Doom Talisman

There is a small desk in He Jing's bedroom, which he used when he was a child.At this time, he took out the mahogany chips that had been taken to Fengyang's old house from the space, laid them on the table, and concentrated on replenishing the reserves.

The fire-stopping talisman and the blasting talisman have always been the most proficient and cost-effective spells he could make in his previous life.Compared with them, the evil spirit talisman's lethality is too weak, obviously not enough.

He made a dozen of these two talismans in one breath, and when they reached an obvious height, He Jing stopped.There is still some spiritual energy in his body, and his body is not very tired, so he is ready to make a new talisman.

It has only been half a month since I started to use the exercises until today, and I have been able to cultivate to this level. Compared with the experience of slowly groping on my own in my previous life and taking a long time to get on the right path, the speed is more than 01:30 .

Could it be the memory of thinking?The proficiency in the brain is high, so you can practice faster?

He Jing had no way of knowing the answer to the question.

In short, it is a good thing, not a bad thing.

He turned his hand and took out a stack of yellow talisman paper, polished the cinnabar again, and tried to make a new Pianmen talisman seal.After holding them for so long, He Jing really didn't check them carefully.

Like a rich man, checking his assets with care and joy.I was looking at the other side before, and I was so intoxicated by it that I couldn't extricate myself; now I turn my eyes to this side, discovering surprises bit by bit, just like drawing cards in a game.

This is not bad, and that is not bad.Still quite difficult to choose.

There are notes behind some talismans, indicating how to do it and how to use it.He also gradually understood some complicated and jerky things that He Jing hadn't understood before.

After weighing it, he picked an intermediate gravity talisman.

As the name suggests, whether it is attached to a person or an evil thing, it can be subjected to gravity, making it difficult to move.He Jing understood it as turning spiritual power into power to suppress the enemy.

This requires delicate and meticulous spiritual infusion.

The difficulty is not small.

Sure enough, the first piece of talisman paper couldn't bear even the slightest wrong direction of the strokes, and it turned into black and gray.

The second one was also wrong.

The third one was written with two strokes, but was changed by He Jing midway, and turned into another weak buff.

Difficult.

Or do it with peach wood chips.

But in this way, once the strokes are wrong, the whole mahogany piece will be useless, which is a pity.

When the third card was scrapped, He Jing found his touch.He turned the spiritual power into strands, weaving them bit by bit and slowly spreading them onto the red runes.The hands are very steady, and the anxiety is also eliminated.Because at home, people can especially calm down.

When the entire rune became more vivid due to the infusion of mana, the Gravity Talisman became it.

He Jing found fun in it.Just like solving a high math problem with a long calculation process, after going through several complicated steps, it will be very rewarding to finally get the correct result.

If the first one is successful, there will be a second one.

Next, He Jing picked out an interesting talisman.called fleas.

The commentary said that any living thing that was used with this talisman would be possessed by fleas, and it would be extremely itchy all over.

Very curious.

The reason why He Jing wanted to make this talisman was because of the big dog he met during the day.In the last days, there are still many such things as mutated wild boars and mutated domestic dogs.They are more or less intelligent, and they know how to divide the camps.There are those who are friendly with humans, and naturally there are also those who are hostile.

If one day they meet a powerful and difficult opponent again, this flea talisman is really a plan.Not only can it act on alien beasts, but it can also guard against villains with ulterior motives.

With a prepared mind, He Jing made a thick stack and kept it in the space.

The aura in the dantian gradually bottomed out. With a "grunt", I was hungry.Only the dessert is really not enough to fill the stomach.

Originally, He Jing planned to get food directly from the big shopping mall in Space, after all, there was everything there, but when he thought about it, he remembered someone downstairs.

It's not good to eat alone, and I just took other people's things.

So at 11:30 in the evening, He Jing was about to go downstairs to the kitchen to cook something to eat.There are dried noodles in the refrigerator, but they are limited to dried noodles.Fortunately, I brought some of the lo-mei in the car, which is also good to eat with it.

When I opened the door, I found someone was in the kitchen. "Ding ding dong dong", there is still a burst of heat coming out, obviously trying to eat.

Feng Yao didn't expect that the boy would come down at this time.

"Ready to study?" He held up a shovel, tilted his head and looked over, his face was stained with something.

He Jing: "It's over. What are you cooking?"

"Snack. Get some noodles and supplement nutrition for good students. Studying must be very hard." The man said seriously.

"You don't want to eat?" He Jing raised his eyebrows.

"Eat, why don't you eat it?" Feng Yao's side is almost ready, two bowls of clear water noodles, only salt and monosodium glutamate as seasonings, five-spice beef and chicken gizzards are overheated in the microwave, cut into slices, put on the noodles, emerald green Kelp shreds, one chopstick per person.It can also be regarded as a combination of meat and vegetables, with balanced nutrition.

He smiled and handed He Jing a bowl: "The craftsmanship is so-so, it can be eaten."

"Thank you."

"You're being polite again."

He Jing shook his head: "Thank you for being considerate, staying up so late."

"Nothing. How does it taste?"

He Jing ate a piece of noodles with chopsticks, without changing his face: "It's very good."

Feng Yao tasted it not very confidently: "...too much salt." He put down the bowl, "Wait, I'll blanch it for you again..."

"No need." He Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "How can I be so hypocritical."

"It's too salty. I don't add enough salt. You used to always..." He got stuck in the middle of the conversation, and under the puzzled gaze of the young man, he couldn't continue.

"What?" Fortunately, He Jing's mind was not on this, so he didn't hear clearly.

Feng Yao said calmly as usual: "It's nothing."

He Jing frowned slowly, and asked hesitantly: "I didn't go to the guest room to check just now, is the bedding there very thin?" It's been a long time since he's been home, and although the guest room is cleaned every time, Obviously the purpose is not to entertain guests.He remembered that it was still a summer arrangement.

Thinking of this, he stood up and went to have a look.

"Hey, finish eating first, let it cool down." Feng Yao also got up with him, quite helplessly, "I'm not stupid, I rummaged through it and found a thick quilt."

He Jing was relieved after reading it, and felt a little guilty: "I was negligent."

"Eat, what a big deal."

A bowl of noodles is bottomless, which is very good for men.

"Looks like I'm really hungry."

"Actually, it's not very salty."

"Ok?"

"Within the acceptable range." He Jing took on the task of washing the dishes, "I can eat salt quite well."

Feng Yao looked up at the figure standing at the sink, his meaning was unclear: "Oh?"

He Jing couldn't explain why, he knew that the taste was very salty, but he didn't feel any rejection psychologically.It's almost natural to eat a bowl.His taste was raised by He's father since he was a child, at least he would be very sensitive to saltiness.

Maybe it's too hungry?Hungry?

He Jing stopped thinking about it, and turned to say: "The staple food at home is almost gone, there are few people in this area, and there are not many evil things."

"Go and see tomorrow, there should be a small supermarket nearby."

"Yes. There is a vegetable market two buildings away from here."

"Food market?"

"Well, some old people run a small shop or something. They simply set up a long shed for all residents, and the business is okay."

"Okay, it's time to get a big bag."

If possible, He Jing really wanted to use the space to install it.

After supper was finished and the dishes were washed, Feng Yao turned off the light in the living room and went back to the guest room alone as he watched the boy go upstairs again.After lying on the bed for more than ten minutes, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

only a little bit.

Fortunately, a phone call broke the loneliness.

Pick it up and connect: "Hello. What's the matter?"

Wanzi's insight was astonishing: "Hey, brother Yao, you seem to be in a bad mood from the tone of your voice."

"Itchy skin?"

"No, how dare you." He is obviously very good at talking, and he is very skillful in lifting whichever pot he can't open, "Brother, where is your precious person? Where is my sister-in-law? Did you find it?"

Feng Yao suppressed the anger in his heart, and said kindly: "I found it."

Wanzi was happy for him: "That's great."

"Let the fart go."

After waiting for a while, the young man on the opposite side became really serious: "It's like this, brother. The situation outside is not very optimistic. Things happen one after another, and everyone is busy every day. Brother Kang was transferred out the day before yesterday. The ten-member team he led, I can't get in touch now."

"Rongkang can spin silk, he will be fine." Feng Yao is very sure.

"Uh." Wanzi was surprised, "Brother Yao, how do you know?"

After asking himself, he said "oh" first: "He told you? After all, you have such a good relationship."

Feng Yao didn't deny it. In fact, he hadn't contacted Rongkang since he left the mercenary group, and all the calls from him were hung up.

He made up his mind and didn't plan to be a vice-captain anymore.

"Apart from this, what else is there?"

"Oh, brother. I'm just flustered."

Wanzi is not very old, and there is no one to discuss things in an unfamiliar environment. After thinking about it, he had no choice but to find Feng Yao, the former deputy team, to seek some psychological comfort.

"I wonder if the world will be clean until all the people are dead. I didn't think it was just a cold number before. In the past two days, there have been several search and rescue missions. There are dead people, living dead people, and half-dead people everywhere. .This is still in Kyoto, the place with the strongest defense.” After speaking, Wanzi became more and more melancholy.

"Jiang Wan."

"Huh?" Wan Zi was quite confused when he was suddenly called by this motherly name.

"It's early morning."

"What?" Did Brother Yao fall asleep because of the noise?

"You only need to count the numbers again, and you will find out." Feng Yao stretched out his hand and flicked a small pendant hanging from the head of the bed, "At least in our country, the rate of population decline has slowly slowed down. In the future, everyone There are almost no ups and downs."

"what?"

"You have to believe that our nation has been passed down for so many years, and the condensed power is enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and it cannot be underestimated."

The other end of the phone was quiet for a few seconds, and Wanzi became active again: "I see, Brother Yao. You are still reliable. Since Brother Kang didn't hear from you, we are all at a loss. It really wakes up the dreamer."

"Since you're awake, I'm going to sleep."

"Okay, bro, go to sleep. Excuse me, excuse me."

After being interrupted by Wanzi, Feng Yao was not so blocked, and finally fell into a light sleep.

On the other hand, He Jing had a bizarre dream.In the dream, there was a lot of people's voices for a while, and it was sparse for a while, and several scenes were changed.Various clothes corners passed in front of him, some would stop, and some would just glance at them casually.

It seemed like a long time passed, and then a voice said in my ear: "I'll still eat pickled vegetables today, wait until I go out tomorrow to try my luck, and see if I can improve."

The owner of the voice sighed: "It's a pity to eat these all day long."