Did you see my knife?

Chapter 135
After taking a bath, Xu Fengchun's spirit improved a lot, thinking that he didn't like Lin Xingmu at all, so there was no need to feel awkward, and he should face Lin Xingmu boldly.

After calming down, Xu Fengchun realized that there was no need to care about the previous irritability. He went downstairs to eat an apple, and suddenly found that Lin Xingmu had disappeared.

"Oh, sir, I went out, I don't know what to do. Before I left, I specifically told you that I can't let you drink. The husband cares about you so much, so you can't drink anymore." Li Jinghong, who was mopping the floor, glared at Xu Fengchun. At a glance, the floor is mopped clean and spotless.

Just as Xu Fengchun wanted to go to the toilet, Li Jinghong pressed him on the sofa violently, "Don't move."

The distance was too close, Xu Fengchun didn't even want to move his eyes, let alone move his body.

He looked at Li Jinghong in front of him, and felt that he was very calm, and he did not face Lin Xingmu's nervousness and bewilderment at that time.

After being stared at for a long time, Li Jinghong felt a little embarrassed, "Don't move around, wait until the ground is done."

He took the mop to the second floor, and said as he went upstairs, "I finally mopped it clean, don't step on it, or I'll beat you up."

Xu Fengchun responded, looking at Li Jinghong who was wearing an apron, he had a strange illusion.

Why is she so like a housewife.

Dazed.

Xu Fengchun shook his head and ate another apple. After eating, he rubbed his stuffed stomach and went to the toilet when he saw the ground was dry.

He Tianshou and Jin Zaiying were bored in their room all day long. Xu Fengchun asked what they were doing, and he got a unified answer: draw symbols.

"Jinghong, tell me about the paper talisman." On the third day after Lin Xingmu left, Xu Fengchun bored Li Jinghong and asked him to tell him.

Not only did Xia Minglang and Hua Erqiao take over that mission, they haven't come back yet, and there hasn't even been a word of news.

Li Jinghong said that there is a fate card for each of them in the small warehouse in the villa. If someone is in danger, the sign will move, and if there is nothing on the sign, it means it is safe.

Xu Fengchun went to see it, and there were many things in the small warehouse. The sign on one of the tables was their fate card, and there was no Lin Xingmu.

Xu Fengchun also found out that his own brand had appeared at some point, with his name engraved on it, the handwriting was very clear and very beautiful, and it could be seen at a glance that it was carved by someone himself.

Unlike him, other brands have very distorted engravings.

Xu Fengchun asked Li Jinghong why the handwriting was different, Li Jinghong rolled his eyes and said, "We carved these by ourselves, only you, Mr. carved it with his own hands."

Xu Fengchun was in a delicate mood, he didn't stay there for long, and left the small warehouse very quickly.

However, Li Jinghong's words that "Only you are carved by Mr. himself" lingered in his mind for a long time.

"I don't understand this." Li Jinghong's voice brought back Xu Fengchun's thoughts, he shrugged helplessly, "Have you seen that I have drawn talisman paper?"

Xu Fengchun: "It seems that there is no..."

"That's it, I can't draw it, I can't draw a complete talisman paper."

"why?"

"Lixu." Li Jinghong explained: "Every time I draw half of my strength, it's like being completely sucked away. I can't hold the pen anymore. I can't stop drawing symbols. I have to melt them all in one breath, so I There is no way to draw it. The master knows it, so he specially asked me not to draw it."

"Do you still need to read this?" Xu Fengchun was a little surprised.

"Yeah, I'm not suitable for drawing talismans. If you...have a chance to let my husband teach you, I don't think it's useless for other people to let them teach you."

Xu Fengchun didn't know what he meant, because he had nothing to do, so he went to see Jin Zaiying in the afternoon, and wanted to see how he drew the talisman.

He knocked on the door, and Jin Zaiying let him in directly after knowing it was him.

As soon as the door was opened, there were bright yellow talisman papers all over the floor, with all kinds of messy characters on them.

Jin Zaiying sat in front of the table, staring at Xu Fengchun with a broken face, with dark circles under his eyes like a panda.

Xu Fengchun thought that he hadn't seen him for three days, so he couldn't help asking, "How long have you not slept?"

Jin Zaiying made a three-to-one comparison, Xu Fengchun's eyes widened, "You haven't slept for three days? Have you eaten yet?"

Jin Zaiying shook his head.

Xu Fengchun: "..." He thought that when he couldn't see it, Jin Zaiying and He Tianshou would order takeaway by themselves.

This painting must have been a bit of a waste of sleep and food.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Jin Zaiying rubbed his eyes, "If you stop, you won't be able to draw any more."

There was still thick paper on the table, Xu Fengchun glanced at the one he was drawing.

He couldn't tell what he was painting at all, and he didn't even know what the material was. Although it was black, it didn't look like ink at all.

"What are you using?" Xu Fengchun asked.

"Cinnabar." Jin Zaiying spit out two words weakly, crumpled up the paper on the table, and threw it on the ground.

Another scrapped.

Xu Fengchun couldn't understand it, and couldn't ask him why he threw it away again, so he just stared at his drawing.

In the end, I didn't know how long I stared at it, and it was already midnight when I came back to my senses.

He found that he couldn't remember what Jin Zaiying was drawing at all, the technique of drawing those symbols, how to draw them, and it became blank when he thought about it.

At the same time, he heard Jin Zaiying mutter again, "Hey, what kind of talisman did I draw? Oh, oh, the pure heart talisman."

He suddenly realized that he continued to bow his head to paint, Xu Fengchun left dumbfounded, did not continue to disturb his painting, just went down and brought up a glass of milk.

When he arrived at Jin Zaiying's room, he had already fallen asleep lying on the table, and the Langhao pen was put aside.

Xu Fengchun took the quilt and covered Jin Zaiying, and then couldn't control himself a little bit, picked up the pen and dipped a little cinnabar, looked at the talisman paper that Jin Zaiying had drawn before, and started to draw.

He had just finished writing, and his whole wrist seemed to be pressed by a heavy object, making it difficult to move. Even when he gritted his teeth and tried to draw, his right hand began to hurt.

A kind of pain that was about to explode made Xu Fengchun let go of the pen in an instant, panting heavily and pinching his wrist, suddenly found that a layer of cold sweat had broken out on his back.

What's going on, why does the hand feel severe pain, it feels like it's broken.

He looked at the cinnabar and tried again, this time it started to hurt as soon as he touched the pen.

Xu Fengchun didn't dare to touch the pen again, rubbed his still sore hand, waited until he felt no pain at all before setting things up, and left as silently as possible.

Why can't I hold the pen.

With this question in mind, Xu Fengchun returned to his room, staring at his right hand, feeling strange.

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Everything is scribbled on the talisman paper, I don't understand (picking nose) If there is a routine mistake, please point it out.

(End of this chapter)