Group pet milk bag: The little aunt goes down the mountain to find the cub

Chapter 112 Chapter 112
But what can I do, in order to survive, buy it, anyway, ten yuan is really not expensive, and now those who don’t have money with them can still pay on credit, kind and conscientious sellers.

The only person who is not happy is the old blind man. This is the rhythm of drawing symbols again, and I don’t want to draw them.

Facing Shang Tuanzi's big dark eyes, the old blind man had no choice but to give in.

I just felt that it was too straightforward to admit face, so I was stubborn again, "I don't have so many talisman papers."

"Auntie has it." Tuanzi took out a large handful of crumpled talisman papers from his dirty bag, and handed them to the old blind man with a smile.

The old blind man was so angry that he snorted and squatted in the corner to draw talismans. People who didn't have talismans gathered around to take care of the old blind man's business.

Tuanzi is very happy and can earn a lot of money.

Turning his head, he met the resentful little eyes of his predecessor Zunyou, his silly face froze, and he shrank into Qu Yue's arms with a guilty conscience.

Ren Zunyou snorted coldly, and asked Tuanzi, "I'm a fake nephew, a blind old man can have big gold teeth, but I don't have anything, so you still have the nerve to get my salary?"

"No, little Puti is an aunt, and she can receive wages for my little one. My aunt has prepared things for my little one."

Fat claws fumbled in the small dirty bag at a loss, Ren Zunyou folded his arms around his chest and watched coldly, he just wanted to see what the dumpling could find.

Little Petit was about to cry, she felt through the little dirty bag and found nothing.

How can this work, she is a good aunt with a bowl of water, so she can't be partial.

Finally, in the seam of the small dirty bag, she found a stick, which she pulled out from the incense ashes stove in front of the big golden Buddha, and picked out the baby teeth.

It was thrown away at that time, and she didn't know why it appeared in the small dirty bag.

However, with the gift for the little nephew, Tuanzi secretly sighed.

I thought it was very hidden, but in fact no one escaped my eyes.

The few people who didn't need to buy talismans just watched with a dull face as Tuanzi secretly folded a garbage stick into two pieces, carefully put away one piece, and handed the other piece to Ren Zunyou.

"This is Xiangxiang Da stick. It's so powerful. It will make Zun Zou howl in fright. Auntie brought it for Xiao Ji. Please put it away."

Ren Zunyou held the broken wooden stick in disgust, and glanced at Tuanzi. Tuanzi was so guilty that he quickly moved his fat head away, and then touched the little dirty bag happily. There was also a gift from Erjizi. She is really a smart little cutie.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head, he met Qu Yue's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "So, little dirty boy, tell me, what is the difference between me and Inspector Zhang, he can get the cloth talisman made by you, I can only get a counterfeit, and it cost two chicken legs to get it."

After getting the cheap Zhang Zong, he silently turned his face away. At this time, it is not suitable for him to make a sound.

Qin Sanjie, who also got cheap, also minimized the sense of presence as much as possible. This situation is really unmanageable.

Tuanzi pouted, lowered his head, and muttered softly, "The chicken legs haven't even arrived yet."

"Oh," Qu Yue sneered, his tone was cold, colder than a ghost.

Tuanzi is numb all over, she is so difficult, she is still a baby.

Stretching out his fat arms, he hugged Qu Yue's neck tightly, rubbing his fat face against his body, acting coquettishly and cutely, "Old friend has a little grape, it's better than any talisman."

The group also tried their best.

Qu Yue couldn't help turning up the corners of his mouth, but he didn't want to be cheap, so he continued to say coldly, "Can you be better than Fu? You eat a lot, get dirty quickly, and your small mouth is not forgiving. Open your mouth to get angry at me. I want you to be better than Fu." Good luck?"

The dumpling rubbed vigorously again, "Yes, yes, little Puddy is the most powerful. Little Puddy just needs to eat a little bit more. Little Puddy is still growing up. When little Puddy grows up, she can do it." Eat a little bit less. Little grape is fragrant and beautiful, and you can ask for washing. Little grape has sons and grandchildren who will earn money in the future. Little grape is useful. "

She boasted a lot about herself, but none that really proved her usefulness.

The nephew who can earn money looks at her coldly.

Qu Yue was afraid that Tuanzi would cry, so he teased him in moderation, "Then I will trust you for now, and if there is no spell to help, I will not be polite."

Tuanzi finally felt relieved, held Qu Yue's face, and solemnly assured that she was really good. "Yeah, old friend, don't worry, little Puti is amazing."

Then she lay limp in Qu Yue's arms and became a rake ball. She was really exhausted just now.

It's raining on Tuanzi's side, and the old blind man's side is still roaring with war, and the feeling of being urged to draw symbols is really sour.

The talisman, which took most of the day to form, was completed in three to fifty seconds under the impetus of countless urgings.

The old blind man himself didn't realize that the movement technique of drawing talismans, such as flowing clouds and flowing water, is very expressive.

He also didn't realize that as he wrote the talisman, the talisman lights scattered in the passage, fell on those wandering souls, and disappeared little by little.

The soul trapped here for countless years suddenly got guidance, and drifted away in one direction, and finally turned into a light light and dissipated, and then returned to a golden light, falling on the old blind man.

The old blind man helped the ghost break free and was reincarnated.

The ghost rewards the old blind man with merit points, a win-win situation.

The golden thread embroidered clothes also sensed the power of the runes, and the evil spirit contained in the clothes was gradually weakened, making the clothes more and more shiny.It's just that such changes are too small to be noticed.

The painting lasted for more than half an hour, and the efficiency of the old blind man really increased by a hundred times. Not only did it meet the needs of the scene, but he also drew dozens more.

What's strange is that = doesn't feel tired at all, it seems that what I drew for more than half an hour is a false character.

The old blind man didn't dare to show it, he was afraid that if the little thing found out and let him continue painting, he would not be stupid, so he pretended to be tired and paralyzed, and walked feebly on the wooden frame on which the gold thread embroidered clothes were hung, wailing.

Anyone who is not blind can see his pretentious virtue.

It's just that everyone has won the talisman, so they don't bother to talk to him anymore.

Tuanzi also abandoned his eldest nephew because of the achievement of his goal.

Continue on the road, I don't know if it's because of the spell, everyone doesn't feel cold anymore, and the place doesn't feel gloomy anymore.

I thought to myself that the old blind man is not good enough, but the talismans drawn are still very good, and I can buy more in the future.

Going out of the passage is the tomb.

It's just that in this tomb, there are only empty coffins and no bones.

But there were a few wounded people who didn't know how to live or die. It seemed that they should be from the Sun family.

Zhang Zong went over and checked them one by one. They were still breathing, and there were no wounds on their body, but they were unconscious, their face was pale, and they were not very well.

"Mr. Ren Da, please take a look to see if there is anything wrong with them."

The old blind man pursed his lips, walked over unwillingly, glanced at him in disgust, and then yelled strangely, "Yo yo, I've been sucked out of energy, tsk, I really enjoy it, but my life is too thin. With three souls and seven souls missing, we won't live long."

Everyone was stunned. They probably understood it, but they didn't know how to react.

Qin Xiaomei didn't understand, so she asked his father, "What do you mean?"

Qin Sanjie pushed his daughter away with a dark face, "Don't inquire, it's not something you, a girl, should understand."

Qin Xiaomei pursed her mouth, she didn't ask if she didn't ask, no one would know.

(End of this chapter)