"You you you"

The old man covered his cheeks with his hands and wanted to say something several times, but he did not dare to act rashly. After all, he was just an ordinary citizen. With the identity of the Wang family's housekeeper, it was not important to scold the subordinates of the Jing family. He really faced the monks head-on, and his life was not enough to die.

Wang Fu knew very well that he was not worth mentioning in the eyes of the monks. The three people on the opposite side, including Jing Hua, were all real spiritual gathering monks and outer disciples of the "Fire Thunder Sect". The status of the two sides was very different.

The Jing family's "merciful" name is too famous, and almost everyone knows it by the passers-by. The master is well-known. Although Yao Gu is impatient, she has a cheerful personality and has always disdained to oppress the people. As for Jing Hua, she is still a teenage child, who is well-behaved and sensible in daily life, and rarely has any evil deeds.

This is what Wang Fu bet on.

He is the housekeeper of the Wang family. At most, he will be scolded by the other party and will not endanger his life. If he really suffers some flesh and blood, he will just go back and call for injustice and seek credit.

The old man was so proud that he didn't stop his words before leaving, and was blocked by Yao Gu.

"Hey! This little man"

"Pigmented goods! I'm not crazy now?"

Yao Gu put her hands on her hips and pointed at Wang Fu's nose and cursed.

"Get back and tell your head, telling him not to dream of Qingqiu as soon as possible. The Wang family's business is not up to the top, and the Jing family has its own ideas. It's not Wang Dacheng's turn to point fingers. By the way, ask him, aren't you afraid of choking to death after eating so much from Ba Tianbadi? "

“Yes Yes Yes”

Wang Fu saw that the other party was really angry and lay on the ground and pounded his head like garlic.

Although he came to "Yishantang" to deliberately anger Jing's family as the master ordered. However, the degree of duty must be moderate, so he will never give his life here. If he is killed, the Jing family will be at most accompanied by some money and make up for it. "Huo Lei Gate" is a sect of cultivation and does not care about the life or death of ordinary people.

Wang Fu put away all the arrogant faces, bent down and slowly retreated out.

"It's all because of the villain, it's all because of the villain! I'm just a slut. I'm so mean. Immortal, you don't care about the villain's life."

Seeing the other party pretending to be like this, the three members of the Jing family frowned and were unwilling to pay attention to such things. The vulgar figure quickly disappeared outside the door.

Yao Gu You was unhappy and said angrily: "Even the Wang family's dogs dare to come to the door. Where did this sect's rules go?"

Two sentences talk about Jing Furen's thoughts. He sighed without saying a word.

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Jing Hua quickly changed the topic.

"Grandpa, what are you eating today? I smelled a scent."

Yao Gu noticed Jing Furen's loss and replied, "Xiao Hua is hungry? I happened to catch a strange snake outside the city. The old thief Wang pretended to be pretending and gave up a lot of animal bones and animal meat. He happened to use it for replenishment. So he should collect some interest from the Wang family first."

"Yes, eat first, eat first"

Jing Hua and Yao Gu smoothed over the scene, Jing Furen put down his worries and walked towards the inner hall first. The Jing servant quickly arranged tables and chairs, arranged bowls and chopsticks, and served the three masters dined.

Jing's family is a big family in the city of Takayama. There are not many dinner dishes but all are exquisite, including tea, snacks, platters, soup, etc. Jing Furen and Yao Gu talked about anecdotes in the city and guided their grandson's experience in practicing. Soon the lights started to come.

After dinner, Jing Furen was about to call his servants to withdraw the table. A girl hurried in outside and bowed to Yao Gu's ear and whispered.

"Bang"

Yao Gu hummed heavily and raised her hand to slapped the table.

"Bullying too much"

Jing Furen looked as usual and asked Jing Hua to go back to his room to rest. He waited for his grandson to leave before he turned around and came to the table.

"Ah Hong, what?"

"Bao Hu made excuses to detain those Linggu in Fengcheng outside the city, so I'll go there now."

In recent months, Wang has been coercive and tempted the Jing family, and used both soft and hard to seize Jing's wealth. Everyone is a disciple of the "Huo Lei Sect". As long as they do not tear their faces apart, the "disputes" are often left unresolved. However, the Wang family is powerful, and Jing Furen will inevitably suffer some secret losses. This is clear.

"Ah Hong, be careful in everything, don't forget to call Deacon Guo"

With a fellow disciple next to him, Wang did not dare to make things too difficult. Yao Gu understood the power of it, and agreed to walk out. When the person arrived at the door, she suddenly stopped.

pace.

"Brother, then Deacon Liu's side tonight"

"Don't worry, the Liu family has worked with us for many years and will not change their families easily. Liu Chi and I have always had a relationship, so the grain business cannot be delayed."

Yao Gu nodded and turned around and left the inner hall.

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Jing Hua returned to the study and quietly savored the aftertaste of dinner...

Unlike the rough and difficult-to-swallowing snake meat in the previous life, the meat of the snake is tender and chewy, and it is very delicious with soup ingredients. Not only the snake, but the strange beasts that Jing Hua has eaten in the past six months are fresh and delicious, which can be called a feast for the tip of the tongue. However, they are very rare and rarely hunted several times a year.

Although the strange beasts are much more fierce than ordinary beasts, once they are seen, dozens of hunters are scattered with arrows, which is enough to destroy them. It is even simpler to have monks present, and two talismans can solve them.

The strange beasts are good treasures, with fur, minions, and teeth that can refine weapons, bone meal, and blood that can make talismans. The beast meat is a popular delicacy. Only monks can get it in the city of Takayama, and ordinary people have no chance to enjoy it.

"Tsk tsk"

Jing Hua smacked his lips and picked up a few blank talisman papers. The talisman paper was beige, two fingers wide, three inches long, with traces and fold lines on it, bringing him into his "childhood" memories.

"Father" Jing Tianci is busy practicing and spends little time with his son. "Xiao Jinghua" is talented and much more sensible than children of the same age.

When he was nine years old, he was thinking and inspired. With the ability to read jade slips, "Xiao Jinghua" began to study various cultivation books. "Detailed Explanation of the Spirit Gathering", "Real Records of Monster Beasts", "Basic of Talismans" and other classics that he understood or did not understand. He tried hard to understand and recited them to lay the foundation for subsequent cultivation.

When he was twelve years old, Jing Hua began to learn to make talismans. Although he worked very hard, he seemed to lack talent. He drew waste paper and wasted a lot of materials. He still achieved nothing.

"Past events" flew past, Jing Hua took a talisman pen, dipped it in the blood of the spirit beast, first sorted out the talisman sample in his mind, then put it into paper, and completed it in one go. A "spirit leaf arrow talisman" appeared on the table, which seemed quite successful.

As soon as the tip of the pen was removed from the paper, the talisman suddenly curled and contracted towards the center, and soon it became a ball of waste paper. Jing Hua shook his head, and his face was a little bitter.

He has also tried to make talismans for half a year, thinking that relying on his previous calligraphy skills should be helpful. Unexpectedly, after getting started, it was not the case at all.

The pen is drawn, the connection is transferred, the thinking is maintained, and the steps are coherent and neat, which is exactly the same as what the jade slip says. But as before, every time the pen is finished, the talisman will be distorted in an unexpected way.

After practicing hundreds or thousands of times, most of the pieces of waste paper were drawn. The best grades were the same as before, and I got a waste paper ball. In terms of the level of talisman making, it was not much better than the previous "Xiao Jinghua".

"well"

The young man sighed and slowly stood up. According to the scriptures, talisman making is not entirely limited by cultivation. Spirit-gathering disciples can also make basic talismans, as long as they are in line with their own spiritual roots.

The book also records a talisman genius who can make more than a dozen kinds of talismans during the Spirit Gathering Period, including even high-level "Fire Rain Talisman". It is not the case that it is really the turn to do it yourself.

Knowing that talisman making is strict with talent, Jing Hua devoted himself to the subject for several months and studied the key points of brushwork, rhythm, fit and other mentioned in "The Foundation of Talismanship", and seemed to have some understanding. He let go of the book to draw the talisman, and everything returned to the starting point.

"No one is perfect, no gold is pure"

Jing Hua silently comforted himself. Not to mention the disciples of the spirit gathering, there are not many high-level monks who can make talismans. Except for Master Yun in Xingshan City, the other monks do not have this ability, and failure is reasonable.

He opened the classics and was about to continue studying the techniques of talisman making, but the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Little Master"

A servant stumbled into the house, with an unconcealed panic on his face.

"He came to Mr. Wang in the afternoon and came to the door again."
Chapter completed!