Chapter 3134 Shen Tianyu 534

Shen Tianyu said, "An ordinary brush will suffice, but the ink must be cinnabar, and the paper must be yellow paper."

The boss instructed the staff to prepare.

The worker quickly prepared all the necessary materials.

Shen Tianyu picked up a pen and began drawing talismans on the cut yellow paper.

He wielded his brush with great speed and precision, splashing red ink with incredible speed.

Ordinary Taoist priests' talisman drawing, or simply drawing talismans, doesn't have much aesthetic appeal; it's even somewhat mystical.

But Shen Tianyu was handsome, tall and slender, with an ethereal air about him. He was also a scion of a distinguished family, and when he drew talismans, it was like a scene from a meticulously crafted movie.

After drawing three talismans, Shen Tianyu put down his brush and looked at the shopkeeper. "These three talismans are: one for suppressing demons, one for peace, and one for protecting the home. Their uses are self-explanatory: to exorcise ghosts and demons, to ensure peace, and to protect the home. The peace talisman can be carried close to your body at all times. The home-protecting talisman should be placed in the east corner of your house to ensure the peace of your home. Remember to keep the demon-suppressing talisman safe. Ten years from now, you will face a great calamity, a life-or-death ordeal. Take it out then to avert the calamity and save your life."

He spoke in a very mysterious and esoteric way.

The group of guys listened with a mixture of belief and skepticism.

The boss picked up the amulet and felt a warm energy seep from his fingertips into his palm, then surge up to his arm and slowly flow into his internal organs.

A feeling of joy inexplicably arose in his heart.

For no reason at all, I feel great and everyone seems pleasing to the eye.

He took the talisman and walked to a rare bronze mirror in the shop, looking at himself in the mirror.

In a short time, he became radiant, his eyes sparkled, and his body seemed to be surrounded by an invisible and mysterious aura, as if it were edged with gold. He looked younger and full of energy.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

He turned to his men and asked, "Look, what changes have I undergone?"

The group of workers exclaimed, "Boss, you look so much better! Your face is glowing, your eyes are bright and alert, you look like you've become more than ten years younger!"

Although the boss was not a cultivator, he had lived in a blessed land for a long time and had learned some tricks of the trade.

The boss laughed heartily, "I've long heard that the outside world has undergone tremendous changes, but we've always avoided it for generations. It turns out there are so many extraordinary people out there!"

He looked at Shen Tianyu and said, "What do you want? Take it. Consider these three talismans as my way of getting to know you, young friend."

Although he knew that his three talismans were worth millions outside, Shen Tianyu was not greedy. He simply said to Yuan Jinzhi, "Take those two inkstones and two pens you have your eye on to the boss."

The shopkeeper glanced at them and said, "These few items are only worth a mere ten taels of silver. Take some more."

Shen Tianyu said, "That's enough, senior, you don't need to be so polite."

Jing Hong originally wanted to show off his skills, but his talisman-drawing ability was not as good as that of Master Mao Jun, nor as good as that of Shen Tianyu.

And you can't just catch a ghost or ward off evil spirits for your boss on the spot.

Besides, there are currently no ghosts or evil spirits in the shop, so there's no place for heroes to use their skills.

Hearing the boss say this, he pointed to the calligraphy and painting that Bai Chenxue had taken a liking to and said, "My fiancée has taken a liking to this calligraphy. She greatly admires Lord Ni Yuanlu's loyalty and integrity."

That boss was a man of strong emotions.

Seeing that Bai Chenxue was a gentle and delicate woman, she did not choose the calligraphy and paintings of Tang Bohu, Wen Zhengming, and Dong Qichang, but only admired the loyal and righteous Ni Yuanlu.

He stroked his beard and said, “Master Ni hanged himself to serve his country, preferring death to surrender, displaying unwavering loyalty and integrity. I never imagined that hundreds of years later, people would still remember him. This calligraphy is to repay the kindness you have shown me on behalf of Master Ni.”

He raised his hand and ordered the waiter, "Wrap these items up and give them to my young friends."

The workers got busy.

The boss invited the five people to sit down and have tea, and asked them about the state of the world outside.

Jing Hong was a good talker, so I told him about the Maoshan School.

Yuan Jinzhi was a man on his way to officialdom, so I told him about the social and economic changes outside.

The boss's eyes welled up with tears as he listened.

Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty hanged himself, and the Qing army entered the pass. His ancestors were unwilling to surrender to the Qing army, so they took their families and followed the Bai clan to this Kunlun lineage to live in seclusion, where they have remained to this day.

Little did I know that the outside world had changed so much.

Yuan Jinzhi took out his phone from his pocket, showed it to him, and told him that it could make calls when there was a signal, and that they could talk to each other even if they were thousands of miles apart.

She showed him the news video.

The boss found it very strange.

If it weren't for the fact that the phone contained too many photos, messages, and chat logs of Shen Tianyu, Yuan Jinzhi would have given the phone to the boss.

Jing Hua took out her phone, removed the SIM card, and handed it to the shopkeeper, saying, "This phone is for you, but there's no signal base station here. You can only watch videos and take pictures, not make calls. If you can go outside, take your ID to a service center and buy a SIM card, then you can make calls. As for the charger, I'll go out and get it for you. But there's no electricity here, so you'll have to go outside to charge it."

The owner was in the antique business and was a conservative man who always avoided the world.

To maintain proper control, the Palace Master of Fengxu Palace would not allow them to leave easily, fearing that too many people going out would cause gossip and, if news of this blessed land were to leak out, it would arouse jealousy and envy.

Although the Qing Dynasty has fallen, there are still many treacherous villains with malicious intentions.

The boss thanked Jing Hua repeatedly.

He asked Jing Hua to choose something as well.

Jing Hua chose a jade plaque by Lu Zigang, a famous jade carving master in the late Ming Dynasty.

Zigang Jade is known for its exquisite and ingenious narcissus hairpins. The shop displays many delicate hairpins, but Jing Hua did not choose one for herself. Instead, she picked a jade pendant for men to wear.

Jing Hong teased her deliberately, "Was this jade pendant chosen for your second brother?"

Jing Hua rolled her eyes at him. "Of course not."

"Was that picked out for the eldest brother?"

"No!" Jing Hua carefully placed the jade pendant into the inner pocket of her coat and stored it away.

Jing Hong laughed, "A perfectly good person, but he doesn't have a mouth. Don't just think about impressing him, you have to use your mouth. Xuexue is someone I won over by constantly talking to him."

Jing Hua snorted.

She wouldn't say those mushy things; just thinking about them makes her feel disgusted, and she finds it hard to say them.

The workers had already packed up the painting, inkstone, and brushes.

The owner personally saw the five people out and said, "Young friends, come and visit often in the future."

Shen Tianyu agreed verbally, but in his heart he knew that coming back again would be as difficult as climbing to heaven.

If he agrees to Bai Feng's request, Bai Feng will go to the capital to find him more than 20 years later. However, according to the precedent of Bai Feng's clan, Bai Feng will probably be dead by then, and it will be Bai Ji who goes to find him.

After saying goodbye to their boss, the five continued on their way.

Bai Chenxue held the painting scroll tightly.

Jing Hong reached out to her, "It's heavy, let me help you carry it."

Bai Chenxue smiled and said, "It's very light, I can carry it myself."

Jing Hong asked, "After we leave, should we send this painting to an auction house? What's the current market value for this painting? I've heard that ancient paintings and calligraphy from the Ming Dynasty are very valuable?"

Bai Chenxue's eyes showed reverence. "I won't sell it. I'll keep it as a family heirloom, hoping that my descendants will be as loyal and unyielding as Ni Yuanlu, preferring death to dishonor."

Jing Hong laughed, "When the time comes, we'll get our marriage certificate and start having a baby, Jing Bai."

Bai Chenxue blushed again upon hearing this.