Hard work

Chapter 254 Talisman Paper
Because Lan Hua'er didn't take Zhao Mumian seriously at all, and didn't intend to say anything to the family members, only Lan Huaer and Zang Lang knew about Zhao Mumian's petty behavior in private.They occasionally mentioned Zhao Mumian when they were whispering among themselves, but gradually they didn't mention it anymore.

Zang Lang was very sensitive to discover that Lan Hua'er probably didn't like Zhao Mumian very much, so gradually, even if he was really held back by Zhao Mumian, he stopped talking about Zhao Mumian to Lan Hua'er, so as not to really hurt him. Jalanhua'er is not happy.

Lan Hua'er herself didn't think of confronting Zhao Mumian at first, so naturally she didn't take Zhao Mumian to heart that way.One day I suddenly realized that it seemed that I hadn't heard about Zhao Mumian from other people for a long time, but I didn't go into it.

It's just that after she suddenly came to her senses, she couldn't help but pay more attention to Zhao Mumian's situation behind her.

Looking out from Zhao's house, you can see the small shed outside as soon as you look up from the back fence.

I don't know if it's because the small shed was built on the side of the Zhao family and the Lan family. Although the small shed looks small, it will collapse if pushed, it seems that there are really no victims to make trouble there .

At the beginning, Zhao Mumian took Lei Lei to the back of the mountain, but later on, Lan Hua'er often saw her walking up the mountain alone.Lan Hua'er couldn't help thinking that when she first crossed over, she was like Zhao Mumian, leaving her younger brother at home and running up the back mountain alone, hoping to find something to eat.

It's just that although it was winter at that time, it was not after the flood, and not many people in the village went to the back mountain to find something to eat.Looking at it like this now, I guess that even if I go to the mountain, I can only find some bark.

Lan Hua'er even felt that so many people went to the back of the mountain, even the grass roots were going to be scraped out, and she didn't know what happened.

It is said that there are still people who went to the deep mountains and never returned.Some people also escaped back, saying that they once met a ruthless character wearing animal skin clothes and swinging a big knife in the deep mountains, but they didn't know what happened in the end, whether they escaped or not.

He also said that those people had been living in the deep mountains, with green faces and fangs, horns on their heads, naked upper body, showing strong muscles, and dark blue and dark red tattoos on their bodies.The hair was so long that it fell to the ground and was as fluffy as the fur of a wild animal.

Listening to this, it is estimated that they met the people under the Red King on the back mountain.Lan Hua'er recalled the person under the Red King, but Lan Hua'er recalled it for a long time, but she couldn't remember that such a person lived on that mountain.She thought of Guan Ju, who was praised as a fairy descending to earth, and couldn't help thinking that this was really a farce.Presumably, those people passed on the people who lived in those cottages in the process of word of mouth.

Those who knew said that there were bandits hiding in the deep mountains behind Aozi Village, but those who didn't know thought there were some mountain spirits and ghosts living behind it.

Sure enough, since those words started to spread and became more and more sour, many victims of the disaster actually begged to come to Zhao's house.

Naturally, they were not looking for someone from the Zhao family, but Mr. Changwu who was already familiar with the victims.

It is said that the murderers and cannibals in the mountains are mountain spirits and ghosts. If you encounter such a thing, you should naturally find Mr. Daochang, a master of metaphysics.

Although Changwu had been doing some life and death rituals in the village before, he was the only great dancer in the surrounding village after all.I also became familiar with those disaster victims outside.Many victims of the disaster knew this gentleman who was kind enough to help the people who died in vain, and they didn't care whether he was useful or not, so they directly asked to come to the door.

Lan Hua'er watched Changwu take out a stack of cut yellow paper strips, held them neatly in her hands, and handed them out one by one to the victims who came to ask for help, with a smile on her face, she didn't know if it was true. I feel that my things can work, or I am just smiling habitually.

Lan Hua'er had seen the things he was holding a long time ago.A few days ago, after everyone in the family had breakfast and went out to work, Changwu, contrary to his usual habits, still hid at home and did not go out. He took a brush and took a stack of yellow paper from nowhere. Come out, cut it out carefully, took a pen and sketched something on it.

After Lan Hua'er finished packing, she turned her head to wipe the table and saw Chang Wu lying on the table, not knowing what to do. She couldn't help being stunned, and asked, "Sir, what are you doing?"

Changwu raised his head and glanced at her, as if he had just realized her existence, he was suddenly rejoiced, and asked very cheerfully, "Miss Zhao, do you have chicken blood? Cinnabar is also fine."

Lan Hua'er was stunned for a while, then looked back at the empty backyard, "This... all the chickens in the house have been killed, so where is there any chicken blood? There is no cinnabar either. There should be some in the town, but Where do we keep this in our house? We do have the red paper, and what is left over from the Chinese New Year is just..."

Before she finished speaking, Changwu scratched her head, thought for a while, and nodded reluctantly, "That's right, where did the chicken blood come from at home. Oh, there is no chicken blood, and red paper is fine. How much is there, Bring it all to me. I’ll count the money for you later. Ah, bring me some warm water.”

"It's not that much money, it's just scraps of red paper left over from the Chinese New Year." Lan Hua'er swiftly turned out all the red paper stuffed in the corner at home, and poured it out for Chang Wu Bowl of warm water in the past.

She was a little curious about what Changwu was going to do. After taking the things, she didn't just walk away, but stood by and watched Changwu toss.

I saw Changwu stuff the red paper into the bowl of warm water, melted the paper, and then a little red color appeared, and then dipped it with a brush. He gestured on the yellow paper.

Lan Hua'er watched for a long time, and found that the things written by Changwu seemed similar, but in fact they were completely different things.Either a stroke is missing here, or a stroke is too much there.She watched it for a long time, originally she didn't want to disturb Changwu, but she couldn't understand it anymore, so she couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "Sir, what are you writing..."

It took her a lot of effort to hold back the phrase "what a ghost draws a talisman".

Chang Wu didn't seem to feel it at all, he quickly wrote and drew on the yellow paper, then without looking at it, he threw the yellow paper to the side table to dry, and said without raising his head, "Some talismans."

Lan Hua'er felt herself choked.Although she can probably guess what this person is doing, the impact of hearing what the other person said directly is really different.She struggled for a long time, but still couldn't help asking, "You... what kind of talisman is it?"

"Evil warding off." Changwu spoke very seriously, "Ah, don't ask me if it works or not. There is no such thing as rigid. If you believe it, it will work. If you don't believe it, you have already You chased things away, but you said it was something that didn't exist, isn't it effective and you forcefully broke it into inefficiency?"

What he said seemed to make sense.But Lan Hua'er thought about it carefully, and found that there was actually a big or small loophole in the words, "Then if you say it this way, it can also be said that this talisman was completely useless in the first place, and people didn't encounter any bad luck. It was smooth and frank, but I thought it was borrowing the light of this spell."

Lan Hua'er originally thought that Chang Wu would argue with her, but unexpectedly he nodded immediately.

"It's the reason you said. So this thing is just sent out to make people feel at ease. I don't dare to accept money." Changwu still smiled, but he didn't look up, just lay down on the table hard and wrote his spell.

——No money is accepted here, no money is accepted there, I really don’t know where you get the money to eat.Lan Hua'er actually wanted to complain about him like this.But seeing that Changwu has a good temper, at least he is warm in his heart, after all, he still didn't say it out of his mouth.

It turned out that they were all placebo pills, no wonder he wrote so casually.

It can be written casually, but when it is distributed, it looks serious.Changwu even asked every disaster victim who came forward to ask for talisman papers for their birthdays, then rummaged through the talisman papers, took out one and handed it over.

It is said that people with different birthdays have different ways of drawing the talisman paper.

Lan Hua'er stood at the back and listened to Chang Wu's flickering desperately, and felt that she was embarrassed too.She knew that when Changwu wrote the talisman paper, he didn't think about the four pillars, the eight trigrams and the Liuhe. In fact, he just followed a rough pattern and scribbled on the paper with a little water.At the speed at which he was writing, Lan Hua'er didn't think the talisman paper would be of any use.

Those great immortals who write talisman papers by hand should fast and take a bath, and then use their magical powers to mix their own spiritual energy into the talisman. Unlike Changwu, they can do it with a wave, and it is still mass-produced.

But I'm sorry, I'm sorry, those victims who got the talisman were really happy, it seemed that after having the talisman, they would be invulnerable to all diseases, and would be able to transform into a little superman immediately.

Changwu had a good temper, and told every disaster victim who came over that these talismans were a simplification of a large formation in the village, and they could only guarantee safety within a certain distance.If it is too far away from the big formation set up in the village, these talisman papers will be useless.

The area that Lan Huaer heard from him happened to be from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, and if he went further into the mountain, he might encounter ferocious beasts or bandits, so he said that the talisman paper could not protect it.

Lan Hua'er scoffed at Changwu's deceit behind her, but actually admired him for reducing the possibility of the victims going to the deep mountains by using such a method.

In this way, no matter whether everyone believes it or not, they will at least keep their eyes open, knowing that going to the back will indeed encounter danger, and even the talisman of the Great Immortal cannot protect them.

(End of this chapter)