Fang Fang opened her eyes wide and watched Lin Caiwei draw the talisman seriously.
Lin Meimei used the same method as Qin Feng, first mastering the pattern drawing method of the spirit talisman. She was very accomplished in painting and could draw those seemingly complicated patterns with just one glance.
Then, she directed her spiritual power through the pen barrel and directly to the tip of the pen.
The pen barrel made a slight crackling sound, and she quickly retracted 20% of her spiritual power. Fortunately, there were only small cracks on the pen barrel, which had no impact on the overall situation.
She held her breath and slowly lowered the pen. Just when the tip of the pen was about to touch the paper, the pen suddenly broke and flew out with the tip of the pen, hitting the opposite wall, leaving a ball of red cinnabar. print.
Miss Lin blushed, threw away half of the pen holder in her hand, and picked up the second wolf-hair pen.
Fang Fang advised from the side: "Failure is the mother of success. It's just a waste of a pen. Sister Weiwei, don't take it to heart. Just be more calm this time."
Qin Feng, who was standing on the other side, said nothing and looked thoughtfully at the wolf-hair pen in her hand.
This time, she took three deep breaths before slowly injecting spiritual power into the pen, reaching the tip of the pen, and the writing speed was slower than before.
The pen barrel was not cracked and the pen tip remained motionless. However, the moment it came into contact with the paper, the yellow paper was directly penetrated by the force of the pen and quickly bunched together. The pen was fine and the paper was useless.
"One more piece." Fang Fang handed over a new piece of paper.
"Well, it only takes three, and we will definitely succeed this time." Miss Lin said confidently.
However, this "accident" was more serious. The pen force once again penetrated the paper. Then she became nervous, and the entire pen tube burst, and the wolf hairs with cinnabar were scattered in all directions.
All three of them were not spared. They were all covered in red dots, and there were also red dots on the surrounding walls and ceiling.
"This seems to have failed again." Qin Feng asked with a bitter look on his face.
Beauty Lin looked sad. She firmly believed that she was more than one level above Qin Feng in terms of painting and cultivation. However, because Mao could succeed, her aunt failed three times in a row.
Fang Fang wiped her face, her hands were covered with cinnabar, and said: "I have to wash my face first, Weiwei, don't worry, failure is nothing, I believe you will succeed."
Miss Lin turned to look at Qin Feng and said coquettishly: "How did you succeed? Tell me why I failed one after another."
Young Master Qin chuckled, pointed at his face and said, "If you want to know, then give me a kiss first."
"I hate it. Are you going to tell me or not?" Miss Lin began to stamp her feet.
"I'll tell you after a kiss." He looked extremely YD.
Miss Lin was eager to know the answer, and regardless of her shyness, she stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him on the face, then quickly returned to her original position: "You can talk now."
He made enough gestures and said slowly and leisurely: "The answer is, I don't know why it succeeded."
"Okay, you lied to me again."
"Hahaha, you took the bait willingly, I didn't force you."
"Don't run, stop and let me beat you up."
"No, if you don't have the strength to beat me up, why not try again? You're so smart, you can definitely do it."
This kind of flattery in disguise is still very effective. At least Miss Lin won't chase Qin Feng.
But the result was that six or seven wolf hairs were all wasted, and countless yellow forms were wasted. She failed even once. Fang Fang, who was originally planning to try it herself, saw this and gave up her original idea.
In her opinion, even Lin Caiwei couldn't handle it, let alone herself.
As for how Young Master Qin succeeded, they concluded that he stepped on a banana peel and got lucky.
In response, Qin Feng blew his beard for a while and stared for a while.
"You are just envious, jealous, and can't bear to see others doing better than you." Young Master Qin began to preach to the two girls: "This is not good. It has always been a good tradition of our Qin family to be kind. You must be married. The chicken follows the chicken and the dog follows the dog's consciousness..."
"I will make you kind and enlightened..."
Mei Hui stood behind him, holding a large cushion in her hand, and said while hitting him on the head: "I asked you to use the holding charm. I stared at it for nearly two hours, and now it feels sour and bitter. Let’s see if you still dare to…”
Young Master Qin ran away with his head in his arms, while defending himself: "I really didn't mean it, it was an accident, okay?"
"Accident, why did you use me as a test subject? You still ran away and asked me to beat you to death."
Seeing this scene, Miss Lin's depression disappeared, and she and Fang Fang started laughing together.
Qin Feng thought to himself while hiding, if I don't fight back, I will deal with your girl at night. I will make you unable to get out of bed tomorrow and see how you go to work.
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Pingyuan City Police Headquarters, Special Operations Group.
In He Muqing's office, she frowned after reading a note, then raised her head and asked: "Is the news true? It seems a bit incredible."
Roman replied: "The information is absolutely true. It was provided by one of my former insiders. He has never made any mistakes. With the destruction of his family, he lost his source of income and had to rely on me again. It is impossible that the first piece of information was false. "
Leader He frowned: "That's strange. The Lich clan has no enmity against Qin Feng... He was the god of death at that time. But the Lich is a very independent race and has no habit of standing up for others. Why are you looking for trouble with Qin Feng?"
"It's hard to say." Roman didn't know why, so he suggested: "Should we inform Qin Feng? I estimate that the lich that came to trouble him this time must be higher than the God of Death. If he hadn't prepared in advance, You might suffer a loss."
Leader He's eyes lit up: "That's great. Zhengchou can't find a way to punish him. That kid is so bad. He has the same military rank as me. It's necessary to make him suffer a little."
Of course Roman knew that this would relieve his resentment, but he still said: "After all, it would be unkind not to inform him when he is a colleague."
"Don't worry, he won't die." Leader He said with a smile: "There is an immortal instructor secretly protecting him, and he also met a beautiful cultivator. If he is in danger, will these two people stand by and watch?"
The beautiful manager thought about it for a while and realized the same thing, "Haha, then don't tell him."
Leader He nodded several times: "For the arrogant guy, he should be made to suffer a little, otherwise his tail will not be raised to the sky. By the way, Manman, don't tell Xiaojing about this. That girl has nothing to do with Qin Feng." She is simply dead-set, and I haven’t seen her become a cultivator until now. It’s obvious that she lost her wife and lost her army.”
The beautiful manager's face darkened: "Boss, can you please stop calling me Manman? Such a name will make me think of a certain soul involuntarily."