He Yilong couldn't help but feel restless when he thought that there were still two days left, "I'll stop her tomorrow morning!"
"Well, today is Thursday, which is actually tomorrow. I need to prepare something. You'd better persuade your sister-in-law to go back with us on Saturday," Ning Chen said.
If it weren't for the fact that he had to buy yellow paper, brushes and cinnabar tomorrow, and draw a talisman to save him from trouble, Ning Chen would have wanted to take He Yilong and Liu Shanshan to Quan City early tomorrow morning.
"It looks like I'm going to be absent from class again tomorrow. Fortunately, it's not an important class and the teacher won't call on me. I'm so lucky."
He Yilong and the others thought that what Ning Chen wanted to prepare were silver needles, Chinese medicine and the like, so they didn't ask any more questions. They all nodded in agreement. Seeing that it was already very late, they went to bed to rest. But this night,
Everyone has something on their mind, but in fact no one has a good rest.
The next day, He Yilong went out early to block Liu Shanshan. Ning Chen was going to explain yesterday's incident to the class teacher first. Explaining it clearly as soon as possible was also a matter of attitude.
Maybe Ning Chen has a better attitude and is usually a good student. The class teacher didn't make things difficult for him. He just said a few words to him and asked him to concentrate on his studies and not to relax just because his senior year was about to graduate. Then he let him go.
gone.
In China, almost every city has a City God's Temple, where all the most traditional things can be purchased.
This is the first time for Ning Chen to come to the Chenghuang Temple in Xia City. “The traditions here in Fujian Province are also well preserved. It seems that the trip was not in vain.”
In fact, drawing talisman does not have to be yellow paper and cinnabar. The key point is the circulation of Qi when drawing the talisman, the rhythm of drawing the talisman and the aura structure of the rune. Ning Chen can draw the talisman even with a piece of A4 paper and ordinary ink, but after all
The soul storage effect of yellow paper is better, and the spiritual energy runs more smoothly in cinnabar. If possible, Ning Chen would not make do with it.
After visiting several stores, Ning Chen finally found the best yellow paper and cinnabar in a store called "Fuyu Zhai".
"Sir, you have really good taste. The yellow paper and cinnabar in our store are all customized from time-honored workshops. They are different from the factory goods in other stores. The yellow paper comes from the old Liu family in Jiangxi, and the cinnabar is made from Hunan red sand.
Our products are all handmade by time-honored brands, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed!”
"I can see this." Ning Chen said with a smile.
The clerk was about to brag again, but Ning Chen saw that there was another place for customers to rest in the store. It was in the corner of the store. There was an Eight Immortals table and several bonsais next to it, which almost created a small world.
This place is very quiet, and the lobby hardly affects it. Ning Chen's eyes light up, it's just the right place to draw the talisman, so he doesn't have to go to the hotel to get a room.
Ning Chen Huifu needed a quiet place. He was originally planning to find a hotel and open an hourly room.
"It seems like this money can be saved." Ning Chen picked up the yellow paper, cinnabar, brush and inkstone he just bought, and said to the clerk, "I can stay in your store for a while and borrow that place to write.
Want something?"
"Of course, it's up to you." This customer had just bought something worth a few hundred yuan, so it was no problem to stay in the store for a while. Besides, that place was originally a place for the boss to entertain guests and for customers to rest.
Ning Chen came to the Eight Immortals table and looked at the surveillance camera in the store but couldn't see it. So he unfolded the yellow paper and made two random gestures with his sword fingers. In an instant, a large piece of yellow paper turned into dozens of thirty-fold sheets.
Ning Chen collected ten large and small talisman papers into a pile, leaving only one on the table. Then he poured the cinnabar into the inkstone and added some water to grind it.
After getting ready, Ning Chen picked up the brush and covered it with cinnabar. He pondered for a while, his eyes flashed with light, and the aura was contained in the tip of the brush, and he had already started to draw the "talisman for crossing evil".
There are a total of seventy-nine paintings and thirty-six aura nodes in "The Talisman of Overcoming Disaster". It took Ning Chen about fifteen minutes to draw it from beginning to end.
When Ning Chen was halfway through the painting, a middle-aged man walked in.
"Hello, boss." The clerk who greeted Ning Chen just now greeted the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man nodded and was about to go upstairs. He happened to pass by Ning Chen not far away. He caught a glimpse of Ning Chen's serious look from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but
Curious, I stopped and turned around to observe.
Ning Chen's face was solemn, his concentration was calm, his hand holding the brush was as steady as a mountain, but he wrote very slowly. It took almost four or five breaths to finish writing a stroke from beginning to end, which took more than ten seconds.
"Boss, this gentleman just..." The clerk saw the middle-aged man stop and watch, and hurriedly came over to say something, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man with a wave of his hand, and then sent away.
When the middle-aged man stopped and turned around, Ning Chen had already noticed that he had noticed him, but it was the critical moment to draw the talismans. Since he did not come forward to disturb him, Ning Chen ignored him and continued to draw the talismans.
A few minutes later, Ning Chen finished the last stroke, and the entire talisman instantly emitted a light, and then immediately stopped, but the middle-aged man happened to be looking at it.
A strange light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. When he saw Ning Chen put away his pen, he immediately stepped forward and stretched out his right hand towards Ning Chen. He said with a smile, "My little brother has good skills. His hands are steady and his writing is strong. Let's get to know each other. I'm here.
The boss of Fuyuzhai, Huang Degong."
Only then did Ning Chen have time to look at the middle-aged man. He was tall and muscular, wearing a decent casual suit, with an angular face and a calm expression. At first glance, he looked like a successful man who regularly works out. His smile could make little girls scream.
The cool and handsome uncle type.
"Hello, Mr. Huang, Ning Chen, I'm still a student." Ning Chen stretched out his hand to shake Huang Degong's hand, and also noticed Huang Degong's expression. He knew that Huang Degong had seen the glow of the talisman just now, and he was afraid that he was already in his heart at this time.
He has the image of a mysterious master.
"Mr. Ning is really a promising young man. He has such calligraphy and painting skills at a young age." Huang Degong smiled and looked at the talismans on the table, "I didn't expect that he also studied Taoist talismans."
"You can draw pictures casually, don't take it seriously." Ning Chen said with a smile.
"Haha, Mr. Ning is being humble." He knew that the relationship was still shallow and he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, but he really wanted to have a relationship with Ning Chen. If he missed such a strange person, he would regret it to death. Huang Degong said with a smile, "Yes
Mr. Ning's visit has made the shop full of glory. In fact, I also like to collect some calligraphy and paintings, and I am also very interested in Taoist culture. It is almost noon. If Mr. Ning doesn't mind, I would like to invite Mr. Ning to have a casual dinner and chat casually.
Let’s chat and make friends.”
Huang Degong is obviously a successful person in Xiamen City, and he has also seen the magic of the "talisman for crossing evil". Naturally, Ning Chen has no idea of silencing him, and judging from Huang Degong's graceful face, he is not amassing wealth through evil ways.
The person who just saw the magic of Fu Lu is eager but not greedy. He is also a person who can be friends with. In this case, Ning Chen is naturally happy to make friends with Huang Degong and accumulate some connections for himself.