As the first eyewitness, Jiang Fan had to cooperate with the police to record information from time to time. As a result, he unintentionally spent the hottest days of military training. However, as a result, the news that Jiang Fan saved a life from a murderer spread among the freshmen of various departments in the new campus of Zhengzhou University.
Five days after that night,
The freshmen who were training on the playground were suddenly drawn to a tall figure. The girl was wearing a black belted dress, her jet-black hair was straight down her back, she wore silver hoop earrings, her cherry lips were like fire, her face was exquisite and beautiful, and she had a particularly good figure. She exuded a powerful aura when she walked, causing a commotion among the resting groups on the playground.
They watched the figure walk to one of the many formations. The figure paused for a moment, then went straight to a young man sitting on the grass.
Qi Ting, who had just been discharged from the hospital, looked at Jiang Fan sitting on the grass, smiling at her. Suddenly, her face lit up with a radiant smile. She crouched down, reached out her hand, and said…
"Thanks!"
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Chapter Thirty: The Curse
There was no shortage of pretty girls among the freshmen, but due to the uniform attire during military training, coupled with the fact that they would get a bit tanned after a few days of scorching sun, Qi Ting, who was already very pretty, became the most eye-catching presence on the playground. Many boys took out their phones to record videos and post them on their WeChat Moments, showing off the colorful college life, even though they didn't know the girl.
"Thanks."
Qi Ting found Jiang Fan, squatted down, and thanked him.
The wound on her arm had not fully healed. A thin, tender red scar clung to her fair arm, adding an undeniable blemish to her otherwise flawless skin. But she smiled sincerely, as if she didn't care at all about this scar that might stay with her for the rest of her life.
Jiang Fan stood up, smiled and returned Qi Ting's greeting. Feeling the intense gazes coming from all directions, Jiang Fan said something to Qi Ting, and the two left the area, heading towards a quiet and shady corner of the playground.
During military training,
The new students' free time is very short.
Therefore, Jiang Fan only exchanged a few polite words with Qi Ting before saying goodbye and returning to the queue on the playground. Qi Ting stood there, watching Jiang Fan return to the queue, and then turned and left the playground. She went to the university town outside the school, entered a cold drink shop she often went to, and sat in the corner, looking at the injury on her arm, lost in thought.
a long time,
She wiped her eyes, got up, and left.
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With his status as a student at Zhengzhou University, Jiang Fan rented a house near Songyuan. The landlords were a retired professor couple. The house was a resettlement house provided by the university for retired professors like him. The location was excellent, and the price was not expensive. The rent for three months plus the deposit for one month was only 2,800 yuan, which was 700 yuan per month. Water and electricity were not included. The house also had air conditioning. It could be said that the overall conditions were quite good.
Military training has ended.
Jiang Fan officially moved in.
The room is a bit small overall, but it does have a balcony. However, Jiang Fan's second bedroom faces north, so the balcony doesn't really serve any practical purpose; it's better than nothing. As for why a north-facing second bedroom has a balcony, Jiang Fan can only say that's a question.
After moving here, Jiang Fan could finally meditate and cultivate in peace. The main reason why Jiang Fan was in such a hurry to move out of the dormitory was that he had not meditated and cultivated his state of mind for the past few days, and he found that his state of mind had declined, which made him so anxious.
After military training ended, Jiang Fan's life gradually returned to normal. During the day, when he had classes, he would always sit in the corner of the classroom where there were the fewest people, and carefully study the insights and reflections he copied from Uncle Jiu's notes. At night, he would return to his rented room and meditate alone. While practicing the Wind Control Technique, Jiang Fan also became more and more proficient in circulating the spiritual energy in his body. He could now freely control the direction and speed when controlling the wind, and the duration had also increased to half an hour.
also,
The area where Jiang Fan devoted the most energy was to talismans.
According to Uncle Nine's notes, talismans are actually divided into high and low levels. The highest level is gold, followed by silver, purple, blue, and yellow, making a total of five categories. Jiang Fan did not know how deep the cultivation of a Taoist cultivator who could make gold talismans was, but he knew that even the Celestial Masters who appeared on TV or other programs only drew yellow talismans. As for gold, he had never seen it.
Jiang Fan believes that human comprehension ability is a factor, and the increasingly scarce spiritual energy in the world should also be a major reason why advanced talismans have never appeared.
What will the next dimension be?
Jiang Fan couldn't be sure.
But he knew that only by constantly improving his strength could he increase his chances of surviving in the uncertain planes of existence.
Besides cultivating his mental state and integrating his own power, Jiang Fan also looked up a map and used it to find a talisman shop. He bought a large amount of unprinted yellow talisman paper, cinnabar, and peach wood. The shop owner was a bit humorous. When he saw Jiang Fan buying these things, he asked if he wanted to learn how to draw talismans. He also had several books on talismanic techniques from the Maoshan School, which were on sale for four for ten yuan.
These things were put into his backpack and carried back. Jiang Fan always brought some fruit home, and the old professor and his wife were already quite familiar with him, so they didn't ask any questions. After returning to his room, Jiang Fan began to make talismans according to Uncle Jiu's records.
According to Uncle Nine's record,
To make a talisman,
First, one must cleanse the body to wash away the worldly air one carries. Then, one must meditate for half an hour to calm the mind. In addition to not breaking the ten precepts, one must also recite incantations for the pen, paper, and ink. Jiang Fan did these things one by one. The process of reciting the incantations was quite simple at first, as the spiritual power naturally flowed into the pen, paper, and ink. However, even after all the spiritual power flowing on the pen dissipated, Jiang Fan was still unable to draw the talisman properly.
talisman strokes
It's really too difficult.
He pondered during the day and practiced at night, emptying his spiritual energy countless times before finally managing to draw the entire talisman in one stroke after more than ten days of experimentation. However, the radiance that Uncle Nine had predicted after the talisman was completed was nowhere to be seen. Without a doubt, it was a failure.
Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Jiang Fan declined several invitations from Wang Yu and Qi Ting. Even when his roommates called to invite him to a social event with other girls' dormitories, Jiang Fan politely declined. Having seen the vastness of the world, he simply had no interest in such things.
Once again,
I can't count how many times this has happened.
After Jiang Fan recited the incantation, a spiritual power, tinged with a hint of gold amidst its azure hue, immediately attached itself to the brush, paper, and ink. Jiang Fan closed his eyes, and when the spiritual energy within his body reached its peak, he suddenly opened them. The brush on the table flew into Jiang Fan's hand on its own, flashing with azure light as it moved with the strokes of a dragon. When Jiang Fan finished the last stroke of the talisman, the azure spiritual power swirling around the surface of the yellow talisman abruptly disappeared inward. Finally, after the spiritual power on the surface of the yellow talisman was completely absorbed, a peaceful and serene aura slowly emanated from it.
It's done.
The most basic protective charm is finally complete!
Jiang Fan beckoned, and the yellow talisman flew over as if it had a spirit, landing in his hand. Carefully feeling the talisman in his hand, Jiang Fan found that the rough paper texture of the yellow talisman had completely disappeared, replaced by an extremely smooth feel. With the talisman in his hand, waves of peace of mind kept flowing into his heart.