Even though Quan Yingdong and his team seem to be busy every day, in fact, refining equipment itself is an extremely difficult task.
Special business managers like Sister Xu are naturally equipped with corresponding props and magical tools.
But ordinary people, like John Woo, do not use such special equipment in daily life. They can only rely on accumulated tasks or some personal relationships to exchange for some special props for self-defense.
Over the years, he had only acquired three talismans, which he treasured extremely.
Now seeing Lin Fan carrying a large number of talismans as if he was buying them in wholesale, he suddenly felt that his three precious talismans were not so useful anymore.
"This..." Sister Xu put the compass back into her pocket with a look of curiosity. She took the talisman from Lin Fan's hand and examined it carefully. "Okay, lightning strike, healing, protection, binding, acceleration... Is that kid Quan Yingdong interested in you?"
Not to mention John Woo, even Sister Xu was speechless.
These are the only talismans in her box. They are necessary for work due to business needs.
Even if Lin Fan was doing this for self-defense, wasn't he giving too much?
It's not that she doesn't know the importance of stars, but if she can turn into stars, then wouldn't these talismans become useless?
"I don't think so..." Wu Yusen was stunned, recalled for a moment, and shook his head. "Quan Yingdong looks at a piece of iron with more enthusiasm than he does at Lin Fan. I have a feeling it's not him. Maybe he knew she was almost taken advantage of before, so he wanted to give her a little extra, just in case."
He sent a message to Quan Yingdong yesterday, asking him to prepare some self-defense props for Lin Fan against the supernatural. Later, because he had to explain the situation to Sister Xu, he let Lin Fan go and get it himself.
After Lin Fan went there, she didn't know how much a normal person should have. Quan Yingdong gave it to her, and she took it.
I thought it was just a bunch of paper talismans, nothing serious, so I didn't mention it to John Woo. Little did I know it would cause such a misunderstanding.
"No, no, maybe he's not using it just for me?" She held out the talisman paper in her hand. "Let's split it up. Don't give it all to me. Is this thing difficult to make?"
She thought that since it was made of paper, it couldn't be that precious.
"No need, I have plenty." Sister Xu gestured with the toolbox in her hand. "The talisman I have is not difficult to make. The difficult part is that the one you have is an instant talisman that ordinary people can use."
"What do you mean?" Seeing that Sister Xu didn't want it, Lin Fan sent it to John Woo again.
"Normally, these kinds of props and magical instruments require spiritual power to be used." Wu Yusen actually took them and carefully examined them one by one. "But for ordinary people like us who don't have spiritual power, if we want to use these props, their refining team has to add an extra step."
"Inject activation energy in advance, seal it, and when you need it, break the seal and throw it out. So compared to ordinary talismans, this one is more troublesome and complicated in terms of time and labor. The people in the refining team are not so willing to make such a time-consuming and labor-intensive little thing."
This is one of the reasons why such talismans cannot be widely circulated.
The energy and time spent on making it can be used to make more valuable magical tools. Although the talismans produced can be used by ordinary people, their practicality is not that strong.
Wu Yusen picked and chose, took out a few and put them in his pocket, then returned the others to Lin Fan with a smile, "Thanks to you, this time we have a huge stock! Xue Ping must be so jealous."
"Why be so polite to me?" Lin Fan was happy to see John Woo happy.
"By the way, do you know how to use these things?" Seeing that the two of them were acting like fools, Sister Xu finally asked a serious question.
"...Throw it out?" Lin Fan paused with his hand in his pocket and took out the talisman again.
"You have to trigger it before throwing it out," Wu Yusen said, noticing Sister Xu's face darkening. "Tear a hole anywhere on the talisman, which is equivalent to pulling the safety pin, and then throw it out."
There is no need to worry about Lin Fan's accuracy, but rather some other things that are worrying.
"By the way, do you know what these talismans are used for?" John Woo thought about it and asked another question.
"I think I know." Lin Fan showed them two talismans, each painted like an abstract painting. "This one is for defense, with a circle on it. This one is for attack, with a triangle on it..."
Sister Xu also wants to ask, where is the circle and triangle on the rune?
When he took a closer look, he saw that the corner of the talisman paper was well-marked with black signing pen, and he immediately lost his temper.
"Did you draw it yourself?" John Woo thought this was a good idea. If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have to remember those confusing runes. It was so simple.
"No, when Quan Yingdong gave it to me, he said he was afraid I wouldn't be able to remember it, so he drew it for me. The more the same pattern appears, the more powerful it is. He just told me to be careful not to throw it in the wrong place when using it." Lin Fan replied.
Is Quan Yingdong so meticulous? Wu Yusen scratched his head. He seemed unsure whether this guy had any special feelings for Lin Fan.
"I told him at the time that he was very thoughtful." Lin Fan always felt that Quan Yingdong's office was a mess and he didn't seem like someone who could do such a meticulous job.
However, Quan Yingdong said it was a return gift to thank her for the small gift she had given him before. It was actually the keychain that Lin Fan had brought back from Country P.
Lin Fan felt at the time that the saying "good people will be rewarded" was true, so he accepted it happily without thinking too much.
"Okay, let's talk about this later. Let's focus on the present situation first. After all, we are trapped here." Sister Xu reminded.
Unless the domain is lifted, they cannot get out and will remain trapped inside.
Lin Fan quickly straightened his expression, put the talismans into his pocket, and followed Sister Xu closely.
The three of them walked along the cement road in the village, but they didn't see anyone along the way, which was very strange.
"Although there are few people in this kind of village, it can't be this small, right?" Lin Fan scratched her head. She had been to the countryside several times when she was a child. She remembered that there would always be many old men and women sitting and chatting under the big tree at the entrance of the village.
But the only person they met as they drove all the way in was the fellow villager who had just gotten off the bus outside the area.
Where have all the people gone?
No one can answer this question, they can only find the answer themselves.
June is the beginning of summer. The sun is shining and the breeze is gentle. A group of people walk in the fields, as if immersed in the picturesque scenery.
If I hadn't been seeing anyone...
Although Sister Xu felt that there was no ghostly aura here, the fact that there was no one in the courtyard with the door wide open was indeed a clear sign of abnormality. Therefore, she did not explore separately with Wu Yusen, fearing that something unexpected might happen.
"Hey, look, isn't that the guy from before?" Lin Fan noticed a figure walking towards him from a distance and patted Wu Yusen on the shoulder.
Although he just came in from outside, he is still a living person after all.
Besides, he is from this village. If we ask him, maybe he can find out something.
So when the fellow villager walked leisurely in front of the few people, he saw the three of them staring at him with sharp eyes.
Isn't this the person in the car just now?
Seeing Wu Yusen's smiling face, the fellow villager thought: What are they waiting for me here for?
Want to rob money?
Not really, they look much richer than me.
Then...it can't be rape, right?
The fellow villager held the luggage to his chest with shaking hands.
A beating heart, trembling hands...
Which one is better, a mature woman or a young girl?
