After marrying Mr. Han, Xuanxue Xiao teased his wife and abused the wealthy family

In the antique city, there are people coming and going, most of them are elderly, holding some things needed for incense in their hands, and muttering in their mouths.

Yan Luo, Tang Mohan and others walked among them, out of place.

The people next to them couldn't help but look at them more.

Seeing this, Qin Pingchao pulled the mask and sunglasses on Tang Mohan's face to prevent him from being recognized.

But such a weird dress, on the contrary, attracted more attention.

"I knew I should have let Mo Han stay in the car just now."

While complaining, Qin Pingchao quickly led Tang Mohan and Yan Luo into a side street.

This is the corner at the end of the street, and there are two shops, which happen to be places selling incense.

Today is not the 15th day of the junior high school, and it is not too early. If you need to use it, you have already bought it and left.

There were not many people in the incense shop at this time.

Qin Pingchao looked inside and made sure there was no one there, so he took Yan Luo and Tang Mohan in.

"boss--"

As soon as Qin Pingchao entered, he greeted him familiarly.

The boss who was tidying up the counter inside turned his head and saw Qin Pingchao, a short and fat boss, and immediately laughed.

"Hey, isn't this Boss Qin? Today is not the 15th day of the junior high, why are you here?"

Qin Pingchao has been coming here to buy things for his mother, and he is familiar with the boss, "If you need something, come and have a look."

The boss came over briskly, "Okay, then take a look at what you want, and I'll give you a cheaper price."

"okay."

Qin Pingchao turned his head and winked at Yan Luo.

Yan Luo stepped over, stood by the counter, and asked directly, "Is there any Danchensha and yellow paper?"

When the boss heard this, he looked Yan Luo up and down, "What do little sisters want these for?"

Yan Luo smiled, "It's for drawing symbols."

The boss thought to himself that he was a knowledgeable person, "There are some of these, but do you have to use Danchensha? The price of Danchensha is a bit more expensive."

Yan Luo didn't blink: "Yes, I want Danchensha of dragon's blood."

"Hold on."

The boss turned around and entered the small warehouse behind.

When he came out again, he had two more boxes in his hand.

One box contains yellow paper, and the other contains cinnabar.

"This is Longxuekou's Danchensha, which is the best. Such a small box will cost thousands, little girl." The boss reminded.

He is in this business.

Generally only people in big temples use it so well.

For casual cultivators or small Taoist temples, ordinary cinnabar is enough.

When Yan Luo heard this, she didn't answer immediately, but stepped forward to pick up the small box of cinnabar, opened it, and checked the color and fragrance inside.

It is indeed fresh.

Yan Luo put the cinnabar back again: "This is what I need."

Generally speaking, drawing talismans only depends on the cultivation of the person who draws talismans, and there are no strict requirements for the tools used to draw talismans.

Yan Luo was never picky about tools.

But times change.

She lacks spiritual power in her body now, so she can only use tools to increase the effectiveness of the talisman paper.

So, pick and choose the best.

The boss is in business, so if he can sell the expensive ones, he is naturally willing.

Just now, for Qin Pingchao's sake, I just reminded him a thing or two.

Seeing Yan Luo's insistence, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wrap it up for you, is there anything else you need?"

Yan Luo stretched out his hand and pressed on the box, "There's no need to pack it, I'm going to use it now. Also, boss, do you have a brush for me?"

"There is, but there is."

The boss looked at Yan Luo in surprise, reached out from under the counter, took out a writing brush, handed it to Yan Luo, and said tentatively, "Little girl, do you want to draw symbols yourself?"

Yan Luo took the brush, took out a few pieces of yellow paper, opened the box of cinnabar, dipped the tip of the pen into the cinnabar, and started to draw symbols while saying, "Yes, I draw it myself."

The boss was a little surprised by this.

He originally thought that Yan Luo was Qin Pingchao's friend, and like Qin Pingchao, he was here to buy talisman paper for the elders or others in the family.

Unexpectedly, the little girl wanted to draw a talisman by herself.

Can this young character do it?

The boss looked up at Qin Pingchao, asking with his eyes.

Qin Pingchao shrugged at him, saying that he didn't know either.

Tang Mohan was staring at Yan Luo at this moment, without any reaction.

The boss and Qin Pingchao couldn't help being attracted by Yan Luo's actions.

I saw Yan Luo lying on the counter, writing very smoothly without any stagnation.

It was almost a stroke of luck.

The smooth talisman paper jumped off the paper.

The boss glanced at his watch in surprise, and estimated that it would only last a minute.

He was surprised and said: "Little girl, your level of drawing symbols is very high!"

He is in this business and has come into contact with many Taoist masters.

But at present, among the people he knows, there are not many people who can draw symbols at a speed that can catch up with Yan Luo's.

Yan Luo smiled slightly, picked up a talisman, and continued to draw.

The boss watched attentively.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this little girl Yan Luo is unusual.

Yan Luohuafu hardly stagnates or pauses, as if he doesn't need to think, and comes at his fingertips.

In just three to five minutes, she drew six or seven talismans.

Between symbols, there is no need to rest, and there are not so many tedious steps.

It's as if, just simply drew a talisman.

The boss was even more surprised.

He has seen other people draw talismans. Before each talisman drawing, there is a lot of preparatory actions to cleanse the body, hands and mouth, and there is a need to rest between the talismans.

Because drawing amulets is a matter of extremely consuming spiritual power and mental power.

Generally, middle-level masters only draw two or three talismans a day.

Yan Luo is fine, in such a short while, he has drawn a lot.

If not, the boss would feel energetic and refreshed when he saw her finished painting, and he would have wondered if Yan Luo was painting for fun.

However, the finished product is not ordinary at first glance!

"All right!"

After drawing the seventh talisman in one breath, Yan Luo stopped, let out a breath, and put down the pen.

The boss lay on the counter with piercing eyes, and asked with a smile: "Little girl, who did you learn this skill from? It's amazing. I think the talisman you drew is very good. I don't know what it is all about." Fu, can you sell it to takeaway?"

"They are all amulets, peace charms and diamond charms. They are not for takeaway, but for giving away."

Yan Luo stayed on the spot for a while.

This body is really bad.

You know, she used to draw dozens of talismans in one go without feeling tired.

Now this body, I have only drawn a few pictures, and I can't keep up.

Yan Luo breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the talisman paper, took out five pieces, and handed them to Tang Mohan.

Tang Mohan looked down and saw that it was clearly a dead object, but the talisman paper in Yan Luo's hand gave off a vivid feeling, as if the talisman on it had come to life.

When people look at it, they feel peace in their hearts.

Not everything.

"Take it." Seeing Tang Mohan standing there motionless, Yan Luo clicked his tongue and urged.

Tang Mohan glanced at her, and reached out to take the paper talisman.

Before he could ask, Yan Luo explained.