The online game Tao Fu Qi Yuan

Yixin swaggered into the Taoist equipment store and went straight to the spell room. Yixin said with a smile: "Dear master, you see I'm here again, I miss you so much."

The old man put down the newspaper, frowned and said angrily: "What's wrong? Didn't you just leave? Why did you come back again? Don't do your trick, I won't accept it."

Yi Xin didn't expect that this old man was still so difficult to deal with, but when he thought of his tragic experience, his face immediately changed into a look of sadness and trauma, and he said to the old man: "Master, just accept me, I have nothing to do now."

We can go home."

The old man said depressedly: "What, I'll take you in? You're not a monster, and you're not a wanted person. Why should I take you in?" Yi Xin replied: "Isn't this a slip of the tongue? I need to make a charm but I don't have one.

It’s a place.” After saying that, he looked at the old man as if he understood.

The old man waved his hand stubbornly and said: "No, no, this is not a shelter." Yi Xin said pitifully: "Just help me, look at me homeless, how pitiful I am."

The old man curled his lips and said: "There must be something hateful about poor people. If you can't do it, you can't do it." Yi Xin didn't expect that this old man was so unreliable and uneducated. It is said that you can understand with reason, move with emotion, and lure with profit.

In the art of war, attacking the heart is the first priority. Yi Xin said: "Then I have spent a lot of money with you. At least I am a regular customer, so I just want to help you, for the sake of those gold coins."

The old man said earnestly: "You use the talisman making room in the store..." Yi Xin looked at the old man with expectant eyes, hoping that what he said later could be used casually. But the old man changed his tone and said: "But I

But I’m not the owner, so there’s no way.”

Yi Xin sighed. It looked like he was going to use his trump card, so he smiled and said, "Well, my talisman making skills are very good. How about you let me try it and work in the shop."

The old man looked at Yi Xin in disbelief and said, "Can you do it? Don't just think about fooling me. Back then, I was the most powerful young man in the world, and I was the best at punishing liars.

The one who took action is amazing." After saying that, he put on an invincible posture, crossed his arms with his chest and stared at Yi Xin.

Yi Xin looked at the old man playing tricks in front of him and said with a smile: "You are the best." Suddenly there was a clicking sound, and the old man immediately bent down and held it with his hands, shouting: "My waist, my waist, it hurts."

It’s killing me.” Yi Xin hurriedly went up and patted him, and said, “Master, you’re okay.” He supported the old man and gently patted his waist.

The old man said in a soft voice: "Be gentle, be gentle, oh, be gentle, I still rely on my waist to make ends meet. At worst, I'll let you try it later." Yi Xin was so happy when he heard this.

He increased the strength on his hand, and the old man said angrily: "Oh, do you want my life? Please be gentle." Yixin replied embarrassedly: "It was a mistake."

After a while, Yixin accompanied the old man into the processing workshop at the back. The staff along the way looked at them with admiration. Yixin thought that since he was not famous, he must not be looking at me with admiration, so I

Apart from himself, this old man was the only one left. No, Yi Xin rolled his eyes at the old man walking in front of him. This old man who looked skinny and always liked to brag, what abilities could he have? The next day

Xin was just mentally deceiving himself, thinking that maybe he had seen it wrong, and everyone must be looking at him curiously. Entering a du li spell making room, the old man looked back at Yi Xin, looked at the young man and said:

"Here you go, show me your skills and let me take a good look."

Yi Xin looked at this production room decorated with mahogany, with gorgeous carpets and strange bamboo incense burning. There was a paved bed in it, and there were duli wooden tables and benches next to it. All these showed an ancient look. It was antique and very attractive. Yi Xin immediately fell in love with this place at first sight. He rushed over and took out all the talisman-making materials from the Ring of Liar, sat down on the chair and started making talismans.

The old man watched Yi Xin draw the talisman in front of him. Although he could tell at a glance that the talisman he drew was the fireball talisman, he couldn't figure out why the young man's painting method was different from the painting methods he knew so far. Could it be? I was wrong. This young man was just playing tricks on himself. In fact, he didn't know how to draw symbols at all.

When Yixin finished the painting quickly, he started to make the next talisman and put the painted talisman aside. The old man walked over and quietly picked up the painted talisman, put it in his hand and felt the talisman. The breath of life coming from it, yes, the old man thought that the spell was successfully drawn, but he didn't know how powerful it was. With such a simple drawing method, the power of the spell should have dropped a lot.

Yi Xin didn't know when the old man left, but he wasn't interested in knowing. He was just concentrating on drawing his own spell. The old man came to the spell-casting room next door, picked up Yi Xin's spell paper and tried it on the wall. After using the refining stone, the old man noticed through observation that a small fireball that was obviously hotter than usual hit the trial stone. Yes, the displayed results showed that Yixin's spell was 5% to 6% more powerful than ordinary spells.

The old man knew that he had found a treasure this time. Unexpectedly, under his keen eyes, he discovered a young man who was very talented in making spells. He didn't know what the child's plans were in the future. He could take care of him in the future. But now It's not the right time to see if he is the ideal person to teach.

When he went to grab the materials, he grabbed an empty Yixin. He looked at the table in front of him and found that there were no materials anymore. Only then did he realize that he was so selfless that he had finished making the talisman materials in his hand. He shook it and felt a little numb. hand.

Looking at the stack of talismans in front of him, Yi Xin was quite proud. His hard work paid off and he made another thick stack. He made a lot of money when he sold it. It was so miserable that Yi Xin knocked on his head, as if I lost track of time and was busy making materials. In reality, I don’t know if my parents have eaten yet, and they didn’t make a reservation for today’s meal.

The old man's voice suddenly came from behind, and he said with a smile: "It's done, not bad, boy, I'm very optimistic about you. You can make spells here tomorrow."

Yi Xin smiled silly and said: "By the way, I don't know what spells I want to make?" The old man said bluntly: "Look at my memory, what kind of spells will you make?" Yi Xin thought to himself that you just came to ask me now, what have you been doing for a long time, but he still said: "I can do everything from advanced to advanced."

The old man nodded and said: "Okay, I will notify you when there is a task. Just come here at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning." Yi Xin nodded to express his understanding. Then he waved to the old man to express his understanding. goodbye.

As Yi Xin walked out of the store, he suddenly thought, he didn't just want to practice spells for three days and sell them for money, but he had unknowingly trapped himself in it and ran to this store to work as a long-term worker. He was very depressed. Ah. Maybe the cute clerk in the store attracted me. For the beauty, since I agreed, I can't break my promise. I'll just watch it for the next few days.

Finding a street corner not far from the Taoist equipment store, Yixin took out his operating board and clicked to log out. He wasted time playing games this time, and he didn't know how his parents should criticize him.