112: Chapter 112 Talismanic Magic 112: Chapter 112 Talismanic Magic Judging from the color, the few pages of fragmented books that Chen Hai had just gotten his hands on must have been of some age.

“Cousin, I’ve been pondering over this stuff for a while since I got it!”

“Besides two sets of patterns that resemble ghost talismans, all the text is written in traditional Chinese characters.”

“If the characters were in standard script, I might be able to make out some.”

“But now, the text on the pages looks like tadpoles, and I really can’t make out much!”

Sun Jinzhong chuckled dryly as he explained what he saw while Chen Hai was examining the contents recorded on the pages.

Formerly an atheist, he had completely changed his worldview after following Chen Hai around for so long!

He was extremely interested in things related to Tao Cultivation.

If Chen Hai could teach him, Sun Jinzhong would kneel and become his disciple without hesitation.

“It’s Seal script; it’s normal that you can’t recognize it,” Chen Hai said, smiling and nodding.

He held only three and a half pages of the fragmented books.

The content recorded on them was the method to draw two types of talismans.

One talisman was called the Danghui Talisman, which, if drawn successfully, could cleanse all impurities.

Of course, the impurities mentioned here weren’t the actual sewage or garbage in reality but referred to some extraordinary pollution and filth!

The other talisman was named the Corpse Transformation Talisman.

Such a talisman could turn the remains of dead creatures into a pool of blood water.

If the Corpse Transformation Talisman was drawn successfully, they wouldn’t need to burn the bones Chen Hai and Sun Jinzhong had dug up yesterday in front of the No.1 High School; just one talisman could wholly dissolve them.

The three and a half pages of fragmented books contained an almost complete record of the Danghui Talisman.

However, the content of the Corpse Transformation Talisman was somewhat incomplete due to the improper preservation of one page, resulting in the loss of a portion.

Fortunately, the pattern of both talismans had already been drawn on the pages.

But talismanic magic is such a thing that, without knowing the precautions and key points when drawing talismans, it would be impossible to draw them successfully.

Chen Hai could basically recognize the Seal script written on the few pages.

However, when these characters were combined together, it made no sense to him—he simply couldn’t understand what they meant!

“The talismanic magic recorded on the fragmented books should all be real.

I’ll think it over carefully when I’m free,” he mused with a furrowed brow.

After failing to understand the descriptions on the pages, he carefully put away the few pages of the fragmented books and placed them by the bed for the time being.

Turning back, he looked at Sun Jinzhong and asked, “How are things at Brother Qiang’s place?

When you went to get these few pages from him, he didn’t say anything, did he?”

Sun Jinzhong curled his lip and responded, “Yesterday morning, his gang had arranged a fight, and Brother Qiang got smacked on the forehead with a piece of brick and nearly cracked his skull.”

“When I went to his house, he still had a bandage wrapped around his head.”

“When I asked him for these fragmented books, he didn’t fuss much, but he wouldn’t stop bragging about how heroic he was, claiming he took down three guys by himself!”

“I didn’t bother to burst his bubble.

When we fought as kids, he always ended up crying, even though he’s two years older than me!”

While saying this, Sun Jinzhong couldn’t help but snicker heartlessly.

However, for their generation of young people, brawling and beating others—or getting beaten—seemed not to be a big deal.

“So that’s how it happened.

No wonder I didn’t see him last night at Happy Dance Hall,” Chen Hai said, suddenly realizing.

From the interactions he had had with Brother Qiang in the past few days, Chen Hai thought him to be a man of his word and straightforward—certainly not the sort who would stand someone up.

“Cousin, what’s the verdict?

Have you grasped any Supreme Method from those few pages of fragmented books?” asked Sun Jinzhong, trying to inquire when he saw the pages on the bedside table.

“I recognize the characters, but I just can’t understand what they actually say!”

Shrugging, Chen Hai replied.

Seeing Sun Jinzhong’s evident disappointment, he smiled faintly and added, “What’s recorded on the pages is the method of drawing two types of talismans!”

“Drawing talismans requires a Taoist practitioner to infuse mana into them; only then will the talismans have some effects.”

“An ordinary person wanting to draw a talisman must either borrow mana or make Spiritual Ink from blood with spirituality.”

“Otherwise, the drawn talisman will just be for show and utterly useless!”

He didn’t spell it out, but Sun Jinzhong could understand the implication.

Sun Jinzhong’s face fell in disappointment, and he sighed, “I was thinking about buying some yellow paper and cinnabar and drawing some talismans by imitating the patterns on the pages.”

“Now that you say it like that, my hopes are dashed!”

“By the way, cousin, do you have mana?

Could you lend me some?”

He looked at Chen Hai, probing with a question.

“I should have some mana!”

“As for the Borrowing Technique, not to mention that I don’t understand it, even if I did, I wouldn’t lend my mana to you!”

“Last time, Mrs.

Ge at Li Hanchu’s house obtained some exorcism ability by borrowing mana.”

“Borrowing mana is too risky, it’s harmful to the body.

If you don’t want to lose your fortune or life, don’t even think of asking about the Borrowing Technique!”

Chen Hai gave Sun Jinzhong a look of warning.

Hearing this, Sun Jinzhong shrank his head and muttered, “Just for borrowing a little mana it could cost me my life?

Not borrowing, definitely not!”

The cousins didn’t continue talking about that topic.

“Cousin, we can’t get the money from Director Tao for now, so what do we do?” Sun Jinzhong suddenly broached the subject.

“What else can we do?

In a couple of days, we’ll go back to No.

1 High School and check it out.

By the way, Brother Zhong, how much money do you have?”

“The thousand you gave me last time, after buying a TV, I had about three hundred left, and now I have less than fifty yuan.”

“You have fifty yuan?

We should be able to get by for two days.

If we still can’t get the money from Director Tao next time, I’ll have to go back to Wuyang Town.”

“Yeah!

It’s expensive to eat and live on the streets every day.

It’s better for you to go back home, and I’ll keep an eye on the money for you.

If anything happens, I’ll just page you…”

Talking about this topic made them both a bit disgruntled.

As they talked, Sun Jinzhong went as far as to curse at Director Tao’s family members.

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