Chapter 6 Drawing Symbols
Qin Shuang was shocked. net
Although this face is much different from Chen Jiannan in his memory, he is younger and more immature.
But this face, he will never forget!
Although time and space have passed, he doesn't know what kind of world this is.
But less than a day has passed since the big battle with Chen Jiannan in his life.
Chen Jiannan is his enemy, and he is also his friend, his younger brother, who followed him to fight for the country of the Lower Dao Realm Alliance......
Qin Shuang was stunned.
The little beggar holding the broken bowl on the ground was also stunned.
"Uh...... You—Do you know me? ”
Qin Shuang looked at the young face carefully: "Your name is really Chen Jiannan?" ”
"Yes, I'm Chen Jiannan. Big brother, are you my relative? ”
Chen Jiannan's eyes lit up.
There was a bitter smile on the corner of Qin Shuang's mouth, and he shook his head slightly: "No." ”
As he spoke, Qin Shuang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, and turned to leave.
"Big brother, big brother...... How do you know me......"
Chen Jiannan was still shouting in the back, Qin Shuang had already left.
In Qin Shuang's heart, whether this Chen Jiannan was the one he once knew, it was just a coincidence, he didn't want to follow the old path again.
He still remembered that the Chen Jiannan he knew thousands of years ago was also such a little beggar, and he took him in when he was desperate.
From then on, he was looking at him.
The two are like close comrades-in-arms, creating the world and fighting the world together!
Until the establishment of the Dao Realm Alliance, Qin Shuang was very relieved to hand over the Dao Realm Alliance to Chen Jiannan to manage.
And he devoted himself to cultivation, and devoted himself to how to deal with Zhang Yuanbin......
That's it!
Even if this life is just a copy of the previous life, Qin Shuang will definitely not follow the old path again.
In the future, whether Chen Jiannan can get ahead, or fall into the demon path again, it is all his business.
The revenge of the previous life has been avenged, and in the face of this unkempt little beggar, Qin Shuang can't mention his hatred.
All he can do is forget and welcome his new life!
Back at the shop, Du San was about to settle accounts and leave.
"Xiao Qin, you can stay in the store tonight, if there are customers who come to buy something in the middle of the night, the price list is all in the book, you can sell it according to it." The cash box is here, and there is some change in it. You can get ten dollars in it every night for a late-night snack...... If you spend too much, ...... will be deducted from your salary."
Du San narrowed his eyes and briefly explained to Qin Shuang.
Listening to Du San, the business of the small shop at night is sometimes good.
And he was the only one in this store, and Du San's experience was also limited, so he had no choice but to close at night.
"Third uncle, you can go with confidence." Qin Shuang said.
"Rest assured...... Go? Du San smiled bitterly, "Boy, it's terrifying here at night, be careful not to scare you to death!" ”
As he spoke, Du San snorted lightly and left with his hands behind his back.
Qin Shuang felt a little strange.
He always felt that this Du San was not so simple......
said that he would go to work at eight o'clock, because Qin Shuang came early, and Du San left before seven o'clock.
But fortunately, this funeral supply store does not have as many customers as a grocery store.
From seven to nine o'clock in the evening, Qin Shuang sat behind the counter for more than two hours.
No one came in at the open gate, and gradually there were fewer pedestrians on the street.
Qin Shuang smiled bitterly and shook his head.
I'm really stupid.
In the funeral supplies industry, even if the business is good, how many can there be in a day?
Instead of sitting here, it is better to take advantage of this time to exercise more.
Just do it!
Walking out of the shop, looking up at the night sky that had already darkened, and the endless desolation at the door of the shop......
It's a good environment.
At least it's quiet, no one disturbs it, and it's suitable for cultivation.
Now, even if Qin Shuang has a lot of advanced cultivation techniques in his memory, his body is not as strong as he is, and it is useless to repair the best exercises.
It's still about exercising.
At the beginning, Qin Shuang only trotted in front of the small shop.
Full, he found some heavier weights, such as slabs and bricks, to exercise his arm strength......
This practice is two or three hours.
His thin body soon sweated like rain, and he was so tired that he was panting.
The two catties of meat eaten in the evening are estimated to be almost consumed.
There are only a limited number of things that can be bought at this time, not to mention a subsidy of only ten yuan for supper.
Helpless, Qin Shuang only took ten yuan and bought instant noodles and ham sausages.
After you've eaten a lot, keep exercising.
He practiced until the second half of the night, and his body was almost unbearable.
After all, his body is too thin, and his perseverance is strong enough to hold on to it until now.
Tiredness came and I was a little sleepy.
Looking at the paper figures, paper horses, wreaths and other things in the small shop, they were colorful and gloomy, and Qin Shuang smiled bitterly again.
He used to be the leader of the Dao Realm Alliance, but now he can't even see a ghost.
There should be a way......
Looking around, Qin Shuang soon found what he was looking for.
Cinnabar!
Funeral supplies store, although cinnabar is not a necessity, there is still a small packet.
Subsequently, Qin Shuang rummaged everywhere again, finding a bundle of yellow mounted paper, a wolf pen, and a coagulated cockscomb blood meal.
Qin Shuang's eyes couldn't help but shine!
How many years have you not drawn a talisman?
Especially this entry-level spell that doesn't require spiritual power......
Qin Shuang couldn't remember, and he didn't even have much impression of what kind of drawing method he wanted to draw.
But when Fu Shui and the cut yellow mounted paper were spread on the table, Qin Shuang, who lifted the pen, put down the pen like a divine help.
A few strokes, a basic spell......
Yang Fu! It's already been drawn.
Looking at the spells that had been drawn on the table, Qin Shuang sighed.
This feeling is very nostalgic!
He couldn't find the drawing of the spell in his memory, but he didn't know that the spell had become a part of his memory......
Yang Charm is the most basic charm that can be used to enhance Yang Qi.
Immediately, Qin Shuang began to draw the second kind of spell......
Yin Charm!
As the name suggests, a yin charm is a charm that can enhance a person's yin energy.
As long as people's yin qi is heavy, they can also see ghosts.
Both the Yang and Yin charms are the simplest and most basic talismans.
These two kinds of charms have limited power, but they don't require spiritual power, and they belong to the things used by ordinary little Taoist priests.
After drawing the Yin Talisman, Qin Shuang immediately used one for himself.
After raising the Yin Qi, he began to scan the small shop.
However, the result made Qin Shuang very disappointed.
The shop was empty, except for those paper figures and paper horses, which were a little scary, there were really no ghosts......
It seems that Uncle Du is just scaring people.
Just when Qin Shuang was about to go to the street, wanting to see if there were many ghosts here.
The shop has finally had a customer come in!