Chapter 992: Making money (3)

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Mu Yan looked at it and saw that there was a yellow paper that was smashed in the house.
The pen held in the rain is also very strange. The ink on the pen is not black, but red.
"Small seven, what are you doing?"
Mu Yan suddenly made a sound, let the hands of the rain shake.
A drop of red ink dripped on the yellow paper.
The rain suddenly screamed, "Oh, the painting is broken, hehe!"
The little boy looked sad and licked his hair and seemed to want to smash his scalp.
When Mu Yan came in, he immediately rushed over and hugged her to beg for comfort. "Hey, six sisters, I have been painting for a morning, only to draw one. I originally wanted to draw a few more characters. You can go for a good meal and let the five brothers do it for you."
Mu Yan touched the head of the boy and comforted for a while before asking: "Are you drawing a character?"
Rain has taken a picture of the already-drawn paper, and handed it to Mu Yan. "You see, this is my signature, it is a kind of charm that can instantly add aura to the monk. Put it on the market and sell it, you can value three of the next spar!"
Mu Yan took over the charm, and when it was ringing, it was on the windless square that day. The rain also gave him a chapter of the symbol, saying that it can help her heal.
Afterwards, Mu Yan also activated the spiritual test and found that after the burning of the symbol, she could actually treat her trauma.
Although, the effect is far less than the remedy that she refines, even the mysterious medicine.
"That is the one I painted [healing wounds]!" Rain fell proudly and stood upright. "The [healing wound] is worth five of the next spar, but unfortunately, it is not easy to draw that, now I am One can't draw it."
Mu Yan looked at the symbol in her hand and looked up with the gods. She couldn’t help but ask: "It’s hard to draw a picture?"
"Of course it is difficult!" Rain fell and shook his head again and again. "The little teacher uncle taught the skills of the characters to all of us, but only I barely learned it. But even if I want to draw a character, I have to spend it." The whole body is spiritual. Sometimes even if you use up your spiritual power, you can't paint it, and you won't get it all day!"
Mu Yan looked thoughtfully at the sign in her hand.
Falling rain seems to suddenly think of something, excited: "Six sisters, do you want to learn to draw? I teach you good? You are so smart, talent is so good, maybe you can really learn?"
Mu Yan smiled and touched his head. "That troubles Xiaoqi."
The rain immediately smiled to reveal two small tiger teeth, and a deep dimple, grabbed Mu Yan and came to the table.
"Six sisters, you can see that the skill of the character is actually very simple. Just use the cinnabar to draw the pattern according to the different effects. You can attach the spirit to the side while sketching. However, it is difficult to draw the characters, each one is different. The concentration of the spiritual power to be attached to each of the symbols is different. If the spiritual power is attached more, the symbol will burn up; if the spiritual power is less, or if it is broken, then this paper Even if it is painted, it is just a waste paper that is useless."
When you fall into the rain, you can carefully draw the paper.
In the middle of the way, there is a streak that his spiritual output is slightly more, and the paper will burn immediately, disappearing without a trace.
Falling rain is full of frustration, "Six sisters, you see, the entry of the characters is much simpler than alchemy, and the effect of the symbol is not as good as that of the drug, but the price is much cheaper than the drug, and it works very fast."