Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

Xinbao readily agreed, while reciting: "Taoist, the beginning of heaven and earth..."

This is another ancient seal script, and Xin Bao stuttered.

Emperor Ming Pei and Yuan Shenjue looked at each other silently.

They clearly saw that Xinbao's eyes were slightly empty, her small mouth opened and closed, and she was chanting with difficulty. They could also deduce from her mouth shape that the first sentence she said was "Taoist", and they could even "hear" Her voice seemed to be heard nothing, as if the path between "she said" and "he listened" was cut off out of thin air, so they didn't know what she said at all.

Seeing that Xinbao obviously didn't notice anything wrong at all, and was still reading seriously, Yuan Shenjue suddenly felt panic and hugged her.

Xinbao was startled and stopped.

Yuan Shenjue hugged her tightly, keeping his face away from her to see his expression.

Xinbao stretched out his hand in a daze, while stroking his head to comfort him, while looking at Emperor Ming Pei.

Emperor Ming Pei said softly: "We can't hear Xinbao saying this, maybe it's because... don't try to see the secrets of heaven."

Xinbao was really taken aback: "Can't you hear me?"

Emperor Ming Pei nodded solemnly.

Xinbao was dumb.

She has never been so deeply aware of the fact that there is a god standing above her head like she is at this moment.

She murmured for a long time: "Then, what about the jade plaque?"

Emperor Ming Pei said softly: "You try to draw the pattern, and then I find someone to do it. Since God gave this to you at this time, there must be a purpose. I don't think you need to do it yourself."

Xinbao nodded obediently.

So the three of them had dinner, and Xinbao went to Xinuang Pavilion to start painting.

The world is impermanent, I never expected that she, a materialistic miracle doctor, would now have to learn how to draw talismans! !

What she is most anxious about is to draw a protective talisman.

That is to say, to protect her luck from being affected or stolen, so she specializes in the part of luck.

But she thought again, since they are both troublesome and difficult to draw anyway, why not draw something that can fight back? Not only can it protect luck from being stolen, but it can also attack the person who stole luck?

Doesn't it mean that attack is the best defense?

But she flipped back and found that there was another kind called Yuan Seizing Talisman, that is, if someone stole her luck, with this talisman, it could not only protect her luck from being stolen, but also double or even multiply her luck. Luck was taken back.

Therefore, it is not equivalent to this Dao Talisman, it has the most complete functions, including the previous ones and more new functions! ?

So Xinbao chose this talisman without hesitation, and began to draw.

Now the brushes on her case are all specially made, shorter and easier to use, but they are brushes after all! The tip of the pen is soft, and the writing brush is curved! It's still hard! !

Xinbao stood in front of the desk, holding his breath and painting.

She has never stopped practicing magic ball, and now her small hands are far more flexible than before, but writing is not only with hands, not just with wrists, especially to precisely control the thickness and trajectory of handwriting, which is really too difficult up.

Xinbao only practiced for a quarter of an hour before his tired face turned pale and his body wobbled.

Yuan Shenjue watched from the side, anxious and helpless.

After all, writing is okay, but this kind of irregular lines can't be said or helped.

He couldn't stand it anymore, got up and circled twice, afraid of affecting Xinbao, he held back forcibly, sat back, stretched out his hand, and gently supported Xinbao's elbow.

Xinbao bit her lip slightly, with a fleshy side face, so earnest that she was almost pious, but... this was a very difficult task, even if she used all her strength, she still accidentally fell into the trap with her hands. It's thicker.

Xinbao pursed her mouth, wanted to cry, but held back, changed a piece of paper, and started drawing from scratch.

Holding her breath, she carefully drew a line little by little, then her hand trembled again, and the pen turned away.

I made mistakes several times in a row, Xinbao was so tired that he couldn't stand upright, and finally couldn't help crying, and while crying in his wife's arms, he ordered out of breath: "I want a charcoal pencil... I want...a hard charcoal pencil..."

She couldn't help crying for a long time, and then she took a breath, and said, "The black brush used for thrush is also fine..."

Yuan Shenjue was so distressed, his eye circles were red, he hugged the little meat dumpling, and couldn't help comforting him.

Xinbao wanted to gather his energy to write, and after crying about his grievances, he stopped slowly, the whole dumpling stuck to Yuan Chenjue's body, motionless.

Fang Wuyou quickly brought some black pens.

But what Xinbao didn't expect was that today's thrush is similar to grinding ink. There is a special black inkstone, which also needs to be added with water, then ground with a black pestle, and then drawn with an eyebrow pencil similar to a brush... except that the eyebrow pencil is more beautiful than a brush Except for details, it is almost the same as writing! !

The clever internal supervisor found Luo Zidai, but Luo Zidai had to be dipped in water... and the real Luo Zidai was so small, only as long as her pinky finger, which was totally different from the one in the TV series! !

Tuanzi could only accept his fate and continue to draw with a brush.

She found that she couldn't become a fat man in one bite, so she didn't draw symbols at first, and started from controlling the thickness of the lines, and then she thought about other things after practicing to draw lines of the same thickness.

Yuan Shenjue left the palace after lunch, Emperor Ming Pei also went back, Xinbao drove away all the servants in advance, did not take a nap at noon, got up immediately, and continued to practice...the whole afternoon , If you are very tired, take a break and practice again.

When I returned to the palace at night, Tuanzi's arms were too tired to lift up, and she was limp. Madam Lin was so distressed that she held her in her arms and fed her for dinner.

Same day the next day.

But after two days, Xinbao couldn't even draw a line of the same thickness! ! If you don't move, it will be a waste! !

Xinbao was about to die of anxiety.

When she didn't know what to do, she was also anxious, but now, she knew what to do, but she couldn't do it, and she was even more anxious! !

She is so useless.

She practiced all day again, and after waiting for Chunhua and the others to go down at night, she quietly took out the magic ball from under the pillow, with her two chubby hands in the quilt, turning and turning, and fell asleep so sleepy. I fell asleep, and woke up with a jerk, and continued to turn...

In the end, she didn't know when she fell asleep. When it was dawn, she called someone: "Get up."

Chunhua came in with a smile, and as soon as Tuanzi raised his hand, he realized something was wrong.

Her hand hurts so much... Just raising her hand made her sweat! !

She glanced at it, and silently hid her little fist. Chunhua didn't notice it, and carefully supported her little arm, and put it into the sleeve.

Now it's freezing cold, the dumpling is dressed like a ball, and I can't open my sleepy eyes, so I open my hand for Yuru to hug: "Go to the Qing Palace."

Yuru responded.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I came out, I happened to catch up with the family having breakfast.

Xinbao usually wakes up late, and this is the first time he catches up with his family for breakfast. The eldest brother is still walking up and down, and when he sees her, he smiles: "What's going on today? The sun hasn't come out from the west either." , why did the little princess wake up at this time?"