I am doing meritorious deeds in Liaozhai

Song Yushan smiled in satisfaction, and immediately stuffed a book into the senior sister's hand: "Let's start with this book!"

From this day on, Qin Yuan went to the county town to set up a fortune-telling stall every day, and he would also bring a book with him to supplement his miscellaneous knowledge.

Song Yushan lives in seclusion in the mountains, except for going down to the foot of the mountain every morning to practice Lingboweibu, and stays at home at other times.

Recently, she spent all her time other than practicing Lingbo Weibu and studying "Introduction to Formation" making paper knots.

Song Yushan originally wanted to make a paper carriage or a paper sedan chair.

But when she did, she gave up.

Because if an object is dead, even if she uses the perfection-level paper-tying technique to imbue it with spirituality, she will not be able to make it animate.

Therefore, even if she made the body of the carriage and the sedan, she would not be able to move on her own.

If you want them to move, you have to rely on paper horse-drawn carts, or paper figurines to carry sedan chairs.

It can be seen that although the perfect-level paper piercing technique can make paper piercing have a certain effect in the yang world, in fact, it is much worse than the effect that the Dacheng-level paper piercing technique can achieve in the underworld.

At least it is not difficult for her to make a carriage that can move by itself after burning to the underworld.

When the consummation-level paper bundles have just been activated, in terms of their own effectiveness, they are equivalent to the entry-level paper bundles that can be used in the underworld, and are even weaker.

The rest depends on the accumulation of spiritual nourishment over time to grow slowly, and it is not a temporary achievement.

Song Yushan wanted to make the car in his previous life memory again. This space is large and the speed is fast.

But after thinking about it, I gave up.

Because this world does not have the large-scale road construction as in the previous life, even if you have a car, it is difficult to travel.

Then I thought of making an electric donkey or a motorcycle.This road is not good, but we can still walk on it.

But what's the difference between this and a horse that doesn't know how to get tired? A paper horse with spirituality is better to control.

After much deliberation, Song Yushan finally gave up on the spacious travel tools and chose the most basic paper horse.

To tie a paper horse that she can sit on, this head must not be small.

Fortunately, she didn't have to think about using bamboo strips as a skeleton to see if the paper horse could carry people.

When the spirit is lit, the paper horse's load-carrying capacity, speed and endurance can be maximized. Its only weakness is its paper shell, which is afraid of water, fire and sharp objects.

However, she plans to use kraft paper as the shell, so she is not afraid of water, and it is much more durable than ordinary paper bundles.

After deciding what to make, Song Yushan picked up the nearby materials, cut a good bamboo, and began to build the frame of the horse.

It was not as easy as she thought to make such a big piece for the first time.

Often the market is unstable, halfway through, and then collapsed, so I have to start all over again.

There were several times when the frame was set up and the skin was being baked, it couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed.

In short, every step is trial and error over and over again.

In the future, if any flaws are discovered, Song Yushan will take the initiative to start over.

What she wants to do is not a crudely made paper horse that barely stands still, but a handsome horse that is really strong and can carry her galloping in the world of yin and yang.

Only by achieving perfection in the beginning and nourishing the spirit in the future can the paper horse become more magical.

Song Yushan only made the shape of the paper horse for half a month.

Song Yushan also painted a layer of fireproof paint on the paper horse after finishing.

Finally, I can start the last step of the spirit.

Song Yushan looked at the sky, the night sky was clear tonight, and it was another good day on the [-]th, the moonlight was still very strong, and it was a big boost to her, which was just right for some inspiration.

In the evening, when going to the canteen for dinner, Song Yushan told his senior sister the good news.

When she was making paper horses, her senior sister came to watch a few times out of curiosity. Later, fewer people came, but she strongly expressed that she must inform her on the day of the lighting.

She was really curious about how the paper stick moved!
So after dinner, Qin Yuan and Song Yushan returned to her Qichiyuan together.

Song Yushan took out the paper horse from the Qiankun bag and placed it in the middle of the yard.

Qin Yuan walked around the paper horse, from the beginning to the end, the whole paper horse was black, very handsome, only the eyes were still hollow, the position of the eyeballs was the original color of kraft paper.

"This horse is so handsome! If you didn't look at the eyes, you would have thought it was a real horse!" Qin Yuan exclaimed: "Sure enough, not everyone can learn the paper tying technique, and it is not easy to make something decent."

There is nothing more fulfilling than being praised for a work that you have spent so much effort on. Song Yushan raised his lips and said, "Then I'm starting to get inspired!"

She used a pen to dip a little ink mixed with gold foil, and at the same time, she used her zhenqi to perform the paper-tying technique, and put a little bit in the socket of the paper horse's left eye.

This was a shallow stroke, but Song Yushan took a breath of air. After 27 spins, thirteen of them were empty.

She didn't care too much, and hurriedly stabilized her trembling hands, and tapped a stroke in the right eye socket of the paper horse, completing the final step of tapping.

After finishing these two strokes, the pen fell to the ground with a bang. Not only was Song Yushan's dantian empty, he also had a splitting headache, blurred vision, and lost the energy to hold the pen.

"咴咴~"

Hearing the horse's cry, Song Yushan's heart relaxed, his legs softened, as if he had fallen into a soft embrace, and he didn't know anything after that.

"Junior Sister!" Qin Yuan caught her with quick eyes and hands, and found that Junior Sister's whole body was soaked with sweat, her face was as white as paper, and she was extremely weak.

She pursed her lips and sniffed the junior sister's breath tremblingly: "Huh~ It's okay, she's still alive."

Her heart jumped into her throat, she was scared to death!
Qin Yuan took a deep breath, took another deep breath, made a trick, and used the technique of observing the qi on his junior sister.

The qi, which represents qi, blood and essence, is so meager that it looks like a terminally ill old man.

It seems that the loss is too big, but fortunately, it didn't hurt the root. If you cultivate well, you should be able to recover slowly.

It only takes three breaths at most to lighten the paper horse, and her lively little junior sister has suffered such a loss, and fainted from weakness, which is really frightening.

Fortunately, she came tonight!
Qin Yuan used a cleansing technique on his junior sister to clean her body, and then carried her into the bedroom.

After tucking her in the quilt, she was about to come out, when she turned around and saw the "culprit" who was trying to squeeze into the bedroom.

It came back to life, but her junior sister fell.

As a result, Qin Yuan didn't take a good look at this paper horse, but he couldn't let it squeeze here, it wouldn't be good if it squeezed the door, or crushed itself.

"Stop squeezing and get out!" Qin Yuan said.

Ma'er still looked eagerly towards the bed.

Qin Yuan sighed: "Your master is fine, she needs a good rest. If she wakes up and finds that you have crushed her body, then her efforts will be in vain!"

The horse then retreated, but still insisted on standing at the door.

"Okay, just stay here and don't disturb her rest." Qin Yuan said helplessly.