Chapter 92 The talent of the third child
Huo Xingchen's expression was very serious, every stroke he drew was very serious, and his attitude was very good. Even at this speed, the people watching were anxious.
Gu Qingyin stared at it until her eyes were sore. Huo Xingchen hadn't even finished drawing a single talisman! She couldn't wait to go up and grab the pen and draw it herself!
Why is it so laborious!
Gu Qingyin began to doubt his previous guess. Huo Xingchen really had talent?
Finally, a full ten minutes passed and the first purification talisman was drawn.
I saw the light on the talisman flashing for a moment, and then emitting a little bit of brilliance for a long time.
Um? Gu Qingyin went over and took a look, a little surprised, "High-quality talisman?"
Huo Xingchen was also very satisfied, "As long as I am serious, the quality of the talismans will definitely improve."
"What is the quality of the talismans you usually draw?" Gu Qingyin asked.
"Most of them are mid-grade. Sometimes I'm too anxious and draw low-grade talismans." Huo Xingchen glanced at her cautiously, "I saved a bunch of them before and sold them in the ghost market."
"Have you ever been to a ghost market?" Gu Qingyin frowned, "You are too courageous. Do you know where that place is? If there is a slight accident, you will never come back!"
Huo Xingchen scratched his head, "I also entered by mistake, I just went there once."
Gu Qingyin waved her hand tiredly, "Forget it, first draw a talisman at your usual speed, and then draw one at your fastest speed."
Huo Xingchen obediently drew two more drawings, his posture was obviously much more casual, there was almost no pause in the middle, and he finished it in one go. It only took less than twenty seconds to complete one talisman.
As for the fastest speed... the talisman he drew was really like a ghost's talisman. It was so sloppy that if Gu Qingyin hadn't seen it from beginning to end, he wouldn't have known what he was drawing.
However, this thing that looks like a ghost painting talisman can still be used!
Gu Qingyin was silent for two seconds and had to admit, "You are very talented in Fulu, you can specialize in it."
Huo Xingchen's eyes lit up, "Really?"
Gu Qingyin nodded, "Draw more talismans on a daily basis and save up. Wait for the next ghost market, and mom will take you to sell them for a high price."
"Okay!"
After everything was settled, Huo Xingchen's cell phone rang, and when he picked it up, the manager was scolding him.
Huo Xingchen listened silently and rarely spoke back. After the scolding, the manager lost confidence and asked him: "Did something happen to you?"
Huo Xingchen hummed very honestly, "We did encounter something, no, it was a big thing."
The manager's heart was raised, "Do you need my help?" After saying this, he wanted to slap himself. There are two brothers above him, it's his turn to show off?
Huo Xingchen laughed and said, "No, it's been solved. I just missed the training match time."
"Training matches can happen anytime, don't worry, you should finish your own matters first." The manager was particularly reasonable at this time, "Since you have finished dealing with it today, can you participate in the training match normally tomorrow?"
Huo Xingchen couldn't guarantee it and just said: "I will try my best."
After hanging up the phone, Gu Qingyin looked at him in surprise, "I thought the training match was just your excuse, but I didn't expect it to be true."
Huo Xingchen smiled bitterly, "I'm usually very dedicated."
Part of the Yin energy in the room was purified with the Purification Talisman, and part of it was absorbed with the Yin Gathering Talisman, and it was all done quickly.
Maomao, who was originally brought to death, was resurrected with full blood, holding a stack of Yin Gathering Talisman and sucking it hard, it all smells of happiness!
On the way back, Huo Xingchen drove, and Gu Qingyin sat in the passenger seat to reply with news. It was still about Lin Tian, Fu Zimo and Feng Xia.
Feng Xia was released, but as soon as he left the police station, he was followed by Fu Zimo's fans, who threw rotten vegetables and rotten eggs all over him, and was even filmed and posted online by a nosy passerby. Gu Qingyin opened it and took a look. In the video, Feng Xia was in a very embarrassed state. He had lost a lot of weight. His eyes were wide open and looked a little crazy. His eyes were black and white, but the whites were bloodshot. He looked like he was out of energy. Great.
He didn't make any noise or scream when he was covered in garbage. He just stared at people with his big eyes like they were about to fall out of the window.
Those who came to cause trouble were probably stared at in fear and left quickly.
The photographer finally gave Feng Xia a close-up, just as Feng Xia turned to look at him, his eyes were dark and emotionless, inexplicably penetrating.
The video ends with the photographer uttering a national curse in fear.
There are comments below the video. Most people are saying that Feng Xia is crazy. His eyes are not human at all, like some kind of predator.
This sounds nice, but the worst thing is to say that she is mentally ill, that she was driven crazy by being stimulated, that she should not be released at all, and should be sent directly to a mental hospital.
Gu Qingyin looked at Feng Xia's last look several times. It was full of evil and hostility, which was indeed not something ordinary humans could have.
After arresting people for so many days, didn’t you think of asking a heavenly master to solve the problem? Something is obviously wrong with Feng Xia!
It's okay now. Eighty percent of Feng Xia's humanity has been completely swallowed up by the evil spirit. If he is released, he will be a serial murderer in reserve! Isn't this noisy?
Gu Qingyin clicked her tongue, turned off the video and called Xue Ning, asking him to help check Feng Xia's current residence.
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After hanging up the phone, she sighed, it was another job that no one paid for, so pitiful.
"When will you go back for training?"
Huo Xingchen glanced at her and felt a little hesitant. Should it be longer or shorter?
Gu Qingyin didn't pay attention and said casually: "If you don't leave in the next few days, come with me."
Huo Xingchen's heart moved and he said decisively, "It's okay to go back seven or eight days later."
Xue Ning's work efficiency was extremely high. As soon as the mother and son arrived at the old house, Feng Xia's address was sent to Gu Qingyin's mobile phone.
Gu Qingyin opened the map and took a look. Feng Xia lived in an old community. It was a stair house with no property. The public security was very bad. No wonder those fans were able to successfully ambush him.
"Have a good rest in the afternoon and go out with me in the evening." After Gu Qingyin finished explaining, she took Maomao to the backyard, where she planned to pack her bag.
There are many things in the bag, the biggest one being the candle dragon tail.
When I started collecting, I just wanted to put away the good things that had no owners, but now they can really come in handy.
Not to mention dragon scales and flesh and blood, as long as you take out a piece of the dragon bone and refine it a little, it will become a mansion - for a ghost.
Taking out the fire stick, Gu Qingyin used her spiritual power, and a vague blade appeared on the fire stick. It looked like foam that would break when touched, but when it fell on the dragon's tail, you would find out what blowing hair and breaking hair means. It's called extremely sharp.
That's it!
The dragon tail was easily divided, and Gu Qingyin used the boxes in her bag to pack them into categories.
Yes, there were a bunch of boxes in the satchel, which she put in early to keep her treasures in. Later, when there were more treasures to put in them, she had forgotten the boxes.
During today's tidying up, most of the things found their own boxes. Afraid of not being able to find it in the future, Gu Qingyin also put a name sticker on the outside of the box.
Before dinner, Gu Qingyin finished cleaning up and cleared out a pile of "garbage". Her bag was suddenly much empty and it looked much fresher.
After going back to take a shower, eat and rest for a while, Gu Qingyin took Huo Xingchen out just after eight o'clock in the evening.
(End of chapter)