Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 4 "Guillotine" Principle

The paper molds are neatly dried in the yard. The iron plate can store heat. After being exposed to the hot sun, it takes about three days for the talisman paper to take shape.

On the last day, Mo Shi'an had an iron block like a seal in his hand. It was just the right size to be pressed into the paper mold. He carefully pressed it on the dried talisman paper and used a slight force to pull the paper mold upside down. Next, a layer of moderately thick talisman paper was slowly peeled off.

Mo Shi'an narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at it carefully, and after a long time nodded with satisfaction, he methodically took out all the remaining talisman papers, no more, no less, exactly thirty, each one more than three inches long. , glowing with a light grass green color.

The size of standard talisman paper is three inches long, one inch wide, and half a cent thick. It is a well-made blank talisman paper that is "smooth and smooth". All four are indispensable.

These four points have also become the four basic indicators for testing talisman paper.

The word "flat" refers to the skill of seasoning, the talisman liquid is even and delicate, the spiritual stone powder is filled with the right amount, the degree of integration is high, and the surface of the paper can be as flat as a river.

This whole thing depends on the trimming technique. No matter it is talisman paper or any other paper, there are always rough edges, which must be trimmed off and straightened. The corners of the paper should be sharpened like a knife. The sharp edge can break the skin.

Qi means that the talisman papers produced are generally the same size. This thing has never been sold retailly. It is not a skill to produce one occasionally. It is the same for all the talisman making craftsmen on mobile phones.

It's easier to understand if it's slippery. The surface of the paper is like jade, and when you touch it gently, it's like silk.

For now, Mo Shian, a talisman-making craftsman, can only pass the standard with his skills. He can probably do the three words "smooth" in front of him, but this last word "slip"...

It is difficult for those who are not cultivators to get along.

Mo Shi'an carefully carried the thirty semi-finished products back to the house. Mo Ranyi and Mo Ranyu followed lightly, but did not go in. They only stood on tiptoes and looked in through the window.

"Sister, do you want to go to town?" Mo Ranyu asked softly.

There was more yearning in Mo Ranyi's eyes. Of course she wanted to go. In the past, she loved to stay at home, but she wanted to go out and walk around. She had a very healthy body. But now, not to mention the town, even this small village. I have never walked all over, and I have only seen my own land from a distance a few times. It would be a lie to say that I don't yearn for the world outside the yard.

But with her sister Lin's physique, she might be sick for several days if she catches the wind. In the end, it won't be her family who will be affected.

She shook her head slightly, but she couldn't say anything that she didn't want to go.

The soul belonging to Mo Yi in her body burst into tears. She had accepted the fact that she had become a sick person.

What is called transformation is called transformation. This is called transformation. You are stuffed into a body like this, and all the edges and corners are withered.

"Sister, I will ask dad to buy more candies, buy a lot of candies!" the little girl promised solemnly.

Mo Ranyi couldn't help but rub her sister's little head. She was a sister who took care of her sister as her own duty and cared more about her body than herself.

I still remember that when she was two years old, she was not much taller than a stool. She thought her sister was enjoying the food all to herself, so she secretly ran to the kitchen, and when her mother wasn't paying attention, she took a sip of the hot and bitter soup that had just been poured out, and she cried. I ran up to her out of breath and said to her, "My sister is suffering so much. My parents are so miserable. My parents are bad. They don't give me food. My sister is not suffering anymore. I'm not suffering anymore. Ugh..."

From then on, every time my father went to town, my sister would always ask him to buy candy.

The ink-stained clothes are smiling, and the little girl looks sensible, or is she still thinking like a child? With sugar and medicine, it won't be painful?There is no truth in this.

"Sister, I'm older. I don't eat sweets anymore. If Yu'er wants to eat, ask dad to buy it for you." Just kidding, she is so old, she still has some self-control. Even if the soup is difficult to swallow, she can pinch her nose. She has to swallow it, she hasn’t lived enough yet!

"Haha! It's done! It's really done!" Mo Shi'an couldn't help laughing loudly, as if he was crazy.

Mo Ranyi also became happy. The size of the paper model is fixed, and the ratio of the talisman liquid is also fixed. A skilled person can cut out three blank talisman papers from the three-inch square hair talisman. Most craftsmen can only Cut out two pieces safely, using the same materials, the same steps, and the same time, but the value created is half the difference.

Although Mo Shi'an was born as a cultivator, this talisman making really has nothing to do with his identity or anything like that. It all depends on his proficiency.

Mo Ranyi just mentioned the principle of the guillotine, and Mo Shi'an became interested, but she didn't expect that he could actually do it.

You know, saying and doing are absolutely two different things.

"Come on, come and take a look. Our family will have a good life in the future. Even if you don't have spiritual roots, if my father's skills are passed down to you sisters, it will be enough for you to live on for a lifetime."

"If you have spiritual roots, you will be able to use this skill to practice in the future. You can use your own talisman paper to refine talismans. The success rate is very high. It is also easier to earn spiritual stones. Practice and practice. How can you practice without spiritual stones..."

Mo Shi'an was so happy that he kept talking nonchalantly, regardless of whether his two daughters understood it or not.Mo Ranyi heard clearly that she had long known that the cultivators in this world were not as prosperous as the world thought.

Such dry practice, not to mention the golden elixir Yuanying, can't even touch the edge of the foundation. Spiritual stones are indispensable for monks. No amount is too much. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the monks are. Whales swallowed the vast amount of spiritual stones.

"What are you talking about with the child?" Su Niang was carrying a small baggage with a smile on her face.

"Su Niang, it's done, three pieces have been cut out! Three pieces!" Mo Shi'an gestured with his hands.

Su Niang raised her eyebrows, and was very surprised, "Really?" She always felt that her husband was just having a whim. There were so many skilled craftsmen who could only cut out two pieces. Mo Shi'an was just getting started, so how could he compare to those? An old craftsman who has been working for decades.

"Can there be any falsehood?!" Mo Shi'an stepped forward and took her hand, and called his two daughters in. The mother and daughter looked at the strange-looking tool without blinking, "clicking" and "clicking" again and again. Come out with three blank talisman papers.

Mo Shi'an looked at them triumphantly, with a clear expression on his face: Praise me, praise me, praise me...

Unfortunately, before the mother and daughter could give any response, someone shouted outside the yard: "Brother Shi An, is the Shi An family at home?"

Mo Shi'an's expression changed, and he hurriedly hid the "guillotine", turned around, and began to collect the talisman paper again.

Su Niang guarded the door to see that Mo Shi'an had packed up, and then opened the door.

"At home, at home."

When I got out of the yard, I saw that it was the second son of the village chief's family. "It's Brother Erfeng. Come in quickly. Come in and sit down. He's making medicine for the child. He can't move away even if he's looking at the fire. Brother Erfeng, don't be surprised!"

The visitor paused, his face twitched, and he didn't go any further.

"I won't go in. For such a thing, the mountain will be opened in a few days. According to the rules of our village, the mountain is opened to worship the mountain god. This worship must not be careless. What my father means is that tomorrow night, everyone will go to my house. , let’s discuss it together and see what the regulations will be this year.” The visitor spoke very arrogantly, his chin almost lifted to the sky, his eyes were extremely restless and he couldn’t help but glance around.

"Oh, we'll definitely go early." Mo Shi'an still held the fire stick in his hand, and there was still soot on his face. His face was full of honesty, and he nodded in agreement.

The man named Erfeng glanced at him and said "Hmm" from his nose, "Then I'll leave first, I have to go to several places." He turned around and left.

"Brother Erfeng, let's go slowly..." Su Niang shouted, quickly closing the courtyard door, looking at her husband's appearance, he was really honest and honest, and burst into laughter.

"You're still laughing!" Mo Shi'an pretended to be angry and straightened his back, "I don't know what the heck he did again. I paid fifty grand last year, and I might double it this year!"

"Dad, didn't you say you were just going to be a beggar?" Mo Ranyu's little head stuck out from the door and asked, tilting his head.

"Ahem...ahem..." Mo Shi'an almost choked to death on the back of his youngest daughter. He was just talking out of anger. Fifty big bucks was nothing compared to what he earned from selling talismans, but his eldest daughter had been sick for three days. We have to take medicine at both ends, so how can our family be rich?

"Yu'er, you remember wrongly, dad never said that."

"Dad said it, I clearly remember it!"

"No, really not!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"This...really doesn't..."

"Yes! Sister also remembers it, we heard it together!"

"Yu'er, it's time for your sister to take medicine."

"...Then after I finish drinking the medicine, I will tell my dad, Mom, it's obvious that it's true, it's true!"

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