Early the next morning, not only Manager Lin, but everyone in Huixiang Curie noticed that Zhang Xiaohan was a little different from usual. Excited with calmness and confidence, no longer always half-bowed head, facing the morning sun, the little face was gilded with a layer of brilliance.

Steward Lin's heartbeat missed a beat.

Could it be that she succeeded?

Zhang Xiaohan knelt on the bluestone slab in a decent manner, kowtowed to say goodbye, and after doing it for more than ten days in a row, Zhang Xiaohan felt that he was not as stressful as the first day. Man is really a strange animal, if in the previous life, the knife pressed on the neck would not be able to kneel, but here, it is like a stream.

Zhang Xiaohan despised himself while not doing it in a bad manner, and if he couldn't bear it, he would make a big plan, and now he has no ability to protect himself, and the pride of his previous life can only be lost in his previous life.

"Get up." The second young lady's voice floated out faintly from the room, and everyone still stood up respectfully, and then saluted Steward Lin, so there was no need to kneel.

Steward Lin waved his hand, his gaze swept over everyone's faces, and stayed on Zhang Xiaohan's face.

The crowd in the courtyard that was about to disperse all stood still, everyone subconsciously looked at Zhang Xiaohan, and saw her meet the gaze of Steward Lin, took a step forward, took out a piece of rune paper from her arms, handed it over with both hands, and said respectfully: "Steward Lin, this rune paper has not turned into ashes, can you show it?" ”

It's done? How could someone become, envious and surprised, with a refusal to believe, so the love of a qiē is responsible, all focused on that pair of slender hands, holding the talisman.

The strange symbols outlined by the blood-red cinnabar jumped on the paper, and a faint spiritual power flowed in it, it was a fireball talisman, really a fireball talisman.

"Steward Lin, the slave didn't dare to slack off in the past ten days, and wasted more than three hundred pieces of rune paper to make this fireball talisman." Seeing that Steward Lin was staring at the talisman in his hand in surprise, Zhang Xiaohan had to remind him tactfully.

"Ah, ah, not much, not much." Steward Lin suddenly took the talisman from Zhang Xiaohan's hand, and said as if he had woken up from a dream: "What, three hundred? ”

Too much? Or is it less? Zhang Xiaohan couldn't figure it out, but nodded steadily.

"Okay, okay." Steward Lin looked at the talisman in his hand excitedly, then looked up at the maids around him, and said sternly: "Keep your mouth shut, understand?" ”

agreed in unison, and without waiting for the girl to retreat, Steward Lin said softly to Zhang Xiaohan: "Wait." Turning around and entering the upper room, the second lady had already heard a qiē in the room, reached out and took the talisman in Steward Lin's hand and looked at it, and the two of them whispered in unison: "Close to the middle grade." ”

They glanced at each other and saw shock on each other's faces.

As soon as Steward Lin entered the main room, Zhang Xiaohan noticed that his sleeve was grabbed, and Eleven looked at her with envy: "Ninth sister, you are going to be a talisman maker." Eleven also wants to be a talisman maker, Ninth Sister, you teach me. ”

Zhang Xiaohan looked at Eleven in embarrassment, and she didn't understand why it was so difficult for the people here to look at simple things: "I am just like Steward Lin said, I am familiar with the symbol of the fireball talisman first, and then control the spiritual power evenly." ”

Eleven said hurriedly: "I'm proficient, I can draw with my eyes closed, but I can't control my spiritual power, it's either fast or slow, especially when those circles are bent." ”

Then his eyes lit up, he looked at Zhang Xiaohan with a blank look, and said expectantly: "Ninth sister, you must have a good way, don't you?" Definitely, isn't it? ”

Zhang Xiaohan stared at Eleven for a while, looked at her eyes full of anticipation, and shook his head: "The control of spiritual power, I can't say it well, it's just ...... It's just ......" I really don't understand, I don't think it's difficult, how do I explain it to Eleven?

Eleven's face gradually showed a disappointed expression, and he grabbed Zhang Xiaohan's sleeve and shook it: "Ninth sister, you are already the first person to make a talisman, even if you teach me, the reward of one or two silver is yours, I just want to draw a fireball talisman, I will not compete with you for the position of the talisman master." ”

Zhang Xiaohan was stunned, a girl who is only ten years old at eleven years old, like everyone else, grew up in a closed environment, she wants to draw a fireball talisman, and there is nothing wrong with wanting to become a talisman maker, the problem is that she can't satisfy her.

She shook her head slowly: "I'm sorry......"

Eleven let go of her hand in disappointment and looked at Zhang Xiaohan in disbelief, she refused to sue her, she didn't believe her.

The courtyard was quiet, Zhang Xiaohan gradually felt a hostile gaze, she smiled bitterly in her heart, it was not that she refused to teach them, but I really don't know how to say it, the control of spiritual power is really like what Elder Zhang said, it can only be understood but not spoken.

"What are you all doing standing here?" Steward Lin's stern voice came.

The girls immediately lowered their heads and scattered.

"Zhang Qingjiu, come with me." Steward Lin didn't seem to see the surprised and jealous faces of the other girls in the yard, and turned around and walked towards the backyard.

Zhang Xiaohan quietly followed behind, guessing Steward Lin's intentions.

In the large room in the backyard, Steward Lin personally laid a blank rune paper on the table: "You can try it." ”

Zhang Xiaohan was shocked, and made talismans in person, and his success rate was ...... Looking up, he didn't hide the doubt on his face.

Steward Lin stood motionless and did not explain anything.

There is nothing to explain, she has to see with her own eyes how Zhang Xiaohan makes talismans before reporting to his wife.

Without waiting for any answer, Zhang Xiaohan took a deep breath, stepped forward, reached out to pick up the talisman pen, stared at the talisman paper in front of him, and was silent for a while before dipping it in cinnabar.

Zhang Xiaohan didn't know that the moment she held the talisman pen and dipped it in cinnabar, she seemed to have changed as if she had changed into a person, her eyes were full of pride and confidence, and she poured spiritual power into the talisman pen a little, and suddenly she felt free.

Even if you are confident, you can't succeed in one, absolutely not.

Successfully making a fireball talisman is easy for Zhang Xiaohan, and failure is even easier, as long as you increase the output of spiritual power on the rune paper, there is no need to fake it, if it is done, it is a fluke - it is estimated that it will not be successful, and when you usually try, you already know the critical point of spiritual power output.

At this time, trying it a few more times just consumed the spiritual power in her body, and it did not affect her cultivation during the day, like flowing water, Zhang Xiaohan's skillful movements and confident expression made Steward Lin think that she would succeed.

It's a pity that the tip of the pen suddenly stagnated, the rune paper jumped to the ground, and the spiritual power bound in the cinnabar suddenly dispersed, and in an instant, the rune paper became a piece of light ash.

This flaw Zhang Xiaohan didn't do it intentionally, she frowned, why can't she do it? Once the output of spiritual power exceeds that critical value, the rune pen will feel stagnant, and only a little bit of it is undetectable, and the spiritual power will lose control, and the rune paper will turn into ashes.