Chapter 102: Copy book

　　 "Because the users of black magic have a very disgusting skill."
"what?"
　　 "Sacrifice!"
　　 "Sacrifice?! You mean..."
"Yes, use living humans as sacrifices to summon demons from hell! That is a creature different from monsters. The weak may be very weak, and it may be stronger than the ghost, but the strong may even include the nine-tailed monster, The legendary monsters like Tengu can’t be compared! I have previously fought a demon summoned by a black magic user in the late Muromachi Shogunate. The damage caused by the general form of onmyoji is very weak. , And the restraint effect of tantric spells is not strong. In the end, it was the white magician among the Western missionaries at that time that eliminated the demon and eliminated the disaster."
　　 "Hi, are you worried that the murderer might summon the devil?" Qin Heqing took a breath after hearing this and whispered.
　　 "No one can say for this. After all, demons are not recognized by the six relatives most of the time. As long as the black magician is not stupid or the inheritance is relatively complete, he will not rush to summon demons to come to the world."
　　 "..., this is really not good news." Qin Heqing was silent for a long while, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
"But you don't need to worry too much. After all, the sky is falling and there are tall people standing up against it. If something happens, it won't be your turn to deal with it." Yue'er couldn't help but say again. Comforted.
　　 "How do you say?" Qin Heqing asked, his eyes lit up.
　　 "Don't you think that there is only one priest in this world, right?" Yue'er asked with a smile.
"How come? I'm not stupid. Not to mention the witches I saw that day, and the psychic that I met in the XX building. You can tell from the information you occasionally reveal that this world is still There are other heritages. Not to mention the existence of well-known shrines at the level of large shrines such as Ise Jingu, Kyoto Inari Headquarters, Okuniju Shrine, Izumo Taisha, and thousands of years of inheritance. Don't you have any good things?" Qin Heqing laughed, spreading his hands out of speechless defense.
"It's okay, I haven't been dazzled by the current results. Yes, those shrines do have a great heritage. So if there is a big problem, the old guys in those shrines will jump out to help the government solve the problem. , So you don’t have to worry about the ones you have and don’t. You can live as you like, and you don’t have to think about others."
"Let me just say, how can there be no corresponding institutions and restrictions at the national level? Otherwise, with such a proliferation of supernatural phenomena, it is impossible for the social environment to maintain such a stable and long-lasting." Qin Heqing exhaled and said to my guess. Sure enough, he said proudly.
　　 "Look at you, have you copied the Heart Sutra?" Yue'er said quietly without seeing Qin Heqing's appearance.
　　 "Uh..." Qin Heqing's expression was suddenly stagnant, and he was speechless.
Fortunately, Qin Heqing was not without a way to change the subject, so soon, by reminding Yue'er to help make the body protector, Qin Heqing temporarily avoided the trouble of copying the Heart Sutra, took something with Yue'er, and set foot on it. The way home.
　　 Yes, go home, go home in Niiza City.
　　 After all, the good things are stored there, so as long as you don’t want the things you bought at a high price to be made into defective products, then you have to go home for whatever you say this time!
　　 can also take this opportunity to visit Mr. Kakuda and buy some things for making charms again.
　　……
　　 After half an hour, Qin Heqing and Yue'er returned to their home in Xinzuo City.
　　 Qin Heqing took out all the things Yue'er needed from the utility room one by one, and gave them to Yue'er, so they no longer disturb Yue'er, and left home by themselves to go to Mr. Kakuda's grocery store to buy what he needed.
　　 "Jun Qin is here, please come in quickly, please come in quickly." Mr. Kakuda who saw Qin Heqing greeted him warmly.
　　 "Excuse me, Mr. Kakuda, I want to buy another batch of yellow paper and cinnabar. I wonder if you still have stock here?" Qin Heqing greeted politely and asked straightforwardly.
As a grocery store, Mr. Kakuda not only has some latest products on the market and a variety of local specialty snacks, but also sells items that are not sold in non-specialized stores such as yellow paper and cinnabar. Therefore, whether it is the predecessor, that is, the original Qin Heqing My father, now Qin Heqing, used Mr. Kakuda's grocery store as his own purchase channel, and bought some regular items needed by the shrine from him.
"Yes, yes, you wait for me to get it for you." With that, Mr. Kakuda walked to the corner of the grocery store, and from an unremarkable place, he took out a large pile of uncut yellow paper and bundles of it. Cinnabar walked back.
　　 "Do you think these are enough?"
　　 "Enough. How much?" Qin Heqing asked after checking and feeling good.
　　 Kakuda did not hesitate, and quickly said a number.
　　 Qin Heqing did not refute, and bought a few more things from Mr. Kakuda, then transferred the money to the settlement, and returned home with the purchased materials.
　　 "Did you buy it?" Yue'er's voice suddenly sounded in the room when the door rang.
　　 "En." Qin Heqing replied casually.
　　 "Then copy the Heart Sutra, and I will check it later. If I don't see anything by then, don't blame me for not saving you face."
　　 "Uh...as for this?" Qin Heqing said with his shoulders collapsed, his face stretched silently.
It’s just that Yue'er didn’t pay attention to him this time, so Qin Heqing had no choice but to put things away, went back to the house and took out the four treasures of pen, ink, paper and inkstone. He knelt down at the coffee table, adjusted the ink, laid the paper, and turned on the phone. Calling up the text content of the Japanese version of the Heart Sutra, while picking up the writing brush, I wrote on the white paper with the ink—
"The Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara, who walks deep prajna paramita for a long time, UU reads www.uukanshu.com and sees that the five aggregates are empty, and all sufferings are saved. The relic is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from emptiness, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, feel Consciousness, the same is true. The relic is the empty form of all dharmas, which does not arise or die, neither defile nor clean, nor increase nor decrease..."
　　 One stroke at a time, although awkward, but it is not difficult to see that he has a good brush skills, which is much better than ordinary people.
　　 But I'm tired a lot.
　　 After all, the gripping method of writing with a brush in the island country is completely different from the domestic gripping method, but the posture is the same as when using a hard pencil or a pen, so it is relatively simple and light to control the pen. Qin and Qing are different. He uses the domestic orthodox way of grasping a pen, so not only the fingers are uncomfortable, but the wrists, arms, and shoulders are also not easy.
　　 But there is nothing wrong, who called Qin Heqing learned this way of grasping pens?
　　 So coupled with Yue'er's request
　　 Yes, Yue'er's request. According to her, this method of grasping the pen is more conducive to the depiction of Fu Zhuan, so not only does the grasping pen have strict requirements for writing, but she will punish him by copying the book whenever he makes a mistake, so that he will have a long memory.
　　 So whenever possible, Qin Heqing didn't want to be punished by Yue'er.
　　Because it is really an invisible torment from body to mind, sincere heart is not something ordinary people can bear.
But the effect is also surprisingly good. Basically, Qin Heqing can firmly remember and master all the items that have been punished. This is also how he can transform from a clerical official Xiaobai into an ability in just six months. The root cause of the priest practitioners who passed the priest assessment.
　　 So even though Qin Heqing was very upset, he still had to accept such punishment and tried hard to improve and restrain himself.
　　 And this copy, it took more than two hours to copy, and the time came to the evening...