"Tianpeng Tianpeng, Jiuyuan Evil Child; Wu Dingdusi, Gao Diao Beiweng; Seven Politics and Eight Spirits, Taishang Haohao and evil."

"Purify water!"

"disease!"

Fang Zheng pinched the talisman with his sword. When he was standing in the air, the talisman paper was already spontaneously burning without fire.

Then he pointed at it, and the burning talisman paper turned into a wire of fire and sank into the bucket.

The talisman paper melts when it enters the water. The spiritual power inside it explodes a few bubbles at the bottom of the water, and then disappears without any dust.

It’s different to get teaching. Before that, no matter how he explored, he couldn’t get into it.

Now, it is possible to draw true talismans "easily".

The talisman method also shows its power, purifying the evil energy in the water, allowing the well water to be taken by people.

"Master Fang, I'm fine!"

The Zhang family manager beside him bowed and waved his hand, and two people lifted the bucket and left.

But immediately, five large barrels, which were about three feet tall and were astonishingly long, were moved over again.

"Master Fang, I'm fine!"

The manager bowed again.

Fang Zheng's face was pale and his throat rolled: "Manager Zhang, should we take a rest?"

"this……"

Manager Zhang looked embarrassed: "There are many people waiting for water in front of you, Master Fang should do his best!"

"I've tried my best."

Fang Zheng raised his left hand expressionlessly and said, "If not, this talisman, will you draw it if you change to Manager Zhang?"

But he saw that his left hand and even his arm were all cut by a sharp blade.

Especially the tips of the five fingers, I don’t know how many times I have been pricked, and it has turned blue and purple, and it has been swollen.

It looks shocking!

The water purification talisman has limited effect, but there are so many people waiting for water to drink, so naturally it cannot be done by one or two.

And every time you draw a picture, you need to bleed once!

The injury on his hand was the consequence of constantly bleeding for the past half day. His right hand was spared from being drawn by talismans.

And the pale complexion is naturally caused by excessive blood loss.

"Then, Master Fang, eat something."

Manager Zhang reached out and led his hand to the back, and the table behind him was filled with food.

In addition to three meats, three vegetables and one soup, there are also blood-replenishing items such as black sesame seeds, angelica, and red dates.

Fang Zheng's forehead was beating with blue veins, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Manager Zhang, do you think that after I eat, the blood can be replenished immediately?"

"Don't think I'm an acquaintance, I won't turn against you!"

The person in front of him introduced him to his residence at the beginning, and he met several times since then, so he was familiar with him.

But even if you are familiar with it, you are too forced now!

“Yes, yes.”

Manager Zhang also knew that he had done something too much and looked embarrassed: "Master Fang, please rest first. When will you think it's OK? Let's continue."

"Um."

Fang Zheng nodded with a penis face and took a step to sit down at the table full of food.

The method taught by the Goddess Ma is true. You can successfully draw talismans, but it must be blood!

It cannot be chicken blood, dog blood, or even other people's blood. It must be the blood of the person who draws the talisman.

In this way, the breath can be connected and the power in the talisman is stimulated.

Of course, if you have a high level of cultivation, you can also borrow the blood of others, just like the witch Ma did at the beginning.

But such people no longer need to rely on blood, and can stimulate the power in the talisman by just passing the qi.

However, every time you draw a talisman, you will consume a certain amount of your own qi and blood.

The water purification talisman has limited effect, and maintaining so many people's drinking water is not easy for the witch Ma.

What's more, she has other things to do.

In addition, Fang Zheng was quite pleased with the eyes, so she followed the flow and taught the method of drawing talismans.

Not far away.

The witch Ma held the compass in her right hand, and made gestures with her left hand, muttering constantly, and her feet kept turning around the ancient well.

From time to time, I would stop and pick up the talisman pen and apply a piece of jade behind me a few times.

The jade fist is the size of a cinnabar, and the mark immediately penetrates into it, as if it is originally red.

"Brother Fang!"

Outside the Buddhist temple, someone shouted in a low voice.

"Fifth day of the New Year!"

Fang Zheng looked back and looked slightly happy in his eyes, and immediately walked over: "You are awake."

"Um."

Zhang Chuwu nodded, first glanced at the witch Ma carefully before whispering: "I just met Mr. Song Er, and he was asking me about you."

The Zhang family was in turmoil and the disasters affected the small town. Many people came to inquire about the news, and it was not surprising that they met the second master of the Song family.

Fang Zheng asked, "Did you tell him my plans?"

"Sayed."

Zhang Chuwu said, "But Mr. Song said that he would meet you in person and talk to you."

"He wants to see me?"

Fang Zheng frowned slightly.

He is a little shy. If he can do things without bothering others, he will not bother others, and he is not used to refusing others in person.

However, he really doesn't want to do the errand arranged by Mr. Song.

"Oh well!"

Fang Zheng sighed lightly: "Where is Mr. Song? I'll go see him."

Zhang Chuwu immediately replied: "In the front room."

"Master Fang."

Manager Zhang hurriedly stepped forward to stop the two of them and said, "Here..."

"I'll go back if I go, I won't delay for long, just treat it as a rest time."

Fang Zheng waved his hand with a gloomy face: "And there are people from the yamen urging him and there is still money to take it. Are you afraid that I will run away?"

He is not a waste of work.

A large bucket of clean water costs ten cents, and the witch who provided the materials and technology took 60% of them. The bleeding made four cents.

After this busy work, he has earned more than 200 entries.

Fortunately, there is not much blood required for drawing talismans every time, otherwise he would have been useless now!

…………

Walking on the road, Fang Zheng kneaded his left arm and found that his whole arm was already a little numb and swollen.

It seems that I will be more at ease after I go back.

He doesn't want to mess with himself in order to draw talismans.

"What are you holding?"

When he turned around, he saw Zhang Chuwu holding a piece of white paper in his hand and asked curiously.

"It's the portrait of a warlock wanted in this incident."

Zhang Chuwu unfolded the portrait, and there was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, and he looked very clear.

"This person is named Li Daohua, from Yangzhou, and he is a cult demon."

Speaking of this, he lowered his voice and said, "I heard that this man is the nephew of the witch Ma!"

"ah!"

Fang Zheng's expression changed.

No wonder Zhang Chuwu looked at the witch Ma just now with a little wrong look.
To be continued...