I raise dragons in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 12 Fulu Replacement of Ginseng

"Whoever has a yellow cloth with pen and ink, just bring it! I want to draw a talisman!"

At this moment, Zhang Yi said, this made everyone believe even more. You must know that Zhang Yang, Zhang Yi's predecessor, could not read a single big character, but now he wants to write, which is beyond people's understanding. What is it if it is not the reincarnation of a celestial master?
As far as Zhang Yi is concerned, since he has studied history, these words are easy for him, although the writing may not be very good-looking.But if you fool around, no one will care about it.

Therefore, as soon as these words came out, it immediately caused a sensation.

"My family has brushes, bamboo slips, and yellow cloth!"

Ancient paper is a rare product, and bamboo slips are usually used instead of it, and cloth is even more luxurious, but people think that if you can get the authentic work of a celestial master, even using cloth is worth it.And this talisman also has a kind of magic power, the magic power of becoming stronger and longevity.

Some Yellow Turban soldiers even took off the yellow scarves on their heads directly, wanting to draw amulets for Zhang Yi.

And people shouted loudly.

"Hurry up and prepare the ginseng of the big year, Zhang Tianshi is going to draw a talisman!"

The lively scene suddenly lost many people, and these people went back to get ginseng.

A 20-year-old ginseng is worth a lot of money, let alone a 50-year-old ginseng.

Soon, the villagers put a table in front of Zhang Yi, which was covered with bamboo slips and yellow cloth.And Tong Xi naturally stood by his side.No one in Tong Xi dares to think wrongly about her now, because she appeared with Zhang Yi, and it is not certain which boy she is reincarnated or something.No matter who is reincarnated, it is an existence that they cannot provoke.So for Tong Xi, these people also showed enough respect.

At this time, there were already several villagers in front of the table, holding ginseng in their hands. The living conditions of these people were considered good, but they were also the most severe to Zhang Yi, so Zhang Yi would not be polite.

He picked up three big bamboo slips, dipped them in the ink, and started to draw randomly, as if he was still muttering words.

Soon the three kinds of talismans were drawn, and he said:
"There are three kinds of talismans in front of me. One is to summon gods and exorcise ghosts, the other is to heal diseases and maintain health, and the third is to pray for blessings and disasters! Together, the three can have an additional function, which is to become stronger and live longer. All these three talismans need Warming with incense for 49 days in seven days and seven days can produce a huge effect."

He introduced the three kinds of talismans in front of him, and said the number of days of use after the talismans, in order to prevent these people from finding out that they were cheated immediately after taking them back, which would be embarrassing.

That's why seven or seven days have been added. This is the number of days that are usually broadcast in movies, and there is no major consideration.The main reason is that it took a long time, and after 49 days, he didn't know where he was anymore.

Someone asked: "Master Zhang, how to exchange these three kinds of talismans?"

"Look at the age of your ginseng. For 50-year-old ginseng, you can exchange three pairs, for 40-year-old ginseng, you can exchange two pairs, and for 30-year-old ginseng, you can exchange one pair for one."

Someone asked: "What about the 20-year-old ginseng?"

He forgot that there are still 20 years old, so he said: "The 20-year old ones are embarrassing, but I, Zhang Tianshi, have licensed three plants to exchange for a pair based on the heart of Purdue sentient beings. What do you think?"

At this time, his words directly aroused the reaction of everyone, as if they had picked up a bargain.

"Okay, I'll change! I'll change!"

"Tong Xi, help me and put their ginseng into your small basket."

Zhang Yi was still a little flustered alone, especially for these many people.

"Yes, son!"

Tong Xi put away the villagers' ginseng, and muttered, "A 50-year-old ginseng..."

Zhang Yi, on the other hand, kept drawing ghostly talismans. For this kind of talisman, he was already handy, but it was just the superposition of some fonts. I had watched Lin Zhengying's movies a lot, and I liked to study these heretical ways.Therefore, this kind of talisman is really nothing to him.

Tong Xi kept collecting ginseng, and in the eyes of the other Yellow Turban soldiers, he was so envious.Their eyes have not left the talisman in Zhang Yi's hand.

Because in their eyes, that is a good thing.

But they didn't dare to snatch it, because Zhang Tianshi was in front of them, a terrifying existence, so they could only watch eagerly.

In the end, when Zhang Yi finished drawing the last talisman, he was almost paralyzed from exhaustion, but when he thought of the little golden dragon in his arms, he cheered up again.

At this time, he was a little decadent, and he picked up a 20-year-old ginseng and ate it directly.

This decadent expression instantly vanished, replaced by one full of energy, and felt a little stronger than before in terms of aura.

This made everyone amazed when they saw it. Every change of Zhang Yi would bring shock to people, and they were convinced of his identity.

The faces of those who got the talismans were full of satisfaction, and some even started to show off. For them, the functions of these three talismans were extremely important.If they knew that it was just a trick by Zhang Yi, these people would probably faint with anger, right?
At the same time, in Zhang Yi's view, the eyes of the hundred or so Yellow Turban soldiers seemed a little impure, and he smiled coldly, because he could predict what would happen to these villagers in a while.

The talisman Feidan didn't bring them good luck, but it brought them disaster. They should understand the truth that everyone is innocent and pregnant is guilty.

Now because of his presence, these people did not dare to do anything wrong, what if he left?Then the fate of these villagers can be imagined.But all this has nothing to do with it.

Zhang Yi looked at the ginseng in the small basket, and was secretly proud. If Xiao Jinlong hadn't already owned a 50-year-old ginseng, he would have been overjoyed by the ginseng in the basket.

He has already made a plan. In the future, he will eat the ones under 20 years old, and give the little golden dragon the old ones directly. He is very much looking forward to it, and this little golden dragon can give him some surprises.

Zhang Yi glanced at the greedy eyes of the Yellow Turban Army, and then at Deng Mao's swollen mouth. From the eyes of these people, their greed can also be seen.Their greed is not aimed at his ginseng, but the talismans he painted.

So he cleared his throat again and said, "The mantra I taught you just now, you should go back and study hard. From now on, I will travel around the world and never come back again!"

'Never come back', said very emphatically, it seems to be intended to remind the Yellow Turbans.

A Yellow Turban Army shouted: "Master Zhang, I beg you to take us to travel around the world together!"

As soon as this person said it, he was rejected by Zhang Yi, and he said: "I am used to being celibate, are you ruining my cultivation?"

As soon as these words came out, the man was speechless.

And Zhang Yi said to Tong Xi: "Tong Xi, let's go!"

Accept as soon as you see it, this is what Zhang Yi thinks in his heart, greed will not end well.

"Yes! Son!"

At this time, everyone said in unison: "Respectfully send the celestial master to travel!"

Zhang Yi went to the side to pick up a relatively good-quality broadsword, and went to Wolong Village without looking back.

As for what will happen behind him, that will have nothing to do with him.He even had a feeling that those Yellow Turban soldiers would not follow him in the direction he was going.

Sure enough, as soon as he left, Deng Mao suddenly showed an evil side, with a fierce expression, and led a hundred yellow scarf soldiers towards the villagers who had talismans...

(End of this chapter)