Chapter 14 One Hundred Thousand Pieces, I’ll Give You a Gua by the Way
Yang Fan first went to a shop selling talisman paper to buy some new yellow paper, as well as brushes and ink.
The shop owner is a middle-aged man in his fifties named Sun Zheng. Seeing her buying these things, he asked enthusiastically, "Little girl, do you want to paint these things yourself after you buy them?"
Yang Fan nodded and put the yellow paper he chose , brushes, and ink put together, "How much do these cost in total?"
"You are missing one thing," Sun Zheng turned around and took out the beautifully packaged box from the shelf at the back, "If you want to draw a charm, where can you draw it?" How can we get less cinnabar?”
Influenced by the Taoist culture of Sanqing Palace, many people have dreams of being a master, so people often come to the store to buy talisman paper, brushes, ink, cinnabar and other things, and go back to tinker with the talismans themselves.
Every time those people come to buy something, Sun Zheng will strongly recommend this cinnabar. Only by fooling them into using this high-quality cinnabar can the success rate of the talisman paper be greatly improved.
Basically, people who come to this store to buy these things will be deceived by Sun Zheng, and then spend money to buy this product that looks like high-quality cinnabar on the surface, but is actually filled with ordinary red pigment. .
“Little girl, you definitely need cinnabar to draw talismans.” Sun Zheng also mistook Yang Fan as someone who didn’t know how to do it. “This is the new high-quality cinnabar. Do you want to take a box back with you? Ah."
Yang Fan refused, "No, that's all I need."
She can draw talismans without pen and paper, and she doesn't use yellow paper and brushes. Other pens and papers can also be used to draw talismans. Buying brushes and yellow paper just makes herself look more professional, and the drawings on paper can be taken away.
Sun Zheng continued to lie, "Little girl, you don't understand. To draw amulets, you must have cinnabar, otherwise you won't be successful no matter how you draw them."
"Look at what I'm using here. This cinnabar-drawn talisman is beautiful, isn't it?"
He took out a piece of drawn talisman paper from the box next to the cabinet, "My exorcism talisman was drawn with my cinnabar. Feel the feeling, can you feel the spiritual power on the talisman paper?"
"I can't feel it," Yang Fan revealed the truth with an expressionless face, "You were drawn with red ink, not real cinnabar. .”
"What's the red ink? I drew it with cinnabar."
Sun Zheng didn't look very good when she exposed it to his face, "What do you know? This is the calming talisman drawn by the Taoist Priest of Sanqing Palace. "
"This is a real talisman, worth hundreds of thousands."
Originally, she didn't want to worry about him selling fakes.
But hearing that he was using the name of Sanqing Palace to deceive and deceive, Yang Fan immediately became unhappy.
"You call this a true talisman? Then what do I do?"
She took the brush on the table next to her, pulled out a piece of yellow paper, and drew the talisman on it.
Sun Zheng snorted disdainfully when he saw her action, but the next second, his eyes suddenly widened.
Looking at the movements of Yang Fan's hands with shock on his face.
I saw a golden light between Yang Fan's strokes. With just a few strokes, he drew a real soothing talisman. As the last stroke was finished, the golden light flashed on the yellow paper, and it quickly returned to normal. .
Yang Fan put the talisman she drew next to Sun Zheng's and asked him, "Which one of these is real and which one is fake?"
Sun Zheng suddenly came to his senses and carefully picked up the talisman drawn by Yang Fan. He opened the talisman and took the talisman paper into his hand. He instantly felt something different. The runes on the paper came alive and glowed with a faint golden light.
This, this, this is a real talisman!
To be able to draw a talisman of such high quality casually like this, he has met a true master!
Sun Zheng's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and his tone was flattering, "I'm sorry, master, I'm blind to the mountains. Please forgive me."
Yang Fan put one hand on the counter and took back the talisman in Sun Zheng's hand. After the talisman was taken away, he was still a little reluctant to part with it and looked at the talisman in her hand eagerly.
This talisman paper is many times better than the talismans he hid.
“Didn’t you just say that the best cinnabar from your family should be used to draw the talisman?” Yang Fan looked like he was smiling but not smiling, and said with a smile, “This is the real talisman drawn by the Taoist priest of Sanqing Palace.” How did he know this? Will he meet the true master? If he had known that Yang Fan was the true master, he would definitely not show off these things to embarrass himself.
Sun Zheng laughed awkwardly, silently put away the box of fake cinnabar and the fake talisman paper, and quickly changed the subject, "Master, you are selling this talisman paper. ”
"You want this talisman from me," Yang Fan waved the talisman in front of Sun Zheng's eyes, and the latter's eyes followed her movements involuntarily.
Sun Zheng nodded quickly, his eyes shining, "I want to buy this talisman from you, but I wonder if you can sell it?"
A talisman of this quality will definitely sell well. Make a big buck.
Yang Fan: "You can sell it, but it depends on how much you pay."
It just so happens that the purpose of her coming is to make money, whether it is selling talismans or fortune-telling.
Sun Zheng asked tentatively, "Five thousand yuan, do you think that's okay?"
"Five thousand yuan?" Yang Fan smiled playfully, the smile not reaching his eyes, "You are sending away a beggar."
You know that her talisman used to be hard to find, but this person only offered 5,000 yuan, and he still wanted to trick her.
The expression on Sun Zheng's face was stiff for a moment, and he calmed down, "Then... ten thousand yuan?"
Yang Fan looked at him without speaking, and the expression on his face became even lighter. .
Seeing her like this, Sun Zheng became serious in his heart.
Originally, he thought that Yang Fan, a young girl, still had this skill. He probably had been studying in seclusion in some mountain and didn't know these worldly things.
I thought I could make a lot of money by buying the talisman from her at a low price, reselling it at a higher price.
Unexpectedly, the other party was not easy to fool, so Sun Zheng's eyes became more serious.
“What do you think is appropriate?”
He asked this question to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan stared at him, making his back feel cold before he slowly said, "One hundred thousand, I will give you another hexagram."
Sun Zheng was stunned for a moment, "What? "
Yang Fan said: "You have a daughter who is twenty-one years old and goes to college in Shanghai. Is she going to graduate this year?"
Sun Zheng nodded blankly.
"Your daughter is going to teach in a mountain village in southwest China. You tell her not to talk to a woman wearing a red coat on the train. Otherwise, your daughter will never come back from this trip."
Meet His Children's Palace Yang Fan did a casual calculation and discovered that his daughter would be trafficked to a remote mountainous area by human traffickers, and eventually die tragically in a remote mountainous area.
With a bang, Sun Zheng's mind went blank, and all the strength in his body seemed to have been taken away, and he leaned against the cabinet.
His daughter is indeed going to teach in the mountains of southwest China. She was not supposed to go until after tomorrow, but just an hour ago, his daughter sent him a message saying that they decided to cancel the flight and take the train. , I will go tomorrow, saying I want to enjoy the scenery along the way.
He will meet a woman in red clothes on the train and never return. Doesn’t that mean his daughter will be abducted?
For a time, all the tragic situations of people who were abducted and trafficked online came to his mind.
All the blood drained from Sun Zheng's face, and he looked at Yang Fan as if grasping a life-saving straw, "Master, please save my daughter!"
(End of this chapter)