As the saying goes, three women perform one drama.
In the living room, the three girls chatted happily and laughed constantly, so that Young Master Qin was reduced to the waiter serving tea and water, and getting snacks, and he was the kind who couldn't get a word in.
What went too far was that the three women told embarrassing things about him one after another.
Hey, hey, basing your own happiness on the pain of others is a very unethical behavior.
Of course, he was just complaining in his heart. If he dared to speak out, he would definitely be attacked by a group of people.
Finally having a chance to speak, he spoke as fast as he could: "Huihui, Fangfang, don't you have a lot of cultivation questions to ask Weiwei? Why don't you ask them quickly?"
Young Master Qin is self-taught, and he still doesn't understand many things. It can be said that the bottle is not half full, and the students he teaches have even more problems.
"Yes, Weiwei, let me ask you what this sentence means." Mei Hui thought: "However, if you deliberately study the essence, explore the subtleties, or recognize the true essence of the contract, you will be incomplete, so you can achieve success by taking action. …”
This is a sentence in "Tongxuan Gong". Not only Mei Hui, but also Fang Fang is stuck here.
As for how Qin Feng rushed over in the first place, he couldn't explain it himself.
Lin Caiwei began to explain to the two girls in detail, and soon they turned into little chicks nodding their heads, listening with gusto.
Then, Fang Fang and Mei Hui asked questions one after another. It was an insurmountable problem for them, but it was a piece of cake for Miss Lin.
Young Master Qin couldn't bear to disturb them, so he went to the restaurant alone. The clean dining table was large enough to draw talismans.
First, he laid a layer of drawing felt on the glass table, took out yellow paper, cinnabar and other materials, found a white porcelain plate, put the cinnabar in it, and then dissolved it with pure water. He picked up a langhao pen and started to splash ink. Already.
Ahem, actually using ghost painting symbols to describe it is more appropriate.
The Langhao brush was soaked in cinnabar. He took a deep breath, exhaled the turbid air in his chest, shouted "Okay", and then started writing.
His research on making talismans was limited to the last time he was in the woods and listened to the answers given by the beautiful lady Lin. He dared to draw talisman like this. His self-confidence was really not ordinary.
The three girls were attracted by that "ok" sound, which attracted all their attention.
"Brother Feng, what are you doing?" Fang Fang asked in confusion.
"Ghost-drawing talismans, they look very similar, Weiwei, what do you think?" Mei Hui also asked.
Miss Lin smiled and said: "Sister Huihui is right, it's just a ghost drawing amulet. I don't believe he can succeed. He has not used the most basic force penetration technique of drawing amulets at all."
But looking at Young Master Qin, the wolf-hair pen is turning left and right in his hand, thrust forward and backward, and it feels like a dragon is flying and a phoenix is dancing.
It's just that the three women don't think so. They prefer the word "fluttering", which is a more appropriate word to describe it.
The pen moved like a dragon and snake, and finally he lifted the pen holder upwards and said in a deep voice: "It's done."
Fang Fang grabbed Lin Caiwei's hand and said, "I won't let him get lucky. It's really done."
Miss Lin shook her head and said, "That is just a piece of waste paper. There is not a single trace of spiritual power fluctuations on it. It is difficult to deceive people who don't understand."
Qin Feng put down his pen, raised his head and said, "Weiwei, you are standing and talking without pain in your back. The pattern of a talisman is so complex. If you cannot master the coherent brushwork and complete it in one go, even if you have mastered the strokes, it will be a useless talisman." open."
"So, you are practicing patterns first." Miss Lin stood up from the sofa, and the three girls walked towards the restaurant together.
He shrugged: "You're right, for my next picture, I will use my spiritual power through the tip of my pen. Just wait and applaud me."
Cheering and sarcasm are enough.
Once again soaked in cinnabar, under the unbelieving eyes of the three women, the pen tip slowly moved towards the yellow paper. It took more than ten seconds for the pen tip to land on the paper at a distance of tens of centimeters. .
During this process, Qin Feng kept adjusting the amount of spiritual power. The pen barrel did not break, and the tip of the pen did not turn into flying hairs. He had a good grasp of the strength.
You must know that the intrusion of spiritual power will cause drastic changes in the molecules inside the object. Not to mention a penholder made of bamboo, even steel can be broken.
When the tip of the pen touched the paper, the strip of yellow paper vibrated obviously. He quickly reduced his spiritual power by 10%, and began to draw ghostly symbols regardless of whether the paper could bear it or not.
With the continuous movement of the pen, seemingly messy lines are formed on the paper to form a pattern.
Mei Hui and Fang Fang's eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
Although Lin Caiwei admired his control over spiritual power, she still didn't believe that he could succeed. If spiritual talismans could be drawn so easily, the world of cultivation would have been flooded with talismans.
Due to his concentration, his forehead was covered with sweat.
As the pattern continues to be perfected, the yellow paper becomes alive from the previously dead object, and fluctuations in spiritual power gradually occur.
As the last stroke was completed, he took a deep breath and asked without wiping his sweat: "Weiwei, did I succeed?"
The expression on Miss Lin's face was wonderful. Her big eyes were wide and round, and her small mouth was opened to the maximum extent. She covered her chest with one hand and supported the table with the other, muttering: "How can it be so simple?" ,impossible……"
Seeing her expression like this, Qin Feng knew that he had succeeded.
He picked up the charm and said with a smile: "It's not difficult at all. I only tried it once and it worked."
Mei Hui asked: "What kind of talisman is this thing you drew?"
"Fixing Talisman." Qin Feng answered and patted her shoulder: "Hey, let's try to see if it works."
Snap...
The charm was slapped on Mei Hui's right shoulder, and the pattern flashed. Then her expression became dull and her whole body became stiff.
"Huihui, are you still moving?" he asked.
At this time, except for her eyeballs, the beautiful CEO could not move anywhere else.
Lin Caiwei slapped him: "What are you doing? This kind of immobilization charm is very overbearing. The person who has been casted cannot regain freedom within an hour."
One hour, isn't that two hours?
the fat is in the fire.
Young Master Qin had a black look on his face. He quickly picked up Mei Hui and walked towards the sofa. He said, "Hui Hui, you have to believe me. I didn't mean it. I didn't know that a small piece of paper could be so lethal. Just lie down on the sofa and rest for two hours, and I'll tune in your favorite show, but we have to agree that you won't cause trouble to me when you regain your freedom."
The moment he put the beautiful CEO away, Miss Lin in the restaurant had already rolled up her sleeves. If Qin Feng could do it, there was no reason why she couldn't.
Fang Fang stood aside and was equally eager to try.