qiu placed the finally completed talisman in front of his eyes, glanced carefully, and gradually frowned.
"How is it?" The three members of the Qingtou gang were all nervous, "Is it done?"
Yu Qiu sighed slowly and shook his head.
The three members of the Qingtou gang suddenly looked ashamed. Just such a talisman, the only remaining white deer paper has been used up, and it can't be done-what can I do!
Yu Qiu frowned and looked at the bald man, "Because you didn't stabilize in the end."
The bald man's face turned pale all of a sudden, and his whole body looked precarious. He looked at several companions around him, at the boss who was almost powerless to struggle on the ground, and almost wanted to apologize with death.
"Because you didn't stabilize in the end," Yu Qiu didn't finish his sentence, "so this little rejuvenation talisman is only a middle-grade one."
What? The bald man immediately stabilized his figure, "Small Rejuvenation Talisman? Middle grade?"
Yu Qiu nodded, still looking very dissatisfied. Because the highest cultivation level present was the third level of Qi Refining, Yu Qiu could only choose the lowest level, the Little Rejuvenation Talisman. Although the small rejuvenation talisman is not as good as the rejuvenation talisman, the effect of the top-grade small rejuvenation talisman is not much weaker. And with Yu Qiu's technology, it has been hundreds of years since he has produced a talisman other than the top grade, so how could he have produced a mid-grade one this time? In Yu Qiu's heart, this was a deep shame.
Sure enough, borrowing other people's hand-painted symbols is not so good. Yu Qiu thought gloomily, he really should let the bald man try a few more times beforehand. It's a pity that the materials are limited, and there is only one chance in total, so I have to rush the ducks to the shelves.
The rest of the people didn't care about his little depression. When they heard that there was a turning point, their eyes turned green again, "Then the boss can be saved?"
"Half and half." Yu Qiu said, looking at the talisman in his hand.
If it is top-grade, it will definitely be saved. But since it's middle class...
Yu Qiu took the talisman to the young man in gray, squatted down, and looked at his throat that was still dripping with blood. Then he held the talisman in front of him with his right hand, compared the two fingers of his left hand to the talisman, squinted his eyes, and tried hard to control his soul power, allowing the soul power to gradually transfer from the fingertips to the talisman.
There is such a little trick that ordinary people don't know.
Talismans are not the only way to use soul power wrapped in aura to directly stimulate them.
Yu Qiu is now wrapping the soul power on the talisman, allowing the soul power to flow on the talisman in a certain way, gradually pulling out the energy contained in the talisman, and wrapping it all in it.
Everyone saw that the blue light on the talisman gradually dimmed, while the fingertips of Yu Qiu's left hand gradually condensed a little blue.
Yu Qiu took his left hand away from the talisman and put it on the throat of the young man in gray. This process seemed simple, but with Yu Qiu's cultivation at only the second level of Qi Refining, he was sweating profusely.
The blue light on the fingertips dissipated immediately, but was pulled by the soul again, firmly controlling the wound of the young man in gray.
Gradually, every bit of blue penetrated into the wound of the young man in gray.
Yu Qiu let out a long breath, and sat limply on the ground.
"Qiu'er!" Yu Yuankai hurried over and supported him.
"Boss!" The Qingtou gang also surrounded him.
In just such a short while, the expression of the gray-clothed youth has improved a lot. Although the wound has not healed, at least it has stopped bleeding.
"Find a clean place and settle him down." Yu Qiu said, his voice getting softer and weaker, "Let him rest well, don't make too much noise, don't bother him if he has nothing to do, he will be fine tomorrow at the most."
Yu Qiu didn't see how grateful the members of the Qingtou Gang were.
While saying this, Yu Qiu already felt that his soul power and energy had been consumed too much, and he was about to be unable to hold on. After speaking, he had already closed his eyes, leaned into the old man's arms, and completely fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was already three hours later.
Yu Qiu opened his eyes in the strange room, touched the strange bed under him, then jumped up abruptly, patted his forehead depressedly, and cursed himself: Why are you so careless
But thinking about it carefully, he was relieved again. Anyway, he can't beat the Qingtou gang, and if they really have bad intentions, they won't be able to escape if they are lethargic or not.
Of course, now it seems that those few are still very conscientious.
Yu Qiu sat on the edge of the bed, scratching at the bottom of his feet, trying to find his shoes.
Soon, Yu Yuankai rushed in when he heard the sound, "Qiu'er, are you hungry? Do you want porridge?"
Yu Qiu nodded, and asked again, "Where did you get the porridge?"
"Zhao Tu and the others cooked it." Yu Yuankai replied cheerfully.
Zhao bald
Yu Qiu was still in a daze, the thin bald man came in behind Yu Yuankai, and rushed in front of Yu Qiu with a doggy face, "Master Qiu! You're awake!"
What? Master Qiu
Yu Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth, "Why do you call me that?"
"You saved our boss!" The bald man said proudly, "You are our master!"
Yu Qiu helped his forehead, so he didn't bother to care about him, and stepped on his shoes and walked out.
Walking into the hall, you can see that there is another room in this small wooden house. It is estimated that the boss of the Qingtou Gang is resting in it now. The other two people, the big fat man and the pockmarked hunchback, were in the hall.
"Master Qiu."
"Master Qiu!!"
As a result, as soon as Yu Qiu came out, they shouted in unison.
Yu Qiu was almost dizzy by the master, "What are you doing? What do you want to do by calling me that? I'm only so old, so what's the matter?"
The fat man and the pockmarked hunchback were blocked by these words, and looked at each other in bewilderment. In the end, the skinny bald man was better at dog legs, and immediately smiled flatteringly, "That's right, what, sir, it doesn't sound good at all! Young Master Qiu, don't you think so?"
Help!
Yu Qiu decisively pushed open the door of the other room. The gray-clothed young man was indeed lying on the bed inside, the wound on his throat had healed to the point where only a light-colored mark remained, and his complexion looked much better.
Yu Qiu looked at the people who followed behind him, and then at him, with a sentence written in his eyes: You don't care if your little brother is so good at giving others a leg
As a result, the young man in gray didn't receive his signal at all, and when he saw him, he said in surprise and joy, "You're awake! Boss!"
Yu Qiu: "..."
Yu Qiu burst into tears: It's fine if you rush to ask others to be your younger brothers, what kind of weird hobby is rushing to ask others to be your boss!