It was a little late to return to the community, and Yu Xiaoxue was still watching TV waiting for us to come back.

I turned on the lights in the yard, moved a bunch of pottery tools to the open space, brought gloves, and started diluting and sifting into the clay.

Yu Xiaoxue and Zhao Qian both surrounded her and became curious babies to see what I was doing there.

"I'll make a teapot." This is the answer I gave to them. If you want to make urns, they probably ran away.

The soul urn for raising ghosts does not need to be too big, just a flat round thing the size of a palm is fine, and it is fine to make a warm kettle. However, the key point is that the pattern drawn must be accurate, and there must be a rune-like talisman.

Without the talisman, the soul urn has no effect and cannot attract ghosts and gods.

It was an hour after I picked the clay. Yu Xiaoxue felt bored when she looked at it. Only Zhao Qian knew that I risked my life to get these things, so it would definitely not be as simple as making a teapot.

I opened the pottery wheel, put on plastic gloves, and started to make the prototype. However, I didn't grasp the speed of the turbine. As soon as I tried my hand, the prototype collapsed into a block.

"This mud is a bit smelly. Is it the mud in the fish pond?" Yu Xiaoxue asked me with her nose pinched.

"Hehe." I didn't say anything, and continued to fiddle with the method of making pottery on TV. I wanted to tell her that the blood or meat in the body contained, which would probably scare her out of sight.

Zhao Qian knew the origin of my yin soil. The smell of salted fish floated from the place where I took the soil. She didn't know it when she went there, but that was understandable. If she didn't understand it now, she would be a fool. There must be dead bodies buried there.

I continued to make round trunks, but unfortunately, I failed to form three or four times in a row. I even started to lower my requirements. As long as I could make a look, it would be fine. There would be no problem with twists and turns.

The strange result is that they can't even control their shape.

My hands were already trembling with coldness. The Yin soil contained resentment and shook like a self-consciousness. This is the reason for my failure.

"Brother Tian... why don't you let me do it, my hands are more agile." Yu Xiaoxue said, then approached me and stared at the scarlet and smelly soil.

Then while I was still fiddling, my hand reached into the bucket of clay!

"Don't touch!" I called out immediately, trying to hold her, but it was too late. Yu Xiaoxue reached into the soil and her skin turned white immediately.

"It's so fun!" Yu Xiaoxue started to squeeze and rub it happily, making me panic.

She took the clay, squeezed me aside, and snatched my turbine position and started fiddling with it.

"You must be good, turn it into a teapot for me!" Yu Xiaoxue said, and used her soft green onion fingers to pinch out various postures. With just a few efforts, the jar that I couldn't pinch just now was automatically formed in her hands as if there was life!

I patted my forehead and it seemed that I definitely don’t have the talent for making pottery!

"Xue, don't you feel cold?" I saw that Yu Xiaoxue touched the clay and there was nothing wrong with it. She was even a little happy with it. I was very curious. After all, I felt it was inappropriate even if I wore gloves.

"No, it's just a little cool, it's quite fun." Yu Xiaoxue said, taking clay and chaff and applying it while making it. This is to prevent the finished product from cracking during baking. It can be seen that the method is very skillful.

"Have you played with this thing?" I asked. It seemed that I was too yin energy and could not touch these things. Yu Xiaoxue and Zhao Qian had no problems.

"I've played it. The teacher taught me some before, so I played with others. Then when the adults built a house and burned bricks, we put it in, but it was not convenient." Yu Xiaoxue said.

"Oh, so that's it." I understood, and it seems that people have areas that they are good at and not good at.

Grandma's yin energy is actually quite heavy, otherwise she would not be able to inherit the Taoist tradition of raising ghosts, so she would probably have to ask someone to do it for her to make a pottery jar.

"Okay, just do a few more of it just now and remember to make the lid." I was thinking about doing everything myself. It's so stupid. Since Yu Xiaoxue Bingxue is smart, then I'll do it for her.

"I also have to bake and dry it, and then carve something on it." After I plugged the electric stove in, I put the two made pots in and turned on the low temperature to dry them.

Taking advantage of the baking time, I picked up the prepared white plaster dolls sold on the street and tried to carve some more advanced runes on it.

As a result, several complex runes were carved, all of which were crooked and often slipped or penetrated directly. Even if you are lucky enough to draw one, pick it up and take a look, why is it like a dog bite? Can this work?

My heart suddenly felt like cold water was poured on. Is it different from drawing talismans? How stupid is my hand?

I was so crazy that I almost smashed the rags. As a result, Zhao Qian took one of the plasters in her hand, and put several beautiful sword flowers on her hand with the carving knife. She had a few gorgeous strokes and copied a spell that I drew with sweat!

Suddenly, I burst into tears: Do you think my brother’s hands are so stupid?

After brushing a few times, Zhao Qian finished another rune and put it in front of me with a plaster portrait: "Is Qian like this?"

"Well, it's not bad, it's quite regular. Although I lack the agility of my life, since Xiaoxue has taken over the pottery work, I can't be more favorable to you, right? Let's leave the talisman drawing to you. By the way, I have to pass on a few talisman spells. You can remember it, burn incense, burn paper, and recite it while carving it." I nodded, pretending to be very mature and praised the little girl.

"Oh." Zhao Qian lowered her head and chuckled, looking at me with a very good look.

My face didn't blush and my heart was not beating. I took out my grandmother's book, pointed to several of the spells, and then signaled her where to draw it, and taught her the spell of the talisman.

Zhao Qian recorded it carefully and started practicing with plaster image. What made me feel heartbroken was that she had done a pretty good job after only ten minutes.

It would be okay if it was just one or two spells, but if a bunch of spells were tied together, you would know the connection and difficulty between them. Although I had practiced them before, it was definitely not as easy as hers. It seems that I am definitely not as good as hers in carving.

I don’t know how good her talisman is. I’ll tell her how many advanced talismans she has. Maybe she can do it like this?

The so-called wealth and law partner land is a very important part. If they are interested, I want to train both of them into masters. In this way, I gave up the idea of ​​making it myself and became a coordinator behind the scenes. In terms of their hands-on ability, they can directly torture me to death.

The complete soul urn soon appeared in their hands, and the quality was better than what my grandmother did. With the runes I selected to use to raise Xijun, there must be no problem.

Although according to the records in Grandma's book, this rune and production method are at the bottom, and they are all equipped with slightly powerful ghosts, I am very satisfied with this quality. If the conditions are sufficient in the future, perhaps the ghost king-level soul urns can be made. Of course, it is impossible now.

When the sixth soul urn was made, the clay had been completely used up, and the six prototypes were exactly the same. I put them into the electric stove like a treasure.

After turning on the switch, setting the temperature and power outage time, I breathed a sigh of relief. If I had good luck, I would probably succeed one or two tomorrow morning. After all, the success rate of the soul urn with the spell talisman will not be too high, and there are too many things involved.

After looking at my phone, I was about to take Zhao Qian to Zhaojiazhuang at half past twelve.

"It's almost time. You'll prepare to use all the items you can use. Let's go to the village. Tonight is the last night of guarding, and I'll send the old man up the mountain tomorrow." I felt that my eyebrows were involuntarily raised. Some problems must come to the last night, otherwise Zhao Qian's second uncle would not give up because he hadn't got what he wanted yet.

"Well, Qian understands." Zhao Qian's face was a little dim, and she looked at me and didn't know what to do.

"Zhao Qian, don't worry. If those two old men are honest tonight, your brother Tian will let them jump around for two more days. If you dare to do something tonight, I will kill them immediately!" I gritted my teeth when I thought that Zhao Qian almost died in the hospital last night.

"Wow, Brother Tian, ​​you are so fierce!" Yu Xiaoxue grabbed my hand and looked at me with glittering eyes.

"Hmph, that's all." I raised my hands and looked up at the sky forty-five degrees.

"Brother Tian... Thank you." Zhao Qian's face immediately flushed. She looked at me with a very touching expression. She felt that men should do this, so the sadness just now disappeared.

I felt that I was almost done, so I quickly got into the car and told Yu Xiaoxue to sleep well at home and not to sleep on the sofa tonight. If I were afraid, I would call Han Shanshan and ask her to come and sleep with her.

Zhao Qian’s house has a pretty good feng shui. She has a Dingxing compass placed in a safe, so ordinary ghosts dare not approach it.

After all, I also have my considerations. Speaking of calculating the terrain, although it has advantages in shocking the evil spirits, if it is real swords and guns, it still needs Xijun to do this. This thing is not used to exorcise ghosts.

This time, Zhao Qian brought her money sword, peach wood sword, and bells, and a whole suitcase of things. Although it was not her big night, she would definitely not sit and wait for death like last night.

After the car started, Zhao Qian got into the passenger seat.

I saw that the beauty Zhao had a stable mood and had a much better mood. I felt that even if she encountered any problems tonight, she could solve them step by step.

But as soon as the car opened the door, Zhao Qian's phone rang, and she frowned slightly: "It's Dad's."

"I took it and asked you when I would arrive in Zhuangzi." I saw that she was worried, so I comforted her.

"Dad, it's me." Zhao Qian nodded.

But then, Zhao Qian was silent. After a while, her face gradually became pale.
Chapter completed!