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Chapter 93 The first imitation

The puppet doll slowly got up and tried to move both arms. After finding that his arms were back, he happily danced and jumped on the ground. However, when he saw the golden light god on the mural, he suddenly fell down and carefully hid behind Su Bai's feet.

"Since you are already fully physical, have you enhanced your abilities?"

Su Bai pulled it out without hesitation and looked up and down.

I didn't see any special changes besides one extra arm.

The puppet doll was also looking down at her body, as if she didn't know what special abilities she had.

It still can't speak anyway.

"Forget it, you can explore it yourself, but you have to work hard for me tonight."

Su Bai sighed.

"It is because your arm has created so many human tragedies, and that poor baby ghost. Although it was done by that witch, you have a responsibility!"

The puppet doll knelt obediently on the ground and nodded repeatedly.

If someone who is not familiar with it may be deceived by this innocent and cute look.

After getting the puppet doll, Su Bai turned his attention to the Yin Luoteng outside again.

He remembered what Shen Suxian said before, and these are the raw materials for making talismans.

Moreover, the blooming Yin Luoteng is rare in the world, but it can be seen everywhere here.

It would be a pity if you don't try such a good opportunity.

However, when it comes to drawing talismans, the easiest thing is naturally to start with copying.

Of course, he had no chance to meet the ready-made talismans in the mortal world, and he had no chance to contact those with his current authority. However, there are still some in the underworld.

He took the old oil paper umbrella used to block the yang energy, and slowly spread it open, and with a faint breath, the talisman paper used to paste under him was also exposed in front of him.

With just one glance, you can clearly feel the deep and mysterious aura coming from above, with a hint of strange madness.

As a first attempt, he decided to try these talisman papers.

It was difficult to find special talisman paper, so he brought ordinary A4 paper from the mortal world and used it. By the way, he also took a bowl of juice for the Yin Luo Teng.

If the Taoist people in reality saw that he was squandering this precious juice so much and using this A4 paper, he might really vomit blood.

There are ready-made brushes in the underworld, so there is no need to consider this.

Anyway, it's just the first simple attempt.

He doesn't feel that he is talented and will be able to succeed the first time.

The tools were ready, and he picked one from the densest petals of Yin Luoteng at the door, then immediately took it to the top of the bowl, and began to squeeze its juice carefully.

Drops of purple liquid slowly flowed down his fingers and dripped into the bowl. A faint black fine bubble appeared vaguely, and a faint smell began to fill the air.

Soon, one flower was completely dried up, leaving only a little residue.

There is not much black and purple liquid in the bowl, only a thin layer, but it should be enough.

He spread the paper on the table, then dipped his brush in the juice, imitated the spell under the umbrella on the paper, and began to depict it bit by bit.

After finishing the writing, he could clearly feel the yin energy around him gathering towards this side. The tip of the pen seemed to carry a huge weight instantly, making every stroke extremely difficult.

However, soon the golden light of merit on his body illuminated, and the Yin official uniform appeared. With all the support, the sudden pressure began to gradually slow down and even disappear.

In the end, he could continue to write on the paper smoothly and unhinderedly.

But despite this, the first copying still failed.

The talisman he chose was relatively simple, but what he drew was still crooked, and he could only barely see a rough idea.

But even so, there still looks mysterious on it, as if there is something indescribable mystery hidden, and the subconscious mind makes people feel dazed.

"I don't know what this real talisman looks like..."

Su Bai sighed.

He could feel that the talisman in his own hand was unusable, it was just a counterfeit product.

But it gave him the feeling that there was no error in the drawing steps, or that there was no imitation in place, but that there was a little spiritual charm!

It's like the finishing touch, without the last point, this talisman is just a piece of waste paper after all.

He continued to copy a few more pictures, all of which were like this.

The yin energy condensed on the paper is like ice cubes placed under the sun, melting away at a speed visible to the naked eye and evaporating quickly, and cannot be retained at all.

He did not continue to waste his efforts, and understood that there must be something special about it that he did not notice, or that only those in Taoist sects can master it.

Putting this aside for the time being, he looked at his phone and it was already around 10 o'clock in the evening, and it was time to set off.

He walked out of the underworld with his puppet doll. The charred palms in the dormitory were already waiting. He climbed up to his shoulders quickly and massaged him like a dog licking him.

However, Su Bai now appears as a Yin Guan, and the charred palm only feels that he is massaging a steel plate and can't press it down, so he can only give up.

"Okay, I'll put away all other tricks. Tonight is the time to really ask you to do your best."

Su Bai grabbed the palm and threw it on the ground, putting it with the puppet doll.

"Your mission is to help me control the baby ghost as much as possible and give me the chance to catch it. Do you understand?"

The two mysterious items quickly expressed their understanding.

Seeing that he was ready, Su Bai waved his hand and took the two items with him, flew out of the dormitory, and flew towards the direction of the First Hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, it was already ten minutes later.

The hospital inpatient building at night was very quiet. Except for the occasional weak coughing sounds from several wards, there was basically no sound.

Su Bai came to the door of Ward 1315 alone and took a brief observation.

I found that there were a few burnt incense and candle oil at the door, and it seemed that someone had come here to worship within the past two days.

After all, things were quite a big deal at that time. People from several nearby wards were affected by his dreams and basically knew that there was a ghost here. Even if Shen Suxian and Dean Li came forward to suppress it, it would be difficult to block everyone's mouths.

It is not uncomprehensible to come here to worship ghosts.

Fortunately, these mortals don’t have the courage to open the door, otherwise they would regret getting close to here.
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