The young man in white next to Kuangzhan took out paper and pen from his storage bag, placed them on the square table, and then stepped aside.
I picked up paper and pen and wrote down a dozen materials, all of which are common things on the market.
"Lei Tao, grab a copy of the things above and go back as soon as possible."
After taking the order, Lei Tao ran out quickly, and more and more people were watching. What happened just now was so thrilling, especially Liu Wuxie's sudden reversal, which caught people off guard.
The beating made Xiao Mingyi and others stunned for a while, completely in a state of confusion.
Lei Tao worked very efficiently. In less than one stick of incense, he bought all the things he needed. In addition to rice paper, there were also some paints and other things, which were neatly placed on the square table.
"Painting does not necessarily mean outlining one stroke at a time. There is another method: rubbing!"
I picked up the copper basin I bought, poured the paint into it, and mixed it. This made many people wonder what rubbing was.
Every step seemed ordinary and without any technical content, but everyone present watched it with gusto, fearing that they had missed a link.
Kuanglao locked his eyes tightly on Liu Wuxie's hands to avoid missing anything. He was in the spirit-washing realm and could have a photographic memory.
Rubbing is not a magical skill, they will understand after a while.


Chapter completed!