After wearing the book, I was forced to become a fake system

Chapter 252 The Fryer

Old Eleven has been beaten into a dog, who else dares to go up?

"Xiao Tong, brother, there is only one question left."

The second brother raised his hand.

Jia Xitong nodded, "Say it."

It's a bit like Teacher Tong.

"The unique skill of drawing talismans, is it you and your junior brother who can do it, or is it just you?"

Jia Xitong smiled slightly, "Who knows and who doesn't, don't you already have the answer in your heart?"

This tall man's posture made a group of naive senior brothers bewildered.

Thinking about it now, Junior Brother Yan has the reputation of being a master talisman maker, but he has never drawn a talisman in public.On the contrary, it is a small bucket, generous and generous, and a few Misu talismans are given away.

Wait, Misufu?

Brother Eleven's eyes suddenly lit up, "Xiao Tong, can you draw Misu Talisman?"

After Eleventh Brother finished asking, the eyes of other senior brothers also began to shine.

"meeting."

Brother Eleven: "Teach this too?"

This skill is the chicken that lays the golden eggs.

"……teach."

Anyway, no matter how long her hands draw the talismans, the supply is still in short supply, and now she doesn't need to make money to support the family, so it's better to give some benefits to the brothers, "As long as everyone can learn it."

Teacher Tong is so generous.

So generous that everyone was stunned for a moment.

"Don't teach us."

As a senior brother, how can you let the fine barrel suffer.

The senior brother thought about the overall situation and said, shattering Eleven's dream of getting rich, "But you can't run away with a Misu talisman for each of you, little barrel bastard, how dare you hide it for so long."

The big brother said complacently.

If he didn't dare to reach out his hand to Junior Brother Yan, how could he dare to reach out to the thin barrel?
After finishing speaking, he added, "Except for old nineteen."

Old Nineteen has three!

Big brother is so detailed.

"Senior brother, don't be crooked, I'm advising everyone to repair talismans!"

Jia Xitong reiterated his purpose, and then asked the only sitting senior brother to stand up, took out the statue of the god of magic spells and put it on the stool, "Why are you all looking at me, worship God."

The little raccoon formally introduced the god of talismans, "This is the ancestor of the way of talismans, Hu, Zhong, and Ping!"

As the so-called willing to gamble and admit defeat, Eleven was the first to kneel down, and shouted angrily in his dantian, "Hello, Master Patriarch!"

Jia Xitong was very satisfied with Brother Eleven's foresight.

She looked at the other senior brothers, and the other senior brothers were looking at Eleven.

"What are you looking at, kneel down."

Under Jia Xitong's urging, Old Nineteenth Knelt, Tenth Senior Brother Knelt, Fifth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother also knelt...

In the end, only the eldest brother was left standing stubbornly.

"Big Brother?"

Jia Xitong flew to his side.

The senior brother straightened his spine, "A disciple of Qingshuang Peak, I will never be someone else's disciple."

As soon as these words came out, the other nineteen juniors were immediately ashamed.Why didn't they have such a high awareness just now?

"No, brother, this is just an elective, you are still from Qingshuangfeng."

Jia Xitong whispered next to him, "There is only one master, but there are many beliefs!"

This remark is very reasonable.

Under her Taoism (qiang) principle (po), the brothers and Niu Chuanchuan knelt down neatly in front of the wooden statue.

Jia Xitong squatted next to the wooden statue, solemnly presided over the worship,

"A bow!"

"Two bows!"

"Three bows!"

"Li Cheng, get up!"

Twenty believers, the task is overfulfilled.

The little raccoon put away the wood carving, flew to the side of Shang Yanting, and unfolded the embroidery scroll expectantly.

There is no change in the embroidery scroll, only "one" is shining.

"No."

White was busy.

Jia Xitong thought of how much he said so earnestly just now, and made his brothers kowtow three times.Twenty people didn't light up the word "pick up"!

"Master Fushen, you did it on purpose. Give a sweet date and a big stick. Everyone kowtowed, and the word "pick up" was not lit up."

Just as she was complaining, her eyes suddenly went dark.A distant and heavy voice came from my ear,
"To open the dossier, you need a sincere person."

Down-to-earth means that believers who sincerely worship and respect can be counted, and brothers who are semi-compulsive are not counted.

The God of Talisman is very shrewd and doesn't give in at all.

"Small barrel, what's wrong with you?"

The brothers looked at the little raccoon who ran to the center of the golden talisman with the wooden carving in his arms, and shouted at her.

"It's all right."

Jia Xitong put away the embroidered scroll and flew back, "Starting tomorrow, right here in the main hall, we will start teaching talismans."

She had already thought about the first class: the emergence and development of talismans.

Just when she was immersed in her own thoughts, the senior brothers waved to her in horror.

"Thin barrel, back!"

"Small barrel, fly!"

"Come here!"

……

Amidst the yelling, Jia Xitong only felt her eyes brighten up, and then the roaring sound and the shock wave of the explosion pushed her away one after another, and she pushed away six or seven meters in an instant.

When she stabilized her figure, a figure descended from the sky and caught her.

It was Shang Yanting.

He hugged her and landed lightly. Jia Xitong looked at him and his first reaction was, "Dear host? Have you succeeded in alchemy?"

"……No."

Failed,
The fryer is on,
That's why there is such a huge movement.

After the explosion, they went back again.The ground was in a mess, and black drug foam was everywhere.As for the whole stove, it rolled down to the corner of the wall, but even though it was a violent explosion, it didn't shatter it.

The Taixu Baji Furnace is really extraordinary.

It's just a pity that these materials are gone.

Celestial ginseng fruit, spirit marrow, Langmu leaves, and real soil, any of these are priceless treasures that are hard to see.

Especially the celestial ginseng fruit, they only have two in total, and now there is only one left.

Shang Yanting looked at the medicine dregs on the ground, pursed his lips tightly,
"I'll go and look at the refining method of the Yuanchu Taiyi Pill."

He has been studying that palm-sized book with only five pages for more than a month, and Jia Xitong can memorize the content on it.

Where he needs to look again, he is just hesitating.

"My host, let's practice while you're familiar with it."

Jia Xitong said from the side, "Failure is the mother of success. Whoever does alchemy does not fail a few times and blow up the furnace a few times."

"But there is only one ginseng fruit left."

"Just one piece. Anyway, we don't eat it, and we will definitely find more in the future."

Jia Xitong spread his paws, as if we were not short of money, "And you said before, only when something is used can it be considered to have exerted its value."

Shang Yanting: "When did you say that?"

"When we escaped before, I drew the paper of Zhu Youfu."

Jia Xitong patted him on the head, "You forgot about this, it was my talisman that healed your limbs at that time!"

"You have a pretty good memory."

A pleasant smile appeared on the corner of Shang Yanting's mouth, and then he explained, "I'm really going to see if there are any omissions in the records in the manual, and I'm not giving up alchemy."

(End of this chapter)