Therefore, after Ren Kang was finally full, Ren Fa looked at his satisfied expression and asked softly,"
"Son, are you full?"
Ren Kang immediately turned around, hiccupped, and replied,"
"Pai 'er, I'm full."
Ren Fa sat at the side and asked again in a slightly serious tone,"
"It's almost the Ghost Festival.”
As he spoke, his expression changed drastically and his voice gradually became softer.
"Although Ninth Uncle has set up the training hall, I still feel uneasy.”
Hearing Ren Fa's words, Ren Kang also roughly understood what he meant.
"In my opinion, you have achieved something in Wudang. Why don't you help out too? It'll be better.”
Hearing his father's instructions, Ren Kang naturally had to follow them.
To be honest, although Ren Kang was not from this world, he had some memories.
In the past, especially during the Ghost Festival, there would be many deaths and injuries.
He more or less had some understanding.
The seventh month of the lunar calendar was usually called Ghost Month. The ancients believed that this January was the hottest in the day and the coolest at night.
Therefore, it was the month that belonged to ghosts.
The moon was the opposite of the sun and belonged to the extreme yin.
On the 15th, it was a full moon, and the evil energy was strong, which would easily attract demons to worship.
Therefore, the 15th of July was the Ghost Festival every year. According to legend, the underworld would release the lonely souls and let them be guarded by the underworld soldiers to come to the world of the living to receive worship.
It was unknown whether it was because of the geographical location of the Ren family, the magnetic field, or the extremely tragic war that had taken place in ancient times.
At this time of the year, there would be incidents such as evil spirits hurting people, corpses reappearing, evil spirits possessing people, and charming living people to commit suicide.
Therefore, this year, Ninth Uncle had specially set up an altar to cast spells and set up a dojo to suppress the evil spirits and protect the safety of the Ren family.
At this moment, Ninth Uncle was preparing some items with his two disciples.
"Why did you take on this job this year? It's really tiring!”
Wen Cai was already sweating profusely from exhaustion and had the thought of going on strike.
"Nonsense! Do you know how much money you can earn from this dojo?!”
Qiu Sheng, on the other hand, did not find it tiring at all. He became even more motivated when he thought of the huge reward!
"Alright, don't be lazy. Hurry up and do it. Master is still waiting to use it!”
One of them was thinking about money, while the other was too lazy to move. They accidentally mixed some ink into the cinnabar mud used to draw the talisman paper.
When the two of them finally brought the well-stirred cinnabar mud to Ninth Uncle, they were so tired that they were sweating profusely.
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, who was combing the brush, glanced at him from the corner of his eye and frowned.
"This color doesn't seem right!"
As Daoist Priest Four-Eyed spoke, he brought the cinnabar mud to his side and lowered his head to sniff it.
Then, he said to Ninth Uncle,"
"Your two disciples almost ruined your efforts!”
When Ninth Uncle heard this, he frowned slightly at Taoist Priest Four-Eyed and immediately brought the cinnabar mud over.
"Tell me, were you two slacking off just now?!”
Ninth Uncle scolded sternly.
"No, Master, we didn't stop for a moment!”
Wen Cai was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.
Qiu Sheng, who was standing at the side, also had an innocent look on his face as he asked,"
"Master, Uncle-Master, did you find anything wrong?”
However, this sentence directly detonated Ninth Uncle.
"Take a good look at it. The color inside is so heavy that it's a little black.”
As he spoke, he threw out the entire jar of cinnabar mud in his hand!
"Alright, Senior Brother. It's just some ink mixed in. Although it can't be used to draw Corpse Suppressing Talismans, it can still be used to draw some ordinary talismans and stick them around.”
Daoist Priest Four-Eyed had no choice but to help Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng.
"Humph! Unuseful! Useless! Why don't the two of you go and get another can!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng quickly went out and returned to the courtyard to wash the mud and make sand again.
On the other side, Ren Kang was doing very well.
After absorbing a large amount of medicinal herbs and nutrients, he felt that all the qi in his body was being used, and he had the illusion that he had been reborn.
Furthermore, the Ghost Festival was approaching, and it was a great opportunity for him to raise his prestige in Ren Family Town!
Soon, he made up his mind."Since we want to protect the villagers of the Ren family, we need to draw a large number of talismans.”
"Circulating Qi, one of the Eight Great Mystical Skills, Heavenly Book, activate!”
He sat in the room, his Qi sinking into his dantian, and then shouted loudly.
As the golden light appeared, the entire room was illuminated as if it was plated with a layer of gold powder, shining brightly.
"Runes rise, imperial decree! Tongtian Book-Cheng!"
He shouted again.
He drew a yellow paper with his right hand. After the talisman floated up, the talisman was directly formed.
In just an instant, the runes that were floating in the air and filled the entire wall were engraved on a stack of yellow paper.
"Talisman completed, Heavenly Book-Rotation!”
Then, hundreds of talismans fell from the sky onto the table like a goddess scattering flowers.
A few seconds later, they were neatly stacked together.
"Talisman completed, Heavenly Book-close!”
With that, the Heavenly Book disappeared along with the golden light.
"It's indeed getting better."
Ren Kang looked at the hundreds of talismans and used a few minutes to make them all at once. It was really amazing.
"In that case, it should be enough for them to use!”
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