After hearing Rushuang's words, I felt as if there was a lot of emotion passing by my heart. I couldn't help but stand up from the ground and hugged her in my arms again.

Rushuang, my heart is also very small, and I only have you in my heart. Feeling Rushuang's soft body in my arms, I spoke to her softly.

I didn't believe it. Rushuang said, slowly pushed me away, then looked at me and said:

Thirteen, if the soil accumulates, it will become a mountain, and if the wind and rain prosper, it will become an abyss, and the dragon will be born. It is still early, so you should hurry up and continue to practice. I will always be by your side with you.

After hearing Rushuang's words well, I nodded, sat cross-legged in the middle of the yard again, and continued to practice the art of introspection following the mantra Rushuang told me before.

In fact, I also understand the truth that Rushuang told me. It is accumulated in small amounts, and it becomes deep. Any insignificant things in this world will become significant after long-term accumulation. This is true for life and work, and the same is true for practicing Taoism.

At this point, I began to concentrate on my energy and concentrate on practicing the art of introspection I just learned

When I opened my eyes again, I happened to see Rushuang sitting on a wooden platform not far from me. She had never left and was always with me. At this time, she was sitting there alone, covering her body with white clothes and her slender jade neck was as white as white jade.

A breeze blew from outside the wall, gently rolling up Rushuang's white long skirt. Her long, moist and symmetrical calves immediately appeared in front of me, making me feel refreshed.

Thirteen, you hooligan, I was staring at Rushuang's calves and was shocked by her sudden words. I quickly took my eyes back.

At this time, Rushuang had already put down the long skirt that was blown up by the wind, and even her pair of feet facing her shoes were blocked tightly.

This was how people in ancient times. A long skirt covered their feet on the ground, and a long sleeve over their hands. If it weren't for Rushuang, she would have considered a loss of integrity. If it weren't for Rushuang, she would have regarded me as her man, in her eyes, my behavior just now would never tolerate it.

But Rushuang has also been in contact with me in this modern society for a long time and has gradually become indifferent to some feudal customs of their era. Otherwise, how could she let me hold her hand and hold her waist?

I felt embarrassed on my face. I originally wanted to change the subject and sweep the matter over, but when I looked up and saw Rushuang's small mouth raised and her red lips slightly opened, I had the urge to kiss Fengze. I also wanted to tease her in my heart, so I looked at her and changed my mouth:

Hello, Rushuang, you are my wife. I think how my own wife’s legs can be considered a hooligan, let’s talk about who makes you look so beautiful.

After hearing my words, Rushuang's pretty face turned slightly red:

Thirteen, you and I don’t bother to pay attention to you. As she said that, she turned her body and instantly turned into a white light and flew into the jade pendant placed in my pocket.

I took out the jade pendant from my pocket and held it in my hand to look at it. I smiled and shook my head, thinking to myself, after I helped Rushuang become a human being, see where she could hide it.

I put away the jade pendant, I looked at the time and found that it was already 12 o'clock in the morning. I had to get up early tomorrow morning and go back to the east shop. I had to rest tonight.

Thinking of this, I got up and walked into the room. After entering the room, I found that everyone had gone back to sleep, but the fat man was left sitting alone at the table in the middle of the room, lowering his head and frowned and drawing something with a brush.

When I walked in, I saw that the fat man was still drawing talisman paper. This is amazing. When did the fat man become so diligent and easy to learn? He painted this painting for several hours.

I glanced at the fat man. Since I entered the house, he has been lowering his head and drawing again and again, focusing all his attention on drawing talismans, and he has not even noticed my arrival.

The fat man's concentration now surprised me. There is nothing wrong with saying that I am born with usefulness. Don't bully the young man's poor. It seems that this fat man not only has a strong sexual interest in island primary school movies, but also has a strong interest in drawing talismans.

Fatty. I called Fatty softly. After hearing my voice, this guy was holding the brush and shaking his right hand slightly. It was obvious that I was shocked just now.

Senior brother, when did you come in? The fat man raised his head and looked at me, then asked me with a long breath.

Not long after I came in, I said, Fatty, the stove was almost gone if you were so focused on painting there, and I didn’t fill the charcoal. While asking the fat man, I walked to the stove, opened the lid on it, and filled it with a few quick charcoal.

I was drawing this talisman called the Taishang Sanhunzi. I have been drawing it all night and I couldn't draw it at the last stroke. Fatty Hu still doesn't believe this evil today. If I didn't draw this talisman paper, I wouldn't sleep. His stubborn temper like a cow came up again. The fat man said, and handed me the complete collection of Maoshan talismans on the table.

I took it and saw that there was an extremely complex piece of talisman paper on one side, with a line of large black characters on the top of the talisman paper:

The Three Souls of the Taishang are talismans. Below are a few lines of small characters, as described in the book:

The Three Souls of the Taishang are talismans, one of the three major sects of the Maoshan School Dragon and Tiger Sect. This talisman has the effect of overcoming evil and eliminating evil and destroying yin. Those who use this talisman need to use their own yang blood to open the talisman and inject yang energy. The yang energy and yang blood have been connected to Taishen. The effect of this talisman is higher than that of the thunder talisman, and it depends entirely on the cultivation of the talisman and the use of talismans, which does not shorten the life and overcome life.

When I saw the last sentence, I suddenly became excited. The Three Souls of the Taishang Talisman is actually stronger than the thunder talisman. When I was dealing with the head master, I used the thunder talisman. I still remember the powerful power emitted by the talisman paper. If I had a talisman paper that was even stronger than the thunder talisman, even if I met the woman named Hongyan in the future, I would not say that I would fight her, but at least I would have the ability to save my life.

Thinking of this, I watched the fat man cheer him up:

Fatty, you have to believe in yourself. You can definitely draw it. Isn’t it just a piece of talisman paper in your hands? Not to mention that it is just a piece of talisman paper in your hands, or the aircraft carrier design drawing is a piece of cake for you.

That's not, senior brother, I'm not talking to you. I, Fatty Hu, has known you for so long, and I heard you tell the truth for the first time. Fatty also knew that I was joking with him. He smiled and continued to lower his head and stroke.

I stood quietly beside the fat man, watching his paintings quietly.

From writing, to uniform force, to seducing the talisman soul, the fat man is very skilled and can do it with one stroke. However, at the end of the drawing of this talisman paper, the fat man's writing speed has slowed down, and the tip of the pen cannot draw along the predetermined position.

Oh, I was so stupid that I drew a piece of it, and my hands were sore. The fat man sighed a little discouragedly, throwing the piece of talisman paper that was being drew aside.

Just now, I kept standing beside the fat man and watching him draw talismans quietly. Suddenly, I understood why the fat man always kept drawing the last stroke and it was difficult to achieve it.

The so-called "those who are in the bright side cannot see anything in the dark", while those who are in the dark side can see things in the bright side. The reason why the fat man failed to draw the last stroke again and again is not that the last stroke is difficult to draw, but that he himself caused a certain psychological shadow and pressure because of his failures again and again, which restrained himself and could not let go.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly looked at the fat man and said:

I said fat man, don’t be afraid when you draw the last stroke, don’t slow down. Treat it normally, just like starting to draw, and think in your heart that you can draw it. Anyway, you have failed so many times, and you won’t fail much more. Do not feel any psychological pressure if you continue to draw in one go.

After hearing my words, the fat man put the newly lit cigarette in his hand on the table:

Okay, I'll try again. The fat man said, rubbed his hands, picked up the brush with his right hand, gently pressed the top of the talisman paper with his left hand, and drew it carefully again.
Chapter completed!