In addition, drawing symbols does not necessarily require yellow paper with cinnabar, white paper with black ink, red paper with black characters, or blue paper with black characters.

However, this kind of talismans are generally "yin talismans". For example, the talismans of the Yinshan sect are mostly written in black on white paper and black on blue paper.

Cinnabar, on the other hand, has a "gain" effect. Cinnabar contains yang energy and has miraculous effects on expelling evil spirits and eliminating demons. At the same time, cinnabar, as a traditional Chinese medicine, has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind, and is effective against fear and madness.

Wonderful effect.

There is no particular way to draw the talisman, but there is the particular way to draw the talisman.

Lin Zhuming had nothing else around him to write on, so he took a few cleanly burned incense sticks from the incense burner and drew on the ground.

Strangely enough, when Lin Zhuming used the brush talisman, it seemed as if he had practiced it many times in advance in his mind, and there was no feeling of unfamiliarity at all.

Just because there is less charcoal in the incense stick, the painting cannot be completed completely.

After Er La finished cooking, he saw Lin Zhuming sketching something there. He lowered his head and said, "What a handsome talisman!"

"Where!" Lin Zhuming wiped it off casually. "I was just painting for fun."

"Indeed, when my master draws talismans, he always has to choose a good and auspicious day, open the altar, invite incense, pray for incantations, place some tributes, and then take a bath and burn incense before drawing the talisman."

Lin Zhuming nodded: "It must be because of the large number of talismans drawn that it is like this."

"That's right, before and after New Year's Eve, my master always holds altars and prays for blessings. For these charms, pilgrims and believers in our temple come to ask for them. Some of them have traveled more than ten miles to ask for them."

"Then your master must be a wealthy Taoist priest. Why does this Longevity Palace look like the inscription of Liu Yuxi's humble house?"

"Inscription on a humble house?" Er La didn't know this title, but he also heard Lin Zhuming saying that the temple was small and broken.

"Those Xiangzong are all poor people, and the rich all go to Qingliang Temple to ask for talismans. It's grand there, and their temple is big. On every first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, there is a temple fair, and there are thousands of acres of land..."

Lin Zhuming sighed after hearing this: "It's not like I studied for MBA in vain."

Er La didn't make anything delicious, just stick noodle porridge, thick noodle buns, and a plate of pickles.

Lin Zhuming thought it was just right. The diet of the Qing Dynasty was close to modern times, and Lin Zhuming himself also ate sparingly.

The smell of meat makes me retching. The only thing I'm not satisfied with is that there are no green leaves at all.

However, you should still chew slowly and slowly. The spleen and stomach are the weakest and need to be treated with body fluids, which is the top priority for health preservation.

"There was a big rat just now. Did you raise it here?" Lin Zhuming asked after finishing eating.

"We have no supplies on one hand and no oil and water on the other. How can we raise rats? I have lived here for seven or eight years and have not seen any rats."

"Let me just say, the rats raised in our temple will starve for five meals in three days." Lin Zhuming thought that he had not found any rats in the Longevity Palace before traveling through time.

"Could it be the rats in the rice shop? Otherwise, why are they so fat? And as soon as the rice arrived, we saw rats. They must have brought them. We must check them carefully later!" Er Otter listened and said,

I feel more and more worried.

"Ours is all made of wood. If the wood is chewed up, it will be troublesome to repair it."

After finishing the meal, Er La went to check the grain delivered by the rice shop. It was not a big problem, but he had to find a place to store it. Otherwise, in this spring day, one would be afraid of sprouting, and the other would be afraid of mold.

However, although Wanshou Palace is small, it does have an underground palace.

There is a small door opened on the base behind the statue of Zhenjun, but the key is not on Er Da, but in Taoist Zhao's room.

Er Da knew this very well, but Lin Zhuming did not go to Taoist Zhao's room, as the saying goes, don't look at anything inappropriate.

Er La opened the door of the underground palace, and a strange smell came out of it.

There are many rumors that Taoist temples and temples with this door are a place of fornication.

Lin Zhuming didn't know that Wanshou Palace had always been a place for hoarding food.

Looking down at the small door, there is a small staircase with about ten steps.

Er La and Lin Zhuming went down together, holding candles in their hands.

It's like a warehouse downstairs, with all kinds of things piled up there. They're all old things that you can't use and don't want to throw away.

As well as various sacrificial supplies, such as various ritual instruments for placing ritual offerings.

Another pile is a few large baskets, which contain grains. There are all kinds of grains, including whole grains.

Among them, soybeans are the most obvious.

Lin Zhuming looked carefully and found that there were several jars with lids on them, similar to urns, with blue paper written on the sides.

"Chicken hearts."

"Fish intestines."

"Boar teeth"

"Tiger Claw"

"Snake Guts"

"Er Otter, what is this?" Lin Zhuming felt that it looked a bit like the Five Rams Soldier Horse Jar, and he also thought it might be the ghosts from the Five Directions who had been sacrificed.

"I don't know about this, but you can't move things with paper on them," Er La said.

"Oh." Lin Zhuming nodded and did not move.

But I also thought: Taoist Zhao should have mainly learned magic from the Lushan lineage, but I don’t know if he also practiced other arts, but this Five Elements Jar does not look like a serious thing.

After putting away the food, Er Otter checked carefully again to confirm that no mice had been brought here, and then left the underground palace again.

"I'm afraid these are enough to last for a year or two." Er La sighed.

"I'm just afraid it will be difficult." Lin Zhu wanted to shake his head.

"Then why don't you tell the people around you to stock up on more food?" Er La was kind-hearted: "Whether it's true or not, it's true that you don't panic when you have food."

"I'm afraid they will think you are a trustee of the grain merchant." Lin Zhuming looked at the sky outside, the sun was shining brightly.

"Then what should we do!" Er Otter sighed.

"We can only wait." Lin Zhuming gave the other solution.

Then he added: "I came here as a tourist the day before yesterday, and a tenant named Erniu showed me the way. Do you know this man?"

"His name is Er Niu, and my name is Er Da. We naturally know each other, and he is a relative of mine." Er Da immediately replied: "Senior Brother Lin, why do you ask this?"

"I told him at that time that after I place the order here, I will thank him for his guidance. He may not care about this matter and just treat it as a courtesy, but words must be deeded and deeds must be resolute.

, poor people must do it.”

"Senior brother, you are too honest." Er O sighed.

"It just so happens that I still have some money left. Although I don't eat meat, I might as well buy a bunch of meat. This is in line with etiquette."

"Senior Brother Lin, you are such a particular person!" Er La gave a thumbs up.

"Shall I go with you?" Er La asked.

"No, I can just go there alone. Besides, although life in the temple is frugal, there have been thieves, haven't we?"

"It must have been done by that idle guy named Hu. That is to say, Senior Brother Lin, you are kind-hearted and want my master. You must hate evil as much as you hate it. What's more, you stole it from yourself?"
Chapter completed!