Xing Tie, I am a scattered soldier, starting from the underworld

"That's pretty good, but I don't think this is something I can master!"

The jackdaw put away the brush, looking embarrassed.

"This is definitely not something you can master right now, but as long as you practice diligently and use your talent, in twenty years, you will definitely be able to reach my level, or even surpass me!"

Sanbing was confused, thinking that he was making big promises before he even started learning. He was not brought up on a diet of big promises.

The soldier smiled and nodded.

"That's great, please teach me how to draw an attack talisman first!"

Jackdaw was delighted to see the good effect and coughed.

"Since you are so enthusiastic, let's get started!"

Jackdaw took out an ordinary brush and a piece of talisman paper from the table and spread them on the table.

"Come and see!" Jackdaw waved his hand and called the scattered soldiers to him: "Start writing from this place. Don't write too fast. You have to master the rhythm and match it with your breathing..."

At this point, Jackdaw subconsciously glanced at the scattered soldier. He remembered that the other party was a puppet, so he should not be breathing!

After this beating, the talisman was ruined.

Jackdaw was not embarrassed at all and explained: "This is a wrong demonstration, please do not imitate it!"

"Also, you're a puppet, do you breathe?"

The soldier shook his head slightly: "No, but don't worry, just treat me as a human being. Most of the time, I am no different from humans!"

Jackdaw nodded slightly: "That's easy. If you are like my sister, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn the talisman making method well."

Jackdaw lowered his head, changed a new piece of talisman paper, and started demonstrating again.

This time the strokes were much smoother, and the pattern was outlined on the talisman paper with just one stroke.

However, compared with the talismans printed in the air before, the aura is weaker. It seems that drawing talismans in the air is a more advanced method.

After demonstrating it once, Jackdaw turned around and looked at the skirmishers.

"What do you think? Do you want to demonstrate it a few more times?"

The difficulties always come at the beginning. As long as you remember how to draw talismans and can roughly draw a prototype, you can continue to improve it later.

Images began to emerge in Sanbing's mind. Every movement of the Jackdaw seemed to be in slow motion, being constantly cut and divided into fragments.

"Let's do it again!" said the soldier.

Although I have roughly memorized the drawing method, I always need to check and fill in the gaps.

Upon hearing this, the Jackdaw demonstrated it again quickly without hesitation.

"How is it? Do you have a slight impression?"

Jackdaw was not in a hurry at all. When teaching talismans, it was normal to demonstrate it dozens of times. When he was teaching Huo Huo, it seemed that he taught it more than thirty times on the first day.

The soldier nodded slightly: "I roughly remember it. I will go back and practice!"

After saying that, the soldier turned around and walked out of the house.

The Jackdaw was stunned for a moment before reacting and quickly went to the door to stop him.

"Wait... you remembered everything so quickly, don't you want to go back and look through the books?

There are no drawing steps in the book, only a picture for reference!"

Jackdaw explained that she didn't believe that Skirmisher could remember all the steps after watching them twice.

This simplest attack talisman has more than fifty strokes and is not easy to remember.

The skirmishers stopped.

"It's okay, I've memorized it, now I just need to go back and practice it!"

Sanbing spoke calmly, still wanting to go back to his room, where it was quiet and comfortable.

Jackdaw frowned, looking at the expressionless face, thinking that the other party might be lying to her.

"It's the same if we practice here. I can also give guidance from the side."

After thinking about it, Sanbing felt that the logic was correct, but...

"Will my being here disturb your rest?"

Jackdaw waved his hand casually: "No, just practice here!"

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Sanbing didn't refuse and returned to the desk.

He took a chair, sat down, dipped the brush in ink and began to paint.

His movements were slow, his slender white fingers tightly gripping the pen, his other hand pressing on the talisman paper.

With the first stroke, the smooth ink flows on the paper like a swimming dragon.

Jackdaw felt a little emotional when watching this scene. Not long ago, Sanbing was an illiterate who couldn't even write his own name, but now he can even draw talismans.

It's only been about two months, but it feels like ten years have passed.

Judging from the fluency, Sanbing does have the skills to make talismans.

The Jackdaw stood by the desk, looking down.

The first one failed unsurprisingly.

The soldier showed no expression and picked up the second card to continue.

The second one failed, and then the third one.

Third... Fourth...

The scattered soldiers wrote and modified mechanically, and the attack talisman was slowly taking shape.

The Jackdaw nodded slightly.

She understood now. With Sanbing's meticulous attitude and the speed at which the talisman paper was consumed, it would be difficult for him to fail.

Some people complain and get afraid when they make a mistake, and naturally nothing can be accomplished.

The jackdaw felt a little dazzled and inexplicably sleepy.

Rubbing his eyes, Jackdaw found a stool and sat down.

From this position, you can just see Sanbing's serious profile.

You know what, this guy is really handsome when he’s serious!

The upper eyelids gradually closed and the jackdaw slowly closed its eyes.

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Chapter 88 The love brain is so scary

"Success!"

The soldier let out a light breath. A piece of yellow and black talisman paper lay quietly on the table. The ink had not yet completely dried. The special runes contained a special killing intent.

Although Jackdaw said that one must have a murderous intention when making an attack talisman, that is only a means to increase attack power, not a means to make it successful.

"Jackdaw, see how..."

The soldier picked up the talisman paper, turned around, and was about to ask, but saw Jackdaw sitting on the chair, his head tilted on the backrest, his eyes closed, breathing evenly and rhythmically, obviously he had fallen asleep.

Sanbing moved more gently and put the talisman paper back on the desk.

Frowning slightly, he gently pushed the chair away and then came to the Jackdaw.

Get ready to put her in the coffin.

Just as his hand was about to touch her arm, he heard a slight sound of wind.

The soldier stopped moving, stood up and looked towards the door.

The door was ajar, and then Xue Yi nimbly came in.

"I'm here, she's a light sleeper, you can easily wake her up!"

The soldier said nothing and nodded slightly.

He returned to the desk, put some talismans into the ring, and then walked out.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Snowy's small body hold the Jackdaw in her arms and put it into the coffin like a child.

Back in his room, Sanbing sat at his desk and continued practicing.

It only succeeded once, so we can't say it's a success yet. We need to be able to produce talismans stably first.

It was not until midnight that Sanbing felt that it was enough, so he made a dozen sealing talismans and then lay back in the coffin to sleep.

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The next morning.

The Jackdaw rubbed his eyes and sat up from the coffin, looking at the surroundings in confusion.

It was clearly her own room, but it always felt like a strange environment to her.

"When did I fall asleep?"

Jackdaw turned his head and looked towards the desk, but there was no trace of the scattered soldiers there.

Looking towards the chair where she fell asleep yesterday, she confirmed that she was sitting there yesterday and suddenly fell asleep.

Who carried her into the coffin, the soldier or her sister?

Jackdaw moved the quilt aside, then stood up and walked out of the coffin.

There was a pile of rolled-up talisman paper in the corner of the room, which was obviously the work of Sanbing.

Suddenly, her eyes fixed and she looked towards the table.