Chapter 452: Fu Xiu picks up his pen and paints what the person wishes.
Jiang Su did not take out the yellow talisman. Instead, he took out the magic weapon "Wan Qingsi" used to tie his hair behind him, and tied his legs and Dong Yexian's waist... together.
"Since your Excellency comes from the Zhang family in the Northern Territory, you must have been a person who understood etiquette and law in the past. The tone of your words now shows that your surname is Zhang."
I said you were rude, Lao Deng.
Jiang Su was a bit exhausted at the beginning because he was a dragster.
There were chuckles from all sides.
Suddenly there was a splashing sound near my feet.
Jiang Su could tell that a lot of spirit stones had rolled to her feet. She took a step back and said disgustedly: "Okay, you can smash Dong Yexian at my feet to death. After all, you are all from the north."
People from this area, how lonely you will be without a fellow countryman downstairs."
There were chuckles again from all sides.
"Little girl, what you said is quite interesting. But I don't know how to use my spiritual consciousness to pay attention to things like etiquette. They are all things that restrain living people."
"These spiritual stones are given to you as a price for me to lend you the talismans to look at. Don't worry, I have also been the head of the family. There are some things that she knows, but I may not know them."
This man's words were precise, and there was indeed a sense of pride in his words. This kind of conceit coming from the bones of a monk is the most difficult thing to play off.
Jiang Su's mind changed. Although she didn't know much about the Zhang family in the North Region, she could guess from this that there might be some differences in what each generation of Zhang family heads learned.
"Wait a minute, you said you were also the head of the family...are you Senior Sister Zhang's father?!!"
"..."
"What is your senior sister Zhang's name?"
"You don't know who the young master of the Zhang family is!?!" Jiang Su became suspicious of him again.
The last person who had a relationship with the protagonist was Liu Yunqing's father Liu Buyin on the first floor, and it turned out that this man had a heart-to-heart relationship with him.
What worries her the most in this black tower is this kind of... half-baked person.
"Actually, although our Zhang family's young master has always been chosen by the family head's descendants, there are also accidents, such as a particularly talented person taking the role, so..."
"So you've lost your memory, right?"
Jiang Su curled up the corners of her lips, and her eyebrows were straight but curved, like a successful little fox.
This person probably went crazy before his body was destroyed. When the demon cultivator went crazy, his mood changed drastically, his cognition reversed, and it was very possible that he lost part of his memory.
The fact that he can remember his surname Zhang is enough to show that his family is very important to him.
Now he still wants to recall more things in his family through other people's descriptions.
Jiang Su felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
She has never understood the feelings of family in the world of cultivation. No matter in this world or in this life, she is the only daughter, and the word family is far away from her.
The man's voice became softer and gentler, "Little girl, you are a smart kid. You can guess what I am doing. It seems that your senior sister also has some teachings for you."
"..." Jiang Su remained silent.
No, are all the men in their talisman cultivators so smart? What does my own intelligence have to do with your family members?! Aren’t I naturally smart?!
It seems that he is indeed a pure talisman cultivator.
You don't even need to show your wealth and pride to anyone. You can show it vividly in just a few words.
Jiang Su let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "My senior sister's name is Zhang Sheng. Now she has entered the largest sect in the Southern Territory. She is the senior sister of Fu Feng. Her name is Zhang Yunsheng."
"She is good at drawing talismans. She once used ordinary people's chicken blood to draw a high-grade yellow talisman and bought it to a trading company for millions of spiritual stones."
"She has high moral character and high prestige. Just beckoning in the master's sect can attract everyone to go to the mountains of swords and seas of fire for her."
"She has a sword-cultivating opponent who is born with a sword bone. Their cultivation skills are equally superior. Now they have formed a contract with each other and become Taoist companions, and they have agreed to cultivate immortality together."
"She is only a hundred years old now, and she already has Nascent Soul cultivation... If you have also been the head of the family, you can only be her father based on your age. If you are older, the spirit you brought
Stone Mountain…”
The girl in colorful clothes gently kicked a spiritual stone with her foot. With a random tap of her blind stick, the spiritual stone just flew up and fell into the palm of her hand.
"The spiritual energy of the spiritual stone will never be of this concentration. It will be diluted by half in a thousand years."
She raised her head again and said calmly: "Old Patriarch Zhang Mu, do you remember her?"
Jiang Su remembered that in the original work she had read, although Zhang Yunsheng was a rich woman with money, power and fame, her childhood life in the Zhang family was not easy.
She needs to learn all kinds of etiquette at home, and have her own temperament and deportment as a young master. She needs to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, have business ideas, know arithmetic, understand things, remember three hundred ancient books on talismans, and more.
To practice body skills.
She rarely saw her biological parents. She only knew that they lived in seclusion all year round and never saw her again after her birthday.
Her people regarded her as a giant sculpture, and gradually polished her into the most perfect head of the family according to their own hopes and expectations.
She wants to restrain herself and restore etiquette, she wants to be profound in cultivation, and she wants to be omnipotent.
Zhang Sheng was born a gentleman under Takeshita.
They are not creating the master of the house, they are creating the god in their heart.
There was silence all around, and the man seemed to be thinking seriously about it and recalling the past.
After a long time, he said a little apologetically: "Little girl, I let you down."
He didn't recall that child with a personality like a phoenix.
Jiang Su calmly said: "What do I expect? This is your business. How can I be disappointed?"
She admits that she has always been cold towards others.
His chuckles could be heard from all directions.
"I'm afraid not. You care about your senior sister very much. Otherwise, you wouldn't tell her in detail because of my status, let alone praise her in nine out of ten sentences."
"It seems that my junior is a very outstanding person. Even if you are trapped in the black tower, you will still be amazed when you mention her."
This man didn't even want to call Zhang Yunsheng by her name, let alone recognize her as his daughter.
He only said the word "younger generation".
Jiang Su crossed his legs and sat casually on the ground.
Dong Yexian let her play with him and was resting his neck on her calf at the moment.
"Little girl, show me her talisman. I only remember the talisman."
The girl in colorful clothes rubbed her fingers on the little dwarf's forehead, carefully stroking the fine and soft hair on his forehead, as if stroking a cute little animal that was sleeping soundly.
She waved her sleeves, and most of the yellow paper talismans were piled around her.
Under the silence, suddenly there was a rustling wind.
The yellow talisman beside Jiang Su unexpectedly turned into a fluttering butterfly at this moment, circling and flying around the two of her, and soon flew higher into the sky.
The yellow talismans are all in the shape of long strips, and the sound under the wind is like a red ribbon of prayer tied lightly on the top of a mountain. What is painted on it should not be a simple cinnabar talisman, it is the talisman's heart's desire at a certain moment.
She wanted to walk a thousand miles to see the mountains and rivers, and the Thousand Miles Talisman appeared accordingly.
She wants to burn away all evil spirits, use explosive sounds to destroy filth, and use explosive symbols to appear as she pleases.
She wants the weather to be smooth, all things to be in order, and the wind and rain talisman is born for people.
Talisman cultivators use their brush strokes to draw whatever the human heart desires. They are dressed in brocade clothes and jade belts, and have unique grace. They are the people who are most like the immortals and gods in the upper world.