"Stop barking, I don't want you to do anything!" Wang Xuan patted the dog's head and said, "I just want to take some hair from your tail."
"Getting hair? Why are you taking my hair?" The dog was stunned. If it was just a little hair, it wouldn't matter. It would grow out anyway.
"I want to make a writing brush. I want to draw talismans. How can I use an ordinary writing brush? Even if I don't have a magic brush, at least I need to use some spiritual materials!" As he said this, Wang Xuan pulled out a handful of hair from the dog's tail. It hurt.
The dog growled.
After breaking free from Wang Xuan's hand, Gouzi turned to look at the tip of his bald tail. He looked at Wang Xuan with a look of resentment and said, "People use wolf hairs to make brushes. Why are you picking my hair? Even though I look like
Wolf, but after all, I am a dog, do you want to be a dog-hair pen!"
"What the hell!" Wang Xuan's face twitched, it was so ugly, "Can you please pull it off, it has nothing to do with what you look like? The wolf hair is not made from the hair on the wolf's tail, but from the weasel.
It’s terrible to be uneducated!”
Wang Xuan mocked and got up and left. Gouzi was so angry that he was shaking all over. Gouzi expressed his disgust at this behavior of throwing the bowl after eating. Nie Xiaoqian looked aside and covered her mouth and laughed.
She felt that this kind of Wang Xuan was flesh and blood, hundreds of times better than that kind of old scholar who behaved in a rigid manner.
Anyway, whatever Wang Xuan does now, she feels so handsome.
When Wang Xuan returned to the room, he didn't start making the magic pen immediately. He still had to wait for Mi Fang to send other materials. Among them, he chose peach wood for the pen barrel, but he just wanted to see if he could get a hundred-year-old or a thousand-year-old.
Before Mi Fang sent the materials, he had to sort out all the information about making talismans. These days, after consuming a lot of luck, Wang Xuan upgraded his level to the second level of Qi training, so that the quality of his spiritual power could be improved.
Extremely high, there is no problem in refining this kind of elementary talisman seal. What is needed is more experience in making talismans.
Before nightfall, Mi Fang came in a hurry, bringing dozens of peach wood slices, a piece of peach tree heart that was hundreds of years old, and dozens of kilograms of cinnabar. He was very attentive to the girl's condition.
Before starting to practice making talismans in seclusion, Wang Xuan specifically told Mi Fang some things to do.
"There is one hundred gold here. Please help me with some things. During this time, I want to focus on sister Zhen'er's condition." Wang Xuan pointed to the gold on the ground and said to Mi Fang.
For a big man, one pound is twenty taels, which is the same as a kilogram. Fortunately, Wang Xuan didn't take any silver with him before he left the daimyo. Now for the big man, silver is just a valuable item and does not have the property of currency.
Mi Fang was stunned. One hundred gold was only one million. He didn't care about it. But he didn't expect that Wang Xuan would bring so much gold with him when he went out. By the way, where did he put his gold before?
"There are two things in total. Find those rangers and so on. Manshan Yang County will publicize to me that 'the divine dog appears in the world and brings auspiciousness from heaven', along with my name, Wang Xuan and Wang Zaizhi, and the Pang family
The attempt to rob the 'sacred dog' led to the destruction of the master's family. The second incident was Dian Wei's murder. It was necessary to highlight Dian Wei's image of avenging his brothers without hesitation, hating evil as much as hatred, and being a chivalrous and righteous person. There was no need to be afraid of spending money.
Let me do my best to spread the word."
Killing someone is not a problem in the Han Dynasty. As long as your reason is fair and upright, defensible, consistent with loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and righteousness, and has enough publicity, then there will be no problem.
This is an era in which the world is governed by moral principles. People pay great attention to faith, kindness, and reputation. This is fundamentally different from the era of moral deficiencies in later generations that laughed at the poor but not at prostitution.
Killing for the monarch, killing for your parents, killing for the country, or killing for brothers and friends is not a problem. Countless people will try their best to help you get rid of your guilt.
What's more, there is an idiom from the military strategist Wu Qi, "Kill his wife to seek a general." It describes a very resolute attitude and firm determination, and the meaning is equivalent to "burning the cauldron and sinking the boat." However, after entering modern times, it was forcibly changed to pursue fame. Profit justifies the means.
Sima Qian's "Historical Records, Biography of Sun Tzu Wu Qi": "The people of Qi attacked Lu, and Lu wanted to raise Wu Qi. Wu Qi married a Qi girl, but Lu was suspicious of her. Wu Qi wanted to be famous, so he killed his wife to show his disapproval of Qi. Lu's soldiers thought General, general, attack them all and defeat them."
Coincidentally, Liu Bei killed his wife to entertain guests. When Liu Bei was running away from Xuzhou, the hunter Liu An specially killed his wife and cut her flesh for Liu Bei to eat in order to entertain Liu Bei. When Liu Bei left the next day, he saw it and sighed, how virtuous he was. How could he receive such courtesy? After Cao Cao heard Liu Bei tell him about this incident, he specially gave him a hundred gold to commend Liu An for killing his wife and entertaining guests.
In the Tang Dynasty, Zhang Xun's "murder of his wife and his wife" was recorded in "The Biography of Loyalty and Righteousness" and "Old Tang Book", and became a model figure who inspired future generations.
In addition, let’s not talk about cooking rice and serving rice. This guy is called Yi Ya, and he is known as the ancestor of chefs!
Anyway, in ancient times, abandoning a wife and children was not a derogatory term... Liu Bang's behavior was similar to Liu Bei's idea that brothers are like brothers and women are like clothes. In ancient times, this was called political correctness, and women's social status was so low.
But in modern society, this behavior has been characterized as an inhumane and cruel behavior. In the final analysis, it is caused by the progress of society, the great abundance of materials and the rise of women's social status.
This is the most typical example of how time has changed and the world has changed.
Mi Fang nodded. This kind of thing is not a big problem for the Mi family. They have shops everywhere, and they have made more friends with these rangers. As long as they spend a little money, this kind of thing can be solved quickly. Spread throughout Shanyang County and even more places.
"Young Master Wang, you don't have to be like this. This kind of trivial matter is all taken care of by me, Mi Fang." Mi Fang didn't have confidence when talking about other things, but when it came to money, he just thought hehe!
Wang Xuan raised his eyebrows. Damn it, I've always used money to throw money at people, but today it's the other way around. "No, you have to take it. I, Wang Xuan, am a person who is short of money. You look down on me, right?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mi Fang was stunned. She did not expect that Wang Xuan, who had always taken everything indifferently, would also be angry when he was angry. She was a little overwhelmed for a moment.
"Okay, just take it if I ask you to. Just help me a little more when the time comes. After all, your Mi family has a wide range of channels, which I am very grateful for." Wang Xuan showed the aura of a superior. Come on, Mi Fang subconsciously bent down slightly, obediently picked up the gold on the ground and turned away.
It wasn't until he walked out of Wang Xuan's courtyard that he realized what he was doing, and then he shook his head secretly. He really couldn't envy this kind of commanding momentum.
After telling Mi Fang about this matter, Wang Xuan felt relieved. In fact, Wang Xuan always felt that the Mi family would make money instead of spending money. Although money is not a panacea, it is at least 9999. The so-called money can buy
If you don't know your background, you are just talking nonsense, and you still haven't found the trick to spend money.
If it were Wang Xuan himself, he would not simply spend money on building bridges and paving roads, but would use money to build the largest publicity channel in the world.
In the Han Dynasty, filial piety was emphasized in governing the country. They would look for filial people to support them, and then carry out vigorous publicity, preferably scholars, and then promote the other party crazily, and at the same time, they would be known to the world.
In addition, those scholars from aristocratic families who are in trouble, or who encounter difficulties of one kind or another, quietly show favors, and then madly publicize that as long as the investor rises, he must help the Mi family, otherwise, everyone in the world will
Everyone knows that he is not loyal enough, so even if he is pretending, he does this.
In this way, it is not difficult for the Mi family to get rid of their status as businessmen. Of course, any modern person understands the importance of mastering publicity channels, but in ancient times, especially in this period, it is all controlled by
In the hands of the gentry, the Mi family simply did not dare to think about this aspect.
Putting aside these messy things, Wang Xuan completely entered a state of seclusion. Apart from giving Mi Zhen internal energy twice a day in the morning and evening to stabilize her condition, he never left the room again.
First, he made a "dog hair pen", and then he started to practice the drawing method of the disease-repelling talisman over and over again.
There cannot be any mistakes or pauses, and there are fixed rules for which stroke to start first. There must be no mistakes in the stroke order.
This is just the basic requirement. After you are familiar with all these, it is a matter of injecting spiritual power into it. The spiritual power must not be interrupted from beginning to end. The input process must be stable and there must be no ups and downs.
This last point is a great test of the ability to control spiritual power, and this is just the lowest level of talisman and seal painting.
When it comes to more advanced talisman seals, not only do you have to draw combined runes, but also the process of inputting spiritual power needs to be high when it should be high and low when it should be low, which is even more annoying.
Wang Xuan completely mastered the simple practice of drawing talisman in more than half a day. This was due to the fact that he absorbed the soul fragments of the dog system. His spiritual consciousness was much stronger than in the current Qi refining period, and he could absorb any knowledge much faster.
few.
But when it came time to actually input spiritual power, he was stumped. Even though it had become instinctive for him to control the flow of internal energy, fortunately he had the foundation and became proficient much faster, at least compared to the pictures in his memory.
It's too fast.
After five days and nights, Wang Xuan finally felt that he was almost done, but he did not start drawing talisman immediately. Instead, he took a good sleep after washing up. Although meditation can replace sleeping, it can not only increase his power but also restore his energy.
, in comparison, sleeping can completely relax a person from body to mind.
As soon as he woke up, after eating and drinking enough, Wang Xuan took out the peach wood slices and dog hair pen that he had prepared in advance, took a deep breath to put himself in an ethereal state, raised his right hand, and applied ink prepared with cinnabar and other materials.
After that, I started painting on the peach wood pieces.
The whole movement was done in one go. At the last moment when he finished writing, a burst of flame shot up into the sky. Wang Xuan frowned slightly and reached out to hold down the flame.