Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 71 Three Sheets of Paper

Lingchu hurriedly grabbed Sergeant Mi Yuan's arm, his scalp was a little numb, "Since we met, it is fate. What I practice is the Tao, and what I pay attention to is the law of fate, but everyone has their own fate, and I can't guarantee it. You can only try to save him."

"As long as you can give it a try, everything is fine! As long as you are willing to give it a try!"

When Sergeant Mi Yuan heard this, he almost cried on the spot for Lingchu to see, his eyes were full of excitement, a big man, crying and laughing like a child.

Lingchu frowned slightly, not liking this feeling.

Because, she herself is not sure whether she can save Luo Yi, it's just a try.

But Sergeant Mi Yuan obviously didn't take her words to heart, and probably thought she was speaking modestly.

Lingchu was a little helpless, but right now she didn't know what to say, so she lowered her head and took out a few pieces of yellow paper and a box of cinnabar from her pocket.

Immediately, she pulled out another brush from the system.

It is rare to see this kind of pen and paper these days, Yan Chen and Sergeant Mi Yuan were very curious about it.

Sergeant Mi Yuan rubbed his hands, and couldn't help asking: "Miss Ling, where did these things come from? What kind of thing is this?"

He took a closer look at Lingchu's body. There was only a small pocket that was more decorative than practical. It might be okay to hold a few sheets of paper. A pen that is so long and a bit weird shouldn't be able to fit it in, right?
Lingchu directly ignored Sergeant Mi Yuan's first question, and explained: "This is a brush for drawing symbols."

Several question marks appeared in the eyes of Sergeant Mi Yuan, "Painting symbols?"

Lingchu hummed, and said first: "I don't know how to explain this to you, just watch."

Sergeant Mi Yuan was about to continue to ask, but when he heard the words, he could only say "oh", and pressed back the doubts that came to his lips.

Yan Chen looked at Lingchu's palm, and saw that she was holding the pen, her movements were smooth, and she was truly flowing.

Yan Chen remembered that he had seen this kind of writing brush in some ancient materials before, and heard that some writing brushes were very expensive.

However, with the development of technology to their level, few people even use normal pens, let alone this kind of brush.

Basically, it only exists in history books, or in the data of the earth's chronology.

And now there are even fewer people who can use this brush.

But seeing that Lingchu is so proficient, it is definitely not the first time to use it.

Yan Chen was rather curious, where Lingchu got these things from.

But seeing that Lingchu had no intention of explaining, Yan Chen didn't say anything.

Lingchu lay down on the coffee table, quickly drew three talismans, and handed them to Sergeant Mi Yuan.

"This one is a safety talisman. As the name suggests, it is used to keep safe and deal with some accidents. This one is a talisman for nourishing qi, a talisman for recuperation. It can be used with another talisman for nourishing qi to regulate the body. For some common diseases, the effect is quite good, but I don't know if Luo Yi has any effect, so I can only try it."

Sergeant Mi Yuan took the three talismans, and after hearing Lingchu's introduction one by one, he was a little dizzy.

"These three pieces of paper...do they really work?"

Sergeant Mi Yuan's eyes are full of doubts, not because he wants to doubt Lingchu, but...

These three pieces of paper are really not convincing.

Luo Yi's adoptive parents are also considered rich. From childhood to adulthood, they brought Luo Yi to see many famous doctors and took a lot of expensive medicines.

However, Luo Yi's situation has not improved.

With just three pieces of paper, I want Luo Yi to get better...

No one can believe it.

(End of this chapter)