Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 36 No Cure

The two of them went home.

On the way, Zhu Wuyao asked about the little flower girl from earlier. Ji Yuezhang looked sad and said:

“Miss Zhu, I would like to go to Huijin Pavilion tomorrow to exchange some items with the talismans I have.”

"This matter may be risky, so I plan to go myself."

Zhu Wuyao pondered for a moment and understood Ji Yuezhang's plan. He guessed that Ji Yuezhang saw the little girl's family was pitiful and wanted to exchange her for some money or some life-extending pills for mortals.

At this point, Zhu Wuyao seemed to remember something and asked:

Have you decided when to return to Beixuan City?

Ji Yuezhang nodded and said:

"I originally planned to go back the day after tomorrow, but I need to go to Duobaoge to exchange some things. For our safety, let's go back tomorrow instead."

Sensing the reluctance in her words, Zhu Wuyao knew perfectly well that Miss Ji had no intention of returning; she had come to understand this over the past few days.

If it weren't for my presence, Miss Ji might have been afraid of implicating her, and perhaps, like a bird that has flown out of its cage, she would have traveled all over the world to see everything and leave no regrets.

They might even have already decided to die.

After a moment's hesitation, Zhu Wuyao said:

"Let's wait until tomorrow afternoon. I need to think some things through first."

Ji Yuezhang nodded in agreement and, after returning to the inn, began drawing explosion talismans.

On the other side, Zhu Wuyao sat cross-legged.

Within her sea of ​​consciousness, there was a phantom image of a writing brush, seemingly ethereal and illusory, floating quietly. Its handle was formed by the intertwining of black and white gaseous substances, and its tip was like a jade carving, with every hair clearly visible.

Although they look different, Zhu Wuyao knew that this was the missing calligraphy brush.

No matter how she tried to touch or poke at it with her divine sense, the brush remained unmoved, showing no reaction whatsoever, and hung there steadily.

She tried to summon it, but couldn't get it out at all.

If she weren't afraid of dying, she would have even wanted Ji Yuezhang to throw an explosive talisman at her to see if it would automatically protect its owner.

Moreover, she has now completely confirmed that she doesn't feel tired when writing storybooks, thanks to the book itself.

After leaving it, let alone writing a story for an hour or two, her wrists were already sore after drawing only a few dozen talismans yesterday.

At this time of year, Zhu Wuyao misses this calligraphy brush especially.

Even if it doesn't manifest any miraculous effects, at least it can be taken out and used in daily life.

As usual, she used her extremely weak spiritual sense to poke at it, but there was still no response.

It's kind of strange, actually.

When Zhu Wuyao first transmigrated, she went to a pawnshop because she was short of money, but luckily she didn't sell it.

If it weren't for the fact that it was a birthday gift from the original owner's parents, and she didn't want to exchange it for money, she probably would have missed out on it.

The concept of fate is truly mysterious and profound.

After passing by the Frosty Frost Bridge, she understood many things.

The Zhu couple probably encountered a secret realm or the place where a great master passed away. They didn't tell anyone, and by chance, they brought out this calligraphy brush and gave it to their daughter as a birthday gift.

Who knew that when they went to investigate again, they caused some changes that attracted Elder Qian of the Qingyun Sect.

Elder Qian harbored a desire to seize the treasures of creation. After killing the Zhu couple, he discovered that some things in the secret realm were missing. Unable to leave for certain reasons, he could only send people to search for him.

After Wei Gui arrived in Beixuan City, he checked into the Longevity Inn. He wanted to explore the room he had stayed in at night, but unexpectedly encountered a ghost and fought with it.

Including afterwards, his deliberate escalation of the matter was undoubtedly a test of the waters.

He wanted to see if he had any connection with the Star-Picking Tower, and at the same time, he wanted to find out how many disciples of the Star-Picking Tower were in Beixuan City.

This led to the incident at Jiangshuang Bridge.

After this battle, he learned of the pen's extraordinary nature, comprehended the Qi Refining Technique of the Sky-Gazing Technique, and advanced to the second level of Qi Refining.

It is fraught with danger; a single misstep could lead to utter ruin.

If it weren't for the help of Brother Shen, Miss Ji, and Ye Xiaozhou, even with such a rare treasure, he would have inevitably met a tragic end.

Thinking of this, she had even more worries. Wei Gui, being a Nascent Soul cultivator, must have many tricks up his sleeve. What if he revealed that she possessed a rare treasure...?

Now we can only hope that he is as greedy as Elder Qian and wants to monopolize the treasure.

Although Shen Anzhi and Ye Xiaozhou are only at the Golden Core stage, they possess the ability to turn misfortune into good fortune. If they wanted to escape, even Wei Gui probably wouldn't be able to stop them.

There's no need to worry too much.

The spiritual energy has circulated for two major cycles, but it's still a bit difficult to continue for three cycles. I can only slowly accumulate cultivation.

May the spirit return to the sea, thus concluding today's practice.

Looking up, Ji Yuezhang was still bent over his desk drawing talismans, looking extremely serious.

It is estimated that not only will they need to draw enough talismans for buying and selling at "Huijin Pavilion", but they also want to prepare a few more in case of emergency.

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Wuyao got up and occupied another table, starting to draw her "lucky charm".

That's why Ji Yuezhang is said to have the best talent in talismanic arts among his peers.

While she was drawing one picture at a time and succeeding, Zhu Wuyao had drawn nearly thirty or forty pictures but hadn't managed to draw a single one successfully.

Before anyone knew it, Ji Yuezhang quietly glanced over, and seeing her dejected appearance, he chuckled and teased:

"It seems that Miss Zhu, who is destined to become the supreme being in the cultivation world, also wants to compete with me for the position of the leader of the Talisman Dao?"

As he spoke, he handed over a "luck-changing talisman" and said:

"You think this talisman is so easy to draw?" Ji Yuezhang pointed to the dozen or so talisman papers he had just ruined and said:

"I wasted the time it would have taken me to draw ten explosion talismans just to draw this one for you. You have to make it up to me and treat me to osmanthus wine tomorrow morning."

After arriving in Nanli City, the two were amazed by the osmanthus wine they tasted for the first time. Unfortunately, it was a bit expensive, so they couldn't bear to drink it more often.

Zhu Wuyao accepted the "luck-changing charm" and instantly became happy. She patted out the silver she had earned from fortune-telling that day, nodded generously, and said:

"Let's go tomorrow morning. I made some money from fortune telling, so we'll each have two bowls!"

The next day, the two women held a bowl in their hands, and another bowl was placed on the table. They looked incredibly extravagant, as if there were no more luxurious people in Nanli City than the two of them. They drank to their heart's content.

Ji Yuezhang didn't know why he had to wait until the afternoon, but he didn't ask. He went out early in the morning to set up a fortune-telling stall.

There are more people in the south of the city in the morning than in the evening.

Before taking a seat, Zhu Wuyao even sincerely took a picture of himself with a lucky charm, and sure enough, a guest arrived shortly afterward.

The visitor was a girl of similar age who wanted to have her fortune told, wondering if her father's lantern shop would be passed down to her.

What she handed to Zhu Wuyao was a piece of osmanthus cake that she had just bought; it looked soft and sweet.

Before the fortune telling began, Zhu Wuyao asked where the item was bought, thinking that she and Ji Yuezhang would also buy some to try later.

Only after asking the questions did they begin to tell the fortune.

After obtaining the divination result, Zhu Wuyao sighed softly, as if she had expected it. She shook her head almost imperceptibly and said:

"This lantern shop will not be passed down to you, nor to your brothers in the family."

The girl was taken aback, then exclaimed angrily, "Could it be that my mother or father has another child outside?!"

Before Zhu Wuyao could stop her, the girl stormed off.

Fortunately, she had asked where the osmanthus cake was bought before the fortune telling, so she knew this might happen.

After consulting several more fortune tellers, and seeing that business seemed good, Zhu Wuyao packed up his stall without hesitation and returned to the inn.

She put the things down, seemed to think for a long time, and finally asked:

"Miss Ji, how about we stay here for another month?"