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"Ah? Me? Are you sure... it's me?" Lin Yao pointed at himself in disbelief.

Yun Tuan stopped, glanced at Lin Yao, and thought to himself - is this "genius" stupid?

Although everyone recently wanted to hang out with Lin Yao to observe his personality and behavior patterns, they did not arrange for him to participate in any group tasks.

Who knew that he was so clumsy that he even had problems taking care of himself?

They are not even as clever as the younger twin sisters.

So this task-free state continues.

From this point of view, has the spirit of "genius" been worn away too much?

My confidence is almost gone...

While thinking, Yun Tuan nodded firmly, "Are you okay with drawing the talisman?"

"It's okay, but it depends on what kind it is." Lin Yao scratched the back of his head and grinned. For some reason, he was so happy that he had done something, as if he had won the lottery.

"There are many types, such as body stabilization, exorcism, etc., which require a large amount. Okay, don't be in a daze, I have prepared the raw materials. I'll prepare more while it's still early."

Yun Tuan waved and Xiao Xi flew to her shoulder.

Lin Yao composed himself and quickly followed.

When he got to the first floor, Lin Yao looked at the mountains of "raw materials" and was so surprised that he couldn't shut up for a long time.

"What... Do I have to finish painting all of these? It might be exhausting..."

His voice was a little softer when he spoke. If it had been before, he would have cursed for a while and then turned away. Now, he actually feels a strange sense of being needed.

"Not necessarily, it depends on your ability. I will make a paper man next to you and check and accept it."

Yun Tuan said, sat down in another corner of the room, and began to perfect the skeleton he had made before.

It just so happens that I can also use the paints taken from the park.

Lin Yao saw this, dipped the tip of his pen in cinnabar, and started drawing the symbols according to the list on the side.

This type and quantity is really...dare to imagine.

For a moment, the room was silent.

The sound of the brush scratching on the paper can be ignored.

Yun Tuan used his watch to send a message to Jing Yu——

[Lin Yao and I are in the utility room on the first floor. I make paper figures and he draws talismans. If you are worried and are afraid of the paper figures, you can ask Hou Ye to come over and have a look.]

Yu: [Well, I’ll bring some ginseng soup to express my condolences later.]

Yun Tuan texted "OK" and began to outline the facial features of the paper man in detail.

Time passed minute by minute, Lin Yao rubbed his arms while drawing the talisman.

Is it his illusion?

Why did this room get so cold?

He has never come into contact with paper figurines. Does the birth of paper figurines need to absorb so much heat?

Or is it that the spirits in the clouds are actually souls summoned from other places?

The more Lin Yao thought about it, the more horrified he got, but seeing how attentive Yun Tuan was, he didn't dare to ask questions for fear of making a mistake and being resented.

After a long time, the room became warm again.

There was a girl in her twenties standing in the corner. She blinked slowly, just like any other person.

Lin Yao witnessed the whole process of enlightenment, but he didn't understand the key. As expected, every line was like a mountain.

He lowered his head and drew the symbols conscientiously.

Half an hour later.

There is an additional boy of about five years old in the room, who is much more lively and lively than the girl just now.

The boy walked up to Lin Yao, smiled strangely at him, then opened the window and climbed out.

Lin Yao followed the boy for a long time until the little paper man disappeared from sight.

"What is he doing here?"

"Let's go hang out at the Bread Man's place." Yun Tuan smiled. Seeing Lin Yao's confused face, he kindly continued to explain, "It's the territory of a group of young adults and a few old men. The scenery there is pretty good."

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