Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

as predicted.

The first talisman paper was stumbled by Meng Qingning's drawing. Although the strokes on the paper were not like dogs crawling, it could be seen that they were pieced together, and the strokes could not be connected. How could such a talisman be used?

It's just a piece of waste paper.

The little novice shook his head inwardly.

In fact, the master can directly give the talisman paper. Since he has decided to help, why not just draw it?

I really can't figure it out.

According to this benefactor, how long will she be able to draw successfully?
Meng Qingning didn't know what the little novice was thinking.

All she knew was that she wasn't discouraged, and she was already very satisfied that she didn't paint like a dog crawling for the first time.

After all, the strokes of the talisman are obscure and difficult to understand. She has to recognize and be familiar with them before she can write them out.

After drawing two pictures, Meng Qingning said to the little monk.

"Is there any ink? I think this cinnabar is wasted by me. I want to practice with ink first."

"Yes." Every day, the master often asks the young novice to practice calligraphy and calm down, so there is a set of the Four Treasures of the Study in the little novice's room.

He quickly turned around and fetched the Four Treasures of the Study, and placed them on another desk. Meng Qingning immediately went over and picked up the brush.

She drew one after another, seemingly indefatigable.

From the beginning when I didn't pick up the strokes, now I don't need to copy the drawing often, and I can write silently in my mind, but the speed is not fast enough, and I will pause occasionally.

The little novice was also watching curiously.

At first, the little novice saw that Meng Qingning's expression was normal. Seeing that her strokes were not neat, she even felt that his talent was not too bad.

Look, others are similar to him.

He just needs to practice slowly.

But one, two, ten, twenty.

Meng Qingning's writing speed became faster and faster, and the outlines between the strokes and the strokes were strung together. After thirty sheets, she could almost complete them in one go.

"Ah..." The little novice was stunned: "Benefactor, how did you do it?"

He had practiced for at least a whole month before he could do it in one go.

This benefactor is...

Meng Qingning blinked: "What's wrong?"

"The speed is so fast, I can remember everything so quickly."

"Maybe I have a better memory?"

"That's right." The little novice muttered, drawing this talisman, memory is also very important, his memory has never been very good, and the master once said that he is a bit stupid.

But I told him, it doesn't matter, not being able to remember is not a shortcoming, it's just that something is missing in his life, if he can't remember, then he can remember more than others, and over time, he will naturally become a talent.

He also said that this was tempered by God.

The little novice felt that what the master said was really good, so he believed it.

Meng Qingning drew several more in one go. After making sure that she would not waste the cinnabar and talisman paper, she said, "This is almost done. I'll go back and draw over there."

The little novice quickly followed and said, "Benefactor, you are really amazing."

"Don't praise me, I don't even know if I can draw and use it if I stay here."

She can draw it, but if she can't use it, no matter how good her memory is, what's the use?
So before writing, Meng Qingning asked the little novice in a low voice.

"Drawing this talisman, is there any trick you can teach me?"

The little novice thought for a while, and then said: "Master said that when drawing talismans, you need to be calm and calm, not to be disturbed by the outside world, and draw with the power of practice. The talisman paper drawn in this way will definitely be usable."

The power of practice?
Where does she know these things?

But first of all, the first thing to do is to concentrate and calm down.

Meng Qingning took a deep breath and closed her eyes, her mind slowly calmed down.

At first, she could still hear the sound of the wind blowing bamboo leaves in the forest, and the breathing of the people next to her. After she gradually calmed down, these sounds could not be heard at all.

The world seemed to be silent.

When she was about to write, she suddenly remembered the scene of her tragic death in her previous life. The car was falling rapidly, and her face and eyes were stained red with blood.

No, how could she think of these things at such a critical time.

Meng Qingning subconsciously shook her head, trying to get rid of these distracting thoughts.

But at that moment, she seemed to have developed a demon, those memories flowed in front of her eyes at high speed like images, the death of her father, the death of her mother, the death of Apin, and finally her own.

When she drew the talisman, Wei Jue was always by her side.

After seeing her concentrate and calm, Wei Jue also noticed that her face seemed to be much calmer, as if separated from the outside world.

But now...

Meng Qingning's breathing was obviously unstable, as if she was lost in her own thoughts, and sweat soon began to ooze from her white forehead.

Wei Jue was worried that something might happen to her, and when he wanted to lean over, a calm voice came from behind.

"Don't disturb her."

Wei Jue turned his head and saw Master Kong Jing walking in.

"Some things have to be let go." He said earnestly: "After all, those things are over, let her do it herself."

Wei Jue's fist hanging down his side was clenched again and again. He frowned and kept his eyes fixed on her face, fearing that something might happen to her.

Under such anxious waiting, Wei Jue's forehead was dripping with sweat.

It seemed that the person suffering was not Meng Qingning, but him.

Master Kong Jing watched this scene, couldn't hold back, and sighed in his heart.

It's a seed of infatuation.

It was the first time he had seen such a person after practicing for so long.

Actually, with his own will, he forcibly changed his fate. Originally, these two people... really had no fate at all.

There is no entanglement in the lifeline of the two of them.

Judging from their faces, the two of them actually only met once.

After that, in fact, there is no intersection.

Both of them have their own destiny.

But he was forcefully forced by himself.

In the past, Master Kong Jing felt that things like horoscopes were written long ago, so how could it be so easy to change them?But after seeing this pair, I was also shocked.

It can only be said that this man's will is strong.

Of course, girls are not weak either.

As he was thinking, Meng Qingning's tightly frowned eyebrows were slowly flattening down, and then returned to normal. The cold sweat on her body was dripping slowly, and no new ones broke out.

Apparently, she has passed this level.

Master Kong Jing nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that these two children are still very intelligent, but unfortunately, they are too attached to the world of mortals.

Otherwise, he could really take the two of them into his sect.

Opening her eyes again, Meng Qingning's eyes were clear. She held the pen and slowly lowered it, and then finished drawing a piece of talisman paper in one go.

Even the little novice next to her could feel that when she drew the talisman paper, the atmosphere around her became different.