Weird Survival: Get a hundred times stronger at the beginning

Chapter 7 Talisman Formation

Su Yuan changed several positions to try,

It was not found that the posture was wrong,

This shows that it is impossible to draw symbols with white paper and ink cartridges!
Just because you don't have these materials around you doesn't mean others don't, right?

Su Yuan sat on the bed and opened the trading platform.

Try searching for cinnabar ink.

No results!
It's better to hang up a message and try.

Su Yuan hung several bags of bread and ham on the trading platform, and specially reminded that only cinnabar ink and yellow paper were exchanged.

His transaction information has just been posted.

The world chat channel began to discuss.

"Great God Su Yuan is still alive?"

"I just saw him hang up the transaction information."

"Can't souls be traded?"

"You got it!"

"Is the person you are discussing the one whose head was blown?"

"You were bombed, your whole family was bombed!"

"Don't let people tell you, tell you?"

"If it weren't for the strategy provided by the Great God Su Yuan, would you have survived to this day?"

There was nothing wrong with these words, and those people shut their mouths.

However, in the next second, someone came out to start a fight again.

"These hermaphrodites must be jealous of Great God Su Yuan."

"That's right, I'm incompetent, and I don't want to see that others are strong."

"Who are you saying is incompetent? Didn't Su Yuan come up with two strategies? If I come back from rebirth, I will definitely be able to write."

"You couldn't even survive the first night before you were reborn, so what can I use to write a strategy?"

"Stop, stop, stop arguing, haven't you guys seen what Su Yuan wants to trade?"

"what?"

"Cinnabar ink and yellow paper?"

"What is the use?"

"Isn't that for drawing talismans? Could it be that Great God Su Yuan can draw talismans?"

"I see. Could Great God Su Yuan be an eminent monk?"

"My sister, monk, Taoist priests only draw talismans, okay?"

"Wow, is little brother Su Yuan a Taoist priest?"

"Sister, what do you think? I'm still a little brother, probably an uncle."

"It may be the uncle."

"Oh, Great God Su Yuan is an uncle, and I like it too!"

"Convex (Fuck Duck)!"

Su Yuan almost vomited blood.

There is still more than an hour before the night, anyway, the message has been hung up,
He decided to go out and look around again to see what else he could find.

When going out this time, Su Yuan was going to walk to the left of the small black room,

He remembered vaguely seeing a farm over there.

I don't know if there will be anything good over there.

If there are chickens and ducks in the farm, maybe I can grab one and try roasting it, but unfortunately there is no cumin and chili.

Su Yuan brandished the ax as he walked, and imagined the delicious roast chicken in his mind.

When he got closer, he found that this place was indeed a breeding farm.

The stretches of sheds are presumably pig farms.

Roast suckling pig is also good.

Su Yuan walked in.

When I walked in, I found that there was nothing.

In the empty farm, apart from the foul smell, there are only some empty pigpens.

Su Yuan had some doubts, did the Weird World bring these buildings along when it arrested people, or why there was no trace of a pig because of the strong smell.

Unless the animals raised here are eaten!
Su Yuan turned around twice helplessly, but found nothing.

Just as he was about to go out, a familiar cry suddenly came from the pigsty beside him.

Wang!
"dog?"

Su Yuan looked over suddenly.

Sure enough, a little black stupid dog was circling back and forth in the pigsty several times higher than it at this moment, but couldn't get out.

The little black dog's stomach looks flat, it must have been hungry for a long time.

Su Yuan walked towards it, who knows, as soon as he approached, the little black dog started barking at him.

Wang!woof!Wang!woof woof!

"Don't call, I really didn't intend to take you back to stew, suck." Su Yuan sucked his saliva.

"Ahem, I just want to rescue you from the pigsty, not because your black dog blood can ward off evil spirits, really, believe me!"

Su Yuan looked at the little black dog swearingly,
That look is so sincere,

Even a fool can see his true thoughts!
The little black dog didn't pay any attention to what Su Yuan said, it barked like crazy.

"Could it be a mad dog, so it's even more impossible to keep it." Su Yuan smashed his mouth, clenched the ax in his hand, and swung it backwards to accumulate power.

Hey?
Am I wrong?
When Su Yuan turned around, he was in a bad mood.

A boa constrictor as thick as a bowl was chopped off in the middle by him, and it was lying on the ground twitching.

No wonder the dog is barking at himself, the feeling is barking at it.

"Can't you say it? I'm scared to death!"

Su Yuan turned over and entered the pigsty, "Can you go?"

The little black dog stared at him twice, then pouted its little butt, and ran over unsteadily.

Su Yuan pinched its neck.

Picked up directly.

His strength is much stronger than before.

Su Yuan turned over and left the pigsty with the little black dog, without even looking at the python, he left the pig farm straight away.

It wasn't until he returned to the little black room with the little black dog that was about to die, that Su Yuan threw it on the ground and leaned his back against the closed door, he was relieved.

"I'm most afraid of snakes, but I met such a big one." Su Yuan felt that his legs were still shaking, and it took him a while before he recovered.

"Wang Wang!"

Although the little black dog was pinched all the way by him, he was rescued after all, and he behaved very affectionately, surrounding his feet, licking the toes of his shoes.

"I won't eat meat today, be honest."

He had no intention of stewing dog meat, so he kicked it away, and threw an open ham to it, let's keep it for now, and wait until he wants to eat it someday.

Su Yuan walked to the bed and sat down, and opened the trading platform.

Someone initiated a transaction application for him through the trading platform.

"Cinnabar ink?! Yellow paper!"

Seeing the items traded by the other party, Su Yuan stood up straight!

Click to accept the transaction.

The transaction is then completed.

A piece of good quality cinnabar ink and a large sheet of mediocre yellow paper are traded.

At the same time, the other party sent a sentence: the first time I tried to make it, the quality was not very good.

shock!
Su Yuan's expression instantly became very complicated, it turned out to be made by himself!
Doesn't it mean that this is a long-term supply source.

Friends must be added!

The friend request was sent, and the other party agreed soon.

In addition to the name and gender that must be displayed when she applied for a friend, she also sent her age.

Liu Yiyi, female, 23.
Su Yuan couldn't wait to send a message,

"You made the cinnabar ink and yellow paper yourself?"

"Yes."

"Can you still do it?"

"You need a lot?"

"That's right!"

"I'm short of food here, I can exchange it for food, are you OK?"

"no problem!"

"I'll contact you when I'm done."

"Row!"

Su Yuan cleared all the previous friend requests,

Friends chat channel (1/1)

Liu Yiyi is online.

Here it means online, it should mean that she is still alive,

If it dies, I'm afraid it will go offline.

By the way, where is this woman's little black room?
She was able to make cinnabar ink and yellow paper by herself.

Su Yuan didn't bother to think about it, he stared at the materials in his hands, his eyes shining.

Finally able to start drawing symbols!

Su Yuan carefully cut out the yellow paper,
Then he began to look at the piece of cinnabar ink in his hand.

Su Yuan could clearly see the fine cinnabar particles inside the ink stone.

Cinnabar ink, good quality.

It has a certain effect of warding off evil spirits, and it needs to be used reasonably to display it.

It's a pity that it can't be strengthened a hundred times,
It would be great if it could be strengthened into a peerless material!

Su Yuan cleaned the inkstone, then poured some mineral water into it,

Take the cinnabar ink and grind it carefully.

After a while, the ink melted, and the light red ink looked like blood.

Su Yuan adjusted his breathing, held the brush, dipped it in the cinnabar ink lightly,

Immediately outline it on yellow paper.

The moment Su Yuan closed his pen,
The cinnabar ink smudges on the yellow paper, which is completely natural.

Become!

Wang, Wang Wang!

The little black dog seemed to feel Su Yuan's joy, and ran over, rubbing against his legs,

It is also expressing its joy at finally having a full meal.

Su Yuan glanced at it, and thought:

Now that the talisman is finished, should I stew it to congratulate?

Seeing Su Yuan's longing eyes, the little black dog was very happy.

It seems that he likes me to rub him.

The little head turned to Su Yuan's ankle and continued to rub against it.

Hey?
This man's meat is delicious.

The little black dog bit it through the clothes,

Mmmm, it tastes good.

In the next second, the little black dog instinctively spun around,
It was kicked away by Su Yuan!
(End of this chapter)