Fulu Rubik's Cube

Chapter 107 Sand Painting
The figure of Natasha appeared beside him, and Zhang Ke was taken aback. He didn't call, what's going on.

Zhang Keqi asked, "What's wrong?"

Natasha was silent for a moment, then said: "Desert City and the Castle unanimously decided:
Because the deputy city lord recruited guards without consideration for the battle, resulting in heavy casualties of the guards, he decided to withdraw the authority to recruit combat guards.

As compensation, more high-quality talents will emerge in life occupations. "

Zhang Ke's face changed drastically, and his heart was shaken.

I thought these were the output of my natal talisman.

Just like the NPCs in the game when playing in the dream, they are never really treated as equal human beings.

It seems that I still did something wrong after all.

Natasha continued: "I'm leaving too, and I'm very happy to get along with the deputy city lord during this time."

Zhang Ke was silent for a moment, then sighed: "Alright, see you later!"

Finally, I told Natasha a story about "Mulan".

Sensing her departure, I feel a little bit sad.

After a while, he took out the refined healing potion and treated his right hand again, and then healed it with the rejuvenation talisman.

Moving his right hand, which was gradually getting better, he took out three items from Mrs. Shaoyao.

A space purse with at least a thousand gold talismans in it. Zhang Ke didn't even have such a purse. The upper limit can hold 50 yuan, which can be regarded as a solution to urgent needs.

It was originally used by Taoist Tongyou to trade with the group of monsters, but it was carried by Mrs. Shaoyao when she escaped.

The second is the magic weapon "three-phase mask", which is extremely powerful.

But Zhang Ke can't use the magic weapon, which is a pity. Put it away first, maybe it will be useful in the future.

The last is a translucent green gauze as thin as a cicada's wing, one foot in size and square.

The teeny-head-sized font recorded on it is the original skill of "Nine Turns of the Golden Cicada".

After careful study, I found that the biggest benefit of practicing this method is that it can prolong life.

The normal training method is to use oneself as a cauldron, refining and transforming energy, accumulating oneself, achieving the effect of prolonging life, and strengthening the physical body, which is a first-class method of tempering the physical body.

Zhang Ke's physical body is powerful, but he lacks this method of strengthening his physical body.

In the next few days, he secretly inquired and found that He Qing had not committed any crimes in the local area.

On the contrary, he did a lot of good deeds, and he wiped out some bandits and horse bandits nearby, and he did it secretly.

He was a little surprised and realized that the friend of a bad person might not be a good person. He secretly told himself not to be preconceived.

After leaving a book in He's house, Zhang Ke drifted away. A few days later, He Qing quietly returned home, and his wife handed him a letter.

The letter described in detail the actions of Taoist Tongyou, Mrs. Shaoyao, and Taoist Jackal.

He Qing was a little ashamed. It was his obsession to help Mrs. Shaoyao back then, but he didn't know that she would do such a thing now, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

Zhang Ke got rid of the Taoist gang of Tongyou and fulfilled a wish. He was excited. Walking in the mountains, he felt that the air seemed much fresher.

Taking brisk steps, humming the tune softly in a low voice:

"You and I are all mortals, born in the world;

Running around all day long, never idle for a moment.

"

Yangjiao Station.

The border village under Bolang City in Dingzhou is named for its resemblance to goat horns. Two mountain roads extend from the border village. The border village is not big, and most of the people passing by are fur merchants and caravans.

Most of the frontier villages are blacksmith shops, wine shops and half-closed doors.

Zhang Ke walked on the street, and the people who came and went were all big men and people from the Jianghu driving chariots and horses.

All of them had disapproving eyes, as if they were going to fight at any time, and their breath was very impetuous.

Entered a restaurant, found a corner to sit down, there is no good wine in the village,
There is only a burning knife that tastes like a knife, and I ordered some cooked meat to go with the wine.

There were also several tables of people drinking and chatting next to each other, with swords and swords on their backs, and their voices became louder and louder, making the whole wine shop noisy.

Someone said loudly: "Hey! Brothers, have you heard about it? Recently, a master appeared on the ground."

Someone interjected: "Could it be that Zhang Kezi who broke the water ghost in Anping Town!"

The man who spoke first slapped his thigh and shouted: "It's not a big deal. I was walking darts a few days ago, and I heard a lot of rumors about him along the way, such as catching ghosts and robbers, getting rid of water ghosts, destroying the lairs of evil cultivators. There are always more than a dozen of them, and I don't know if they are true or not."

"I heard that Zhang Kezi is a blind Taoist priest who likes to fight injustices. Recently, many people on the street have restrained themselves a lot."

"Really? That's interesting."

Several people were discussing, Zhang Ke felt a little proud, and quietly took a "passerby charm" on himself.

This talisman has only one function, which is to be ignored by ordinary people.

Like passers-by on the street, but unable to avoid the induction of practitioners.

He came to this town for no reason.

Two days ago, I accidentally heard that some people in Yangjiao Station heard strange noises in the middle of the night, but they went out to check and found nothing unusual.

At first, I thought that there were Yin soldiers passing through the border, but after thinking about it, the Yin soldiers usually gather around the [-]th of July every year, but now it is already the middle of winter.

He wondered if there was something strange here, and thought that he would be on the way anyway, but it would only delay for two days.

There is no shelter near the Yangjiao Station, and a small town stands alone here, with strong winds whizzing past all year round.

Therefore, most of the local people's skin is a bit rough, showing the unique roughness of Northwest men.

After dinner, Zhang Ke wandered around the town, and finally stopped in front of a vendor, unable to move.

This is a unique local sand painting stall, and there are several such stalls around, but Zhang Ke is a little intoxicated by the one in front of him.

The owner of the vendor is an old man about 60 years old, wearing a sheepskin jacket, perhaps because the tanning is not in place, the leather jacket looks a little stiff and straight.

He wore a dog fur hat on his head, and his lean face was wrinkled.

His eyes are cloudy, and his goatee is gray and neatly stroked.

The tool he used was very simple, a wooden board one foot long and wide, with the edges sealed with wooden strips.

After a long time of use, the wood board has no burrs and edges.

Then there are three jars, which are filled with white, yellow, and black fine sand.

The sand is carefully selected and sifted out, so it is fine and dense.

What the street vendors have to do is very simple, that is, to paint with sand according to the requirements of customers.

The topic is optional, but most of them are portraits of people or architectural landscapes, etc. The sand paintings can be taken away after completion.

I saw the old man painting carefully observed the appearance of the two people in front of him.

These two people also came here to do business. They are a young couple, both 25 and [-] years old.

The man is strong and the woman is delicate, with a long knife on their waists.

At this time, according to the old man's request, he was sitting casually and chatting softly.

After looking at it for a while, it seemed that he had made up his mind, so he turned the board over and knocked it.

Knock out the sand flying in from inside.

Then take out a roll of brown hemp paper and spread it inside the wooden board, and press it tightly with the edge seal.

Then he took a small black jar from the side and unscrewed it with his hands.

Take a pig hair brush dipped in the glue in the jar, and carefully brush a layer on the hemp paper.

The glue is light yellow, which is slightly similar to the color of hemp paper.

From this moment on, the old man's movements became much faster, and he put away the unused items in a few strokes.

The left hand grabbed a handful of white sand in the white jar, while the right hand grabbed a handful in the other two yellow and black jars.

The old man stared at the hemp paper intently, clenched his hands into hollow fists with fine sand in his palms.

Gently move the wrist, the fine sand is scattered on the hemp paper, because there is glue on the paper, once the fine sand falls into it, it will be stuck.

Once a mistake occurs, it cannot be modified. The unique sand painting production technology of Yangjiaoyi comes from the old man in front of him.

The old man was confident, his hands didn't stop at all, and his movements were simple and smooth.

The fine sand in the palm seems to have a spirituality, and the three colors of fine sand reflect each other and are intertwined.

A gust of wind blows, and the fine sand in the palm is blown by the wind, and deviates from the predetermined position.

The old man tilted his wrist almost instinctively, and the three-color fine sand was mixed together.

Perfectly speaking, the cuddling appearance of the young couple is reflected on the hemp paper.

Perceiving all this, Zhang Ke admired in his heart, feeling the enjoyment and satisfaction in the old man's heart when he was making sand paintings.

The appearance of a piece of work greatly touched Zhang Ke, and he was inspired frequently in his mind for a while.

Regardless of going back to the inn, he squatted directly on the ground, took out a pen and paper, and wrote down the inspirations in his heart one by one.

From time to time, he calculated and deduced, until it was almost dark, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and there was no one around.

Sensing the howling cold wind, he rubbed his hands, laughed at himself, and returned slowly to the inn.

His right hand injury has largely healed and has not affected his movement much, and he is doing recovery exercises every day.

Sitting at the table, he first took a Bigu Pill. The food and wine that he eats on weekdays is a kind of adjustment. When going out, Bigu Pill is indispensable.

He took out the rune paper full of handwriting and studied it word by word.

He got a little inspiration from the sand painting old man, the old man's technique of controlling fine sand is miraculous.

Those fine sands can actually be regarded as runes that he is proficient in.

Then can I get rid of the shackles of the talisman paper and directly evolve the talisman with the Rubik's cube?

I have the natal talisman "Ruyi Fulu Rubik's Cube". Given the characteristics of "Ruyi", it can evolve all things by itself, so can I use the Rubik's Cube as a rune?

If it can be realized, it will be unimaginable for the improvement of one's own strength.

Inspired by this, we conduct detailed experiments according to the scheme we derived.

He tried to control the Rubik's Cube, first breaking the Rubik's Cube into emery.

Then the divine mind controlled the emery to refine the runes according to the structure of the rune shield he was most familiar with.

With a "wow", the emery scattered. This was the 121st experiment tonight, and it was still unsuccessful.

But Zhang Ke was very excited in his heart. His thinking was correct, and his methods were not wrong. The only thing that went wrong was his divine sense.

If you want to control the diamond sand to form a talisman at the same time, you need the spiritual mind to pull the diamond sand to form a rune first.

Then the lines are intersected and combined to form a whole.

The most important thing is the seal, even though he has the title of Disciple of Swinging Demons.

It has a dharma seal itself, but it still needs to connect the dharma seal with spiritual thoughts to form a spiritual dharma seal.

But to accomplish these, one needs to comprehend the ability of "distracting thoughts".

Therefore, divine sense has become Zhang Ke's biggest problem, and it is imminent and urgent.

(End of this chapter)