Transmigrating into the Villain’s White Rabbit Master

Chapter 31: Draw a dog?

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Although it didn't cost any money, White jade tea's enthusiasm for the new year did not diminish.

After getting the red paper, White jade tea quickly cut the red paper into the size of a couplet, cutting forty pieces before giving up. Then he released a large ink ingot and two writing brushes of different sizes, as if to fill up the twenty couplets.

That's exactly what White jade tea thought.

"I'll write a few more couplets, and pick the ones with the best writing and paste them." White jade tea is very self-aware of her own handwriting, "You will also have a pair of Xiaoshu later, and you will post your couplets at the foot of the mountain, Xiaoshu on the archway."

Although the only natural building on Yuexue Peak, the broken thatched thatched hut, was destroyed by the heavy snow, and the small stone road up the mountain was also covered by heavy snow, but the archway at the foot of the mountain still stands.

Occasionally, some disciples passed by, and just looking at the archway, they knew that the mountain was called Yuexue Peak, and it was the mountain where a powerful elder lived.

With the mentality of showing off her little apprentice, White jade tea wanted Mo Shulin to write one too and post it on the archway.

Mo Shulin heard that White jade tea was going to practice a lot of couplets, so he took the opportunity to suggest, "Master, I have a magic spell for rebounding attacks. Why don't you read the couplets by the way?"

Writing ugly couplets in this way can be sold as spirit stones without wasting every piece of paper.

"Yes. We always have small animals that break in here, so we need to add some formations like others." White jade tea has no concept of money in his mind, but he hopes that the residence for him and his apprentice can be better.

Mo Shulin smiled and nodded, without reminding White jade tea.

He finally found out that White jade tea would lose interest in anything related to money, but as long as things were related to laziness, White jade tea would be full of energy, always thinking that if he was busy, he would be lazy for a whole day. Even if White jade tea didn't like it, if it had something to do with human feelings, he would do it seriously.

White jade tea, the rabbit monster, is really weird.

Seeing that White jade tea was seriously grinding ink and there was nothing to do in the house, Mo Shulin said, "Master, I'll go out and cut some trees to make a Taoist school."

"Do the door? What kind of door?" White jade tea paused with his ink-grinding hands, and asked in confusion.

"Couples must be posted on a flat and dry place." Mo Shulin reminded helplessly.

They live in a cave now, and now the mountain is covered by heavy snow, and the white cave entrance looks very artistic, but he can't stick the couplets on the snow.

To post couplets, you still need a decent door.

"That's right." White jade tea put down the ink ingot, "I'll go with you. It's a big tree for the gate, so it's not easy for you to chop it down."

A ten-year-old child's shoulders are not as wide as a tree trunk. How could he have the heart to let such a small child cut trees alone.

Mo Shulin didn't refuse. It was really troublesome for him to cut down trees by himself.

However, Mo Shulin never imagined that White jade tea could even get lost in Yuexue Peak where he lived.

Mo Shulin was small, and being pulled by White jade tea, he didn't care about how he walked. He was full of thoughts about the size of the cave, how many trees to cut later, and what kind of door to make.

When his footsteps stopped, Mo Shulin realized that he was walking back to the entrance of the cave.

Mo Shulin almost didn't realize it. He thought he had lost his memory, and mistakenly thought that he and White jade tea had already cut down the tree, so he came back.

Looking up at White jade tea, he saw White jade tea coughing twice in embarrassment.

White jade tea glanced around, not daring to look at Mo Shulin, "We're too tired from walking, let's take the spirit boat." It's easier to recognize the way if you look down from the top.

Mo Shulin: "..."

Even if White jade tea is a road idiot, is it too much

How old is Yue Xuefeng

He can run around the mountainside every morning when he runs. How could White jade tea get lost in the place where he lived for many years

No matter what, Mo Shulin's soul has lived for thousands of years, and he has refreshed his knowledge on White jade tea time and time again.

Mo Shulin understood that White jade tea was not suitable for any mental work.

This time it was Mo Shulin who led the way, and he quickly picked out a thick, straight ginkgo tree that had lost its vitality. The leaves of the ginkgo tree have long since fallen, and the bare tree is somewhat poignant.

White jade tea cut down the ginkgo tree with a single stroke of magic. Once the storage bag was loosened and pulled, the ginkgo tree was put into the storage bag.

When the two returned to the entrance of the cave, White jade tea let out a tree that was tens of meters tall.

White jade tea squinted and looked at the height of the hole for a moment. With a wave of the knife, there was no change on the surface of the ginkgo wood, and it was actually broken into two sections.

White jade tea fixed the high section, pointed to the left with the other hand, and the bottom section of wood obediently moved to the side. The taller section of ginkgo wood can fall to the ground, and then be chopped into two sections by White jade tea.

Seeing White jade tea's crisp and neat movements, Mo Shulin almost didn't recognize White jade tea.

He really didn't know that White jade tea, who had such an ugly handwriting and lived in his own territory, could use spells so calmly and naturally.

Suddenly, Mo Shulin remembered that although White jade tea didn't do well in things, it really didn't make any mistakes in terms of spiritual power.

This is probably talent.

"The light in our cave is not very good. How about making sliding doors?" White jade tea said and demonstrated with his hands, "Make two doors, and push the doors to the left and right on weekdays. The couplets are attached to the edge of the door, and at night When the door is closed, the couplet is in the middle, so we can’t see it. During the day, the door doesn’t have to be pushed all the way, leaving the place for the couplet, just enough to see the couplet without blocking the light.”

"Okay. Master's suggestion is very good." Mo Shulin didn't want to use a partition door either, as it was inconvenient to open and close the door, so he must be the one to do this kind of rough work. White jade tea's proposal completely resolved his doubts.

This method was actually thought of by White jade tea.

It really impressed him.

With a direction, the two of them will be more motivated to work together.

White jade tea chopped large pieces of wood and spliced them together. Mo Shulin carved and polished the wooden door that had already taken shape.

It took a long time to carve, and White jade tea couldn't do the fine work, so he could only go back and continue writing couplets.

White jade tea wrote two sheets, with crooked characters. This writing brush is really hard to control, the nib is limp, and White jade tea always feels powerless with nowhere to draw on.

He also tried to draw smoothly like cursive script, but other people's writing is called cursive script, and the characters he draws are more like ghostly drawn characters than ghostly drawn characters. In the end, he continued to write seriously, stroke by stroke, and did not try to master calligraphy in one step.

After writing couplets and horizontal couplets, White jade tea always felt that something was missing.

White jade tea thought about it, and there were still two door gods missing.

He cut several sheets of paper in a hurry on the spur of the moment, thinking about what to draw early on. After writing, White jade tea quickly drew what he was thinking.

"Master, why did you draw a dog? Isn't this the Year of the Rabbit?" Mo Shulin approached and saw the picture, his face full of doubts.

When Mo Shulin specially cut different styles of red paper from White jade tea, he discovered that White jade tea had a new idea. But he didn't want to affect White jade tea's interest, so he didn't come over to take a look until White jade tea put away the pen.

"This is a rabbit." White jade tea narrowed her eyes, affirming.

He obviously felt that the cartoon rabbit he drew was quite similar, but the writing was a little shaky and the lines were crooked.

"But..." Mo Shulin pointed to the pair of short and fat ears, and wanted to ask something, but met White jade tea's expression of "I'm very angry, I don't want to talk to you", Mo Shulin fell silent .

Mo Shulin wanted to make amends by complimenting White jade tea, but he couldn't do anything against his will, so he left silently in the end.

Master said it was a rabbit or a rabbit.

Only a harmonious New Year can make money.

Mo Shulin was a little worried. He went out to sell couplets in two days, and others thought the rabbit was a dog. What kind of expression would his master have

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