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When Taoist Li heard what Jiang Moshu said, he burst into laughter and said:

"Brother Jiang is really good at joking. How can my small shop afford a giant Buddha like yours?"

Before he finished laughing, he saw the other person looking at him with burning eyes.

Taoist Li couldn't help but put away his laughter and said with surprise,

"Brother Jiang, are you kidding?"

Jiang Moshu nodded and sighed, "Anyway, I don't want to leave the Demon Wall Village in the past few years. I have nothing to do when I'm idle. I'll help you guard the shop and draw charms when there are no customers. Isn't it good?"

what!

Is this Pixiu serious?

Taoist Li wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it carefully, he showed a thoughtful expression.

Although the boss doesn't care about whether the business is good or bad, he only cares about keeping the rules in check, but if he doesn't do it well, he will lose his face after all.

The suggestion from the person opposite seemed like a joke, but it actually made sense when you think about it carefully.

This Jiang Moshu has the endorsement of Master Zheng Feng and has a clean origin.

I have also traded 125,000 spiritual stones, so it is unlikely that I will look at petty profits.

We got along well with each other several times.

He is still a fellow-minded person who pursues both the avenue and the romance.

The most important thing is that this person seems to have great luck. Maybe he will bring some new atmosphere to the store.

Taoist Li immediately asked, "I wonder what kind of treatment Brother Jiang wants?"

Jiang Moshu waved his hand and said lazily, "The treatment as a man is enough. I just want to have a safe and secure place to stay. I don't care about anything else."

Taoist Li patted his thigh and said, "That's just right. There are several quiet rooms behind the store and they are well-equipped. Brother Jiang can stay in the store without worries.

As for the salary, it will be temporarily increased by 20% according to the clerk's standard. "

Then he said seriously,

"The most important rule in Xianfang is that the profit from selling Talisman Pills in the store is 50%.

These rules are decreed by the boss and I cannot change them.

I wonder what Brother Jiang thinks? "

Jiang Moshu was overjoyed. He immediately raised his hand and said to the Taoist priest:

"Don't worry, Director Liu, Xianfang is my home, and it will be taken care of properly."

Who made me bear the blood debt of six demon prince brothers?

I don’t know how many demon clans and tribulation cultivators came to the demon forest looking for him.

Fuyouxianfang has a profound background, and it would be best to hide here for a few years.

Both of them were happy people, so they signed the contract immediately, looked at each other, and laughed loudly.

"This Pixiu is so lucky, he can always bring some business to the store, hehe!"

"If the Demon King comes knocking on the door, this Flowing Immortal House has such a big background, it can definitely stand up to it, hehe!"

……

The quiet room at the back of the store is divided into three types: writing, sword making, and practicing.

The study room is bright and spacious, with a simple charm. It is a perfect place for placing jade books and deducing the techniques;

The sword room is paved with bluestone and equipped with a repair circle. Swordsmanship or spiritual weapons are usually practiced here;

The refining room is used to refine spiritual weapons, talismans and other items.

At this time, on the Dharma platform in the refining room,

Jiang Moshu was sweating profusely and concentrating.

Shen Caiyan stood timidly at the edge, looking at him with hesitation and unbearable expression.

呲!

A piece of shining talisman paper was scrapped again.

Finished!

The end of the paper is so shallow that I know that this matter must be carried out.

The predecessor did leave behind the experience of making talismans.

Choose talisman paper, accumulate talisman pen, melt ink, focus your mind, draw aura, add aura...

From entry to burial, we have it all.

The result was that when Jiang Moshu wrote a stroke on the talisman paper with full confidence,

Brain: "Got it!"

Hand: "Nonsense!"

Talisman: "I died so unjustly! What a scumbag!"

Start building with full confidence, sigh with disgrace,

Sweat fell drop by drop from Jiang Moshu's forehead, and the whole world suddenly became worse.

Well, let's face the reality. The road to making talismans is long and difficult.

The problem is that people from the Taoist tribe have been boasting all over the world. It is impossible to deliver the goods and it is too embarrassing.

To put it mildly, this is a fictitious resume.

To put it seriously, this is deceiving the leader.

Shen Caiyan leaned over gently, wiped the sweat from Jiang Moshu's forehead, smiled softly and said:

"Why don't you take a rest and let me try it?"

Without waiting for Jiang Moshu to open his mouth, his limp body leaned against him.

Shen Caiyan occupied the middle position of the altar.

But seeing her gently holding the pen, her face suddenly became charming, and her black hair curled up.

The eyes were condensed into black dots of ink, and strands of mist were like gurgling water, running along the jade arms, then to the onion fingers, and finally merged into the talisman pen.

Shen Caiyan's gentle smile graced this small world.

But the answer is,

The melting ink flows with fragrance, and the place where you put down the pen condenses and generates light.

The wonderful pen moves and the spirit shines,

Outline the carvings and dye the lines of Tao Yun,

Lightly describe the clouds and talismans,

A wonderful understatement of elegance!

Can making talismans be so smooth and elegant? Jiang Moshu was dumbfounded!

Ok? !

My Caiyan seems to have awakened some extraordinary skills.

After half a stick of incense, nearly a hundred ghostly figures in armor appeared in the void.

"whoosh"

But they were all sucked into the talisman, and a bright and dark light flashed on the talisman.

It actually happened!

Jiang Moshu looked at his Netherworld maid with a complicated expression, and Shen Caiyan looked back and smiled.

"Cough, cough, Caiyan, when did you learn how to make talismans?" Jiang Moshu looked embarrassed.

"After watching the master's paintings a few times, I felt that I had a good grasp of it, so I gave it a try." Shen Caiyan said timidly.

Well, I am indeed a waste in the Talisman Way, Jiang Moshu complained helplessly.

Seeing Jiang Moshu's depressed look, Shen Caiyan quickly added, "Actually, the slave's ghost mother's qualifications are a bonus for painting talismans. The so-called ghost painting talismans."

Jiang Moshu waved his hand, "Everything else is trivial. How are you spending it?"

Shen Caiyan was stunned for a moment, lowered her head in shame, and said,

"If you go all out, you can make twenty-four armor ghost charms every day."

"So many," Jiang Moshu clapped quickly, "Then starting tomorrow, hehe."

I saw him gently wagging his fingers and then said,

"No more talismans are allowed to be drawn."

Sure enough, it was noticed. Shen Caiyan walked slowly to Jiang Moshu's side, her head slightly bowed, but the charming look on her face turned into a faint red glow.

"Using a ghost body to draw talismans will affect your cultivation progress," Jiang Moshu said without waiting for Shen Caiyan's reply, "Promoting to the Ghost Mother is the right choice, and it is not worth the delay for the spirit stone.

"The slave family can wait." Shen Caiyan blurted out, and black smoke came out from the tips of her black hair.

Looking at the pretty maid with an anxious look on her face, Jiang Moshu laughed and said,

"Sir, I don't have the courage to eat soft food."

Shen Caiyan was as usual, a pair of soft catkins caressed Jiang Moshu's shoulders and back, and began to beat her gently, breathing slightly tremblingly, "I thank you for your mercy!"

But what to do with this talisman? It’s hard for people to think that the master is lying and deceiving others. "

Jiang Moshu stared blankly, "If Butcher Zhang dies, will you no longer eat pigs with hair on them?"

But he was hit hard on the back, ouch!

"Master, if you say this to me, I will not obey you!"

"Slip of the tongue, I mean, isn't it just making a talisman? Look, I have my own way!"

Jiang Moshu smiled slyly, and several rays of silver light flashed faintly in his palm.