MTL - In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?-Chapter 6 Searching for people

 Chapter 6 Searching for Persons and Qi Talisman

 Hand of the mountain pass, next to the carriage.

“Master He, this is the south entrance of Xiaojin Mountain. There are a lot of prey entering the mountain from here, and snow rabbits are definitely not the only ones…”

Uncle Sheng's son Chen Xiangyuan bowed his waist, his huge body like a kneeling old cow, and respectfully counted the prey at Nanshan Pass.

“There are ocelots, wolverines, roe deer, and even black bears here!”

 “Okay, okay, let’s go!”

The young man named He has thick lips and protruding teeth, and his eyes are one high and one low. His appearance is naturally weird, which is in sharp contrast with the luxurious brocade clothes on his body.

　　Among the three women who got off the carriage, two of them gathered around him and deliberately tried to please him, making pretense from time to time.

There is another woman with cold eyebrows, holding a bow and arrow, wearing a strong waistband under a white fox cloak with feather gauze, and her eyes are scanning the surroundings.

Suddenly, her eyes stopped at a figure in linen clothes in the distance.

 “Is there any woodcutter here?”

Chen Xiangyuan walked quickly and stopped not far away: "That man should be from our village. I will tell him to go back right away!"

“No need,” the cold-browed woman raised her hand to stop, “It’s extremely cold and it’s hard for ordinary people, so why bother to ruin their livelihood.”

 “Yes, yes!” Mr. He also came to the side. He pressed his lips together to prevent his deformed teeth from being exposed when he spoke:

“Chen Xiangyuan, is that from your village?”

"Yes, but I have been living in the county town and am not familiar with these people. I only heard my father mention that the woodcutter was originally a hunter. He was not very skilled and had no money, so he could only make a living by chopping wood when winter came... "

"Well, meeting each other is fate. Since he is living a difficult life, I will give the woodcutter ten taels of silver on behalf of my sister Huo!"

As soon as He Gongzi’s beautiful words came out.

The house slave behind him immediately took out a brocaded pouch with the words "Twelve Liang of Silver" embroidered with silver thread on the front, which was clearly visible.

  ? ? ?

 In an instant!

Chen Xiangyuan blew out two thick breaths from his nostrils, a surge of blood surged up, and he almost blurted out the sentence "My life is more difficult than his"!

 But he still controlled the impulse, but a strong resentment emerged spontaneously——

I have been working in front of and behind horses for so long recently, and I have never seen so many rewards. How come other people who go to the mountains to cut firewood can have such great luck? !

Chen Xiangyuan hurriedly leaned down to say thank you, so that no one could see his jealous and crazy face:

"I, I, thank you for your kindness and righteousness to the woodcutter!"

“However, that woodcutter is a lowly householder, and it’s not worth wasting your precious time on him. It’s better to wait until today’s hunting is over, and then I can take the reward.”

“That’s right, when the time comes, please remember to ask the woodcutter to thank Sister Huo for caring about you. If you have any words of gratitude, you can tell us…”

Mr. He really didn't care about the reward. He looked at the cold-browed woman and saw that she had already walked away and seemed not to have heard what he just said.

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 Chen Lin felled a tree while paying attention to the movement at the mountain pass.

Just for a moment, with the monk's keen perception, he felt that several people over there were looking directly at him.

Before he could be alert, he saw the group of people entering the mountain from the other side.

 “Just coming to hunt makes such a big noise.”

 “Is this a big household in Kanazawa County?”

"Forget it, it has nothing to do with me. These big business owners won't give me money for free. It's more important to draw talismans and hunt."

　　He murmured to himself, watching the group of figures disappear into the snow, shaking his head and concentrating on chopping down trees.

 Chop down three dwarf trees with their bark removed.

Chen Lin was not in a hurry to drag him home.

 Instead, he braved his hunger and walked around the area.

Although the predecessor was a novice hunter, he could still make some common traps.

 In the past two months, whenever he had spare energy, he would follow the methods in his memory to lay traps.

They are all simple nooses, which can only catch small items such as rabbits. If the prey is slightly larger, it will be smashed.

 Follow the rabbit trail you discovered earlier.

 Passed several nooses along the way.

Just when Chen Lin thought it was in vain again, a small white figure suddenly appeared on the last noose.

 A snowshoe rabbit!

　　has stopped moving.

“It’s true that heaven and earth are united in time!” “I was still thinking about where the animal blood to replace cinnabar would come from, but now it’s ready!”

 “And you can have a full meal too!”

 Get the two-hand-long snowshoe hare out of the lasso.

Chen Lin couldn't help but smile on his thin face.

 Perhaps there is a theory of some mysterious luck.

 Since returning from the world of cultivating immortals, everything I have encountered is good.

Even traps are available now!

 My mood these past two days has been better than ever since I traveled through time.

Chen Lin held the rabbit in one hand, held up one end of the short tree trunk with his free hand, held it around his waist and dragged it down the mountain.

This body is really resistant to hunger. It has never been seriously supplemented with nutrients, and it can still continue to work.

　　The sub-healthy body in my previous life would have died long ago.

 Perhaps, this is the most common talent among poor people in this era.

Those who cannot endure hunger will not survive the generation of their ancestors.

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The wind and snow on the mountain pass are still howling, and the magic power on his body is running on its own, as if he has a heater, dispelling all the coldness.

 Now I am just hungry, but not cold at all.

 Compared to the cold and hungry conditions of the previous two months, it was a huge difference.

 Wait until we arrived at the door.

 The mana consumed in drawing the Qingfeng Talisman has been fully restored.

Chen Lin first brought the bark used for making talisman into the house, then went back to the mountain to drag down the remaining two trees.

 Then we started dealing with the cute rabbit.

 There is only one clay pot at home, which is used to hold the rabbit blood drawing talisman.

 So rabbits can only be roasted on the stove.

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Under the flames, the oil in the meat fat gradually came out.

Chen Lin lowered the fire and shifted his gaze to the cut pieces of tree bark in front of him.

Two stones were pushed up and down to flatten the bark. The side facing upward showed the bright white inner side of the bark, with many veins still visible.

 There is half a jar of rabbit blood next to it.

  There is no talisman.

 Only one index finger reaches into the jar.

 Chen Lin cleared his mind, ignored the constant interference from his stomach, and recalled the talisman patterns and the key points of drawing talismans: "When drawing talismans, you need to be strong and clear, and you must not be weak and confused..."

 Dozens of essential points appear in your mind one by one.

 Er, he opened his eyes and picked up the "pen", and his index finger touched the bark of the tree a little harder!

 The magic power all over his body was mobilized, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes.

The red blood on the fingertips is like a dragon and a snake swimming around, and every trace is particularly moist. The fiery power spreads golden runes on the bark of the tree, shining with divine light!

 One stroke, two strokes…

 Just a few breaths later, Chen Lin's eyes moved.

 He raised his index finger, and the golden light flashed in the sticky blood and ink. He took a deep breath, pinched out the corresponding talisman with his left hand, and blew out a stream of mana!

"seal up!"

If it is a serious talisman, it will fly around in the sky several times and finally fall back to its original position.

 But in front of me is an old piece of bark.

 Can't blow it at all...

So the blood ink on the tree bark talisman trembled slightly, the golden light converged, and then was deeply imprinted into the bark, as if these talismans existed naturally.

The whole process of drawing the symbols is smooth and smooth, done in one go.

 Ten strokes of the person-finding talisman, one success!

“This body’s talents are really outstanding. Even when it’s hungry, its magic power can be used like an arm!”

“Besides, I really don’t have any problems with my understanding of these spells. My inability to draw spells in the world of immortality was purely due to my physical talent... That body controls mana, just like playing a game with a constantly beating network delay..."

“One moment it’s 460, the next it’s 370, it’s good and bad sometimes, it’s impossible to predict how the mana will be output in the next second!”

 (End of this chapter)