C182 Not your home

"You have a brush?" Do you know what a talisman brush is? " Ling Feiyu shook her head in disdain. Of course he could tell that this old man was just an ordinary person. How could she have a talisman brush!?

The yellow watch paper that Ling Feiyu was looking for. Actually, the Cultivation Realm back then was specially made for yellow paper that was used to draw talismans by Yellow Lily Grass. This kind of paper could withstand the Genuine Essence's infusion. What is that yellow watch paper in this world?

Also, he had to restrain the infusion of Genuine Essence s with a talisman brush. Furthermore, he had to be able to let the Genuine Essence flow smoothly into the Yellow Paper. This needs to be done with special materials. There were special bamboo pen runes in the Cultivation Realm, and there were jade rod runes.

"From your words, I can tell that you are cultivators." The old man's eyes widened. "There's no need to talk about the joy on his face." My ancestors were the cultivator. While he was fighting with the psychic s of Light Divine Cult. Being attacked and injured by them. After that, he left behind his brush and the like. "

Speaking of which, the old man's face was filled with grief. "He pulled out a dilapidated wooden box from under the bed." Heh heh, I'm not a good person. He relied on his grandfather to leave behind a design on talismans, following the directions of a gourd and spending a bit of money. All the stuff I drew, of course it's not even bullshit. "

"Wait, why are you fighting with the psychic?" Ling Feiyu asked with some surprise.

"It was a hundred years ago when the Divine State was in a state of upheaval. White skinnies and little devils are rampaging around here. Of course their cultivator has come to plunder resources as well. " The old man said, "In the end, most of our limited cultivator were exhausted. Although they were powerful, they couldn't hold the numbers. And secretly poisoning, were all the actions of those psychic in the Light Divine Cult. "The little devil ambushed us."

"Uh, we really don't know about these things. When I have time, I will ask Jiang Zhufeng. " Ling Feiyu frowned.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. In any case, none of the fellows that surrounded and attacked my grandfather were able to leave. After my grandfather died, he left this charm pen and a small bag. "My dad gave it to me just before he left." The old man took out two items from the old wooden box.

One was a talisman brush. It was made of jade, so it was hard to tell what it was made of. Ling Feiyu poured the Genuine Essence in her hands into it, causing the brush shaft to lose the old color left behind by the passage of time.

The old man stared with wide eyes. Now, he could confirm it. She wasn't mistaken, the two people in front of her must be cultivator.

"I'll give you this bag as well. It was probably the legendary storage bag. I don't have any use for it. " The old man was very generous.

The old man also understood that since he had revealed these things. Then he couldn't hide it anymore. A little generosity would pay off more. These two items were of no use to him at all.

"Well, there's nothing here." Ling Feiyu took a look and poured out the contents of the storage bag.

Outside of the three thick sheepskin books. There were also a dozen gold bars and several hundred pieces of ocean. Gold bars and ocean made the old man's eyes shine.

"These gold bars and ocean are yours." Ling Feiyu waved her hand. "To show that she will not rob him." We will take the sheepskin book and the storage bag talisman brush. "

"Yes, yes. Thank you, thank you. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able to take out so many good stuff. " The old man was very happy. This time, my son has the means to get married. "

"You mean we're even?" Ling Feiyu laughed.

"Eh, how about I give you two gold bars?" The old man looked pained. This gold bar seemed to weigh at least a Jin. Fourteen was worth two million. And those oceans can be a little bit more valuable.

"Hehehe, we don't want these gold bars. Just to give you some money. I can't take your things for nothing. "Give me your account number." Ling Feiyu smiled faintly.

The old man heaved a sigh of relief. After reporting her account number, Ling Feiyu immediately sent over the money. Alright, I'll give you the money. "We're leaving!"

"Don't, don't. "If you draw a talisman, can you give it to me …" The old man also had thoughts of wanting the protective talisman.

"Then, if fate wills us to meet again, we'll give you two protective talismans." Ling Feiyu smiled and said, as she held Zhang Mingyue's small hand and walked away.

The old man was about to give chase when his cell phone rang. Ye Zichen fished it out and saw that he had gotten ten million on his account. The old man almost fainted. He never thought that Ling Feiyu would give him so much money.

"I packed up and went home. Who dares to lie here when they have money. " The old man was excited. He quickly called his son and told him to drive over to pick him up. The gold bars and the ocean were wrapped in quilts. Don't show it.

"Why did he give him so much money?" Zhang Mingyue was a little unhappy.

"It doesn't matter, he's still a descendant of the same sect. Furthermore, he was on the same side as the white-skinned psychic, who was fighting to his death. It's only right for me to take care of him. " Ling Feiyu said with a stern expression.

"That's true. In the future, when we meet those white-skinned psychic s, we'll teach them a lesson. " Zhang Mingyue clenched her little fists.

"Eh, it's more than just a white-skinned psychic. It can be said that not a single white skin in the whole of the West is clean. " Ling Feiyu curled her lips. The white skins of the west, the ancestors killed and robbed the whole world. "Now that your brain is full of fat, come out and talk nonsense with us about the spirit of a gentleman."

"But many others have been deceived by them." Zhang Mingyue frowned.

What a pity. Back then, when my Plaits Dynasty was in a clear state. Right now, there are still a few remnants of remnants who are summoning souls for Plaits. " Ling Feiyu sighed, "Those braids from a few years ago. "It makes people laugh to see how tall the chiefs are.

"Chief, is that the Emperor?" Zhang Mingyue asked curiously.

"Emperor my ass." Just a chief. " Ling Feiyu shook her head, "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's hurry back. We still have things to do. "

When Ling Feiyu drove Zhang Mingyue back to the Ling Village. It was past eleven-thirty. On the way back, he made arrangements with Wu Guihua. Lunch here.

Yun Lingzhu and Zhang Lidong spent the whole morning working at the factory at the village entrance. Now that they had returned for lunch, Ling Feiyu and Zhang Mingyue had just sat down. Zhang Xiuyu walked in from the door.

"So many delicious things to eat." Mom, your cooking skills are getting better and better. " Zhang Xiuyu moved the chair and sat down.

"Zhang Xiuyu has nothing to do with you. "So don't be so thick-skinned." Zhang Mingyue was so angry that her Eyebrows began to stand up.

"Zhang Xiuyu, go out. What does our family having dinner together have to do with you? " Zhang Lidong was also unable to tolerate this Zhang Xiuyu.

"What happened to me at my parents' house?" Zhang Xiuyu didn't care at all.

"Your parents are not here, you do not realize that. Or maybe he doesn't want to admit it. " Zhang Mingyue laughed coldly, "No matter what, you have to know. This is not your home! "