"Um?"

Yang Jingbin looked a little confused. Although he could understand these mysterious words, he didn't understand why Wen Shuo suddenly became stunning. Could it be that there is another one in the preparations for Shufu before, which is that he must first enter the state of a charlatan?

Seeing Yang Jingbin's expression, Wen Shuo couldn't help but feel angry. This guy didn't look like a role model at all. I just started to mention money implicitly, so he quickly pretended to be stupid. He was simply stingy-traitorous-scam-serious!

You can't let me ask for money blatantly, right?

How embarrassed?

How can I speak out if I am such a honest, honest, timid and thin-skinned person... Well, this is because you, Yang Jingbin, are a role model, pretending to be confused and want to take advantage of me first. You can't blame me as a student for being unrighteous and not for being aware of money! Wen Shuo gritted his teeth and said embarrassingly: "Do you, get me some funds?"

Yang Jingbin was stunned and his expression changed.

"Forget it." Wen Shuo immediately showed a bitter, helpless and embarrassed expression, shook his head and said, "I will treat it as a reward for the teacher's kindness."

"Don't..." Yang Jingbin asked quickly: "How much does a talisman cost?"

"Oh, what money is not worth? Isn't it a shame for us teachers and students to withdraw money?" Wen Shuo was very happy and thought that he had misunderstood Teacher Yang. He was quite tactful. So the fat man said with a smirk: "The talismans are different, the price is different. The talismans of my level are sufficiently spiritual and powerful. Moreover, if you don't encounter evil evil, the storage duration can be up to two years. I have to say that the talisman of the Evil-Breaking Amulet cannot be considered a high-level talisman. A truly effective talisman of the Evil-Breaking Amulet, such as the talisman of my book, is probably worth more than 1,000 yuan, and it is only 2,000 yuan at most, and it also has exquisite folding techniques. So, why do I have the nerve to ask for your money? Besides, I am not a profession in this industry. If you collect money, wouldn't it be equivalent to acquiesceing that I am a charlatan? No, no..."

Yang Jingbin is really honest, and because he has been engaged in special work such as archaeology and research for a long time, he has a little bit of aloofness and weirdness in his personality. It is just out of curiosity about unknown things, curiosity about this student, and the famous wealthy collector Mr. Li Ningyu's strong praise for metaphysics and Mr. Han that he hastily made some preparations in a hurry, trying to verify and obtain some real runes that may be helpful to archaeological research.

However, the preparation was rushed and it was inevitable that there would be omissions!

There was no money prepared!

And he never expected that metaphysical talismans and superstitious things would be so expensive...

In Yang Jingbin's mind, Wen Shuo's kind, honest, simple, honest and low-key personality has been deeply imprinted. Therefore, Teacher Yang, who is a little lacking in emotional intelligence, believes in what the fat man said now, and his expression becomes more and more awkward. Finally, he said hesitantly: "It's too difficult. Even if I help you apply for funds for this kind of thing, it will not be approved. Besides, you are just a freshman now and it doesn't meet the conditions at all. I can buy it personally, but I didn't expect that it is so expensive, I... I actually have no money. I just bought a house a few days ago..."

"Look at you, I said I don't want money anymore." Wen Shuo said solemnly, as if Teacher Yang's words were simply a humiliation of his character.

“Yes, but…”

"Okay, okay, you go out first." Wen Shuo waved his hand carelessly and said, "I can't be disturbed when I write talismans."

"Oh, OK, I'll go out first, I won't bother you..." Yang Jingbin showed gratitude, walked a few steps towards the door, and couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Wen Shuo, how long will it take? I'll keep the door for you outside..."

"One hour is enough, is ten pieces OK?"

"Okay." Teacher Yang showed a pleading look with a shy face and said, "Well, don't just draw it. Oh no, don't just write amulets. Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't write amulets. Just write a few more other types..."

The fat man's bottom line was broken and he immediately said angrily: "Charge!"

"But I have no money!"

If you don’t have money, you still have a yarn? The fat man really wants to leave immediately, but after all, he is his own class teacher. It’s hard to tear his face and cannot be completely offended. So the fat man can hold a boat in his stomach and said, “Then do you have anything valuable?”

"I……"

"You are an archaeological expert and cultural relics expert, don't tell me that you don't have a few treasures in your hand..." Wen Shuo narrowed his eyes, stretched his right hand forward, rubbed his thumb and index finger lightly, blinked his right eye and raised his right eye, raised his right eye.

Yang Jingbin showed an incredible expression and said in obvious disappointment: "Wen Shuo, the teacher didn't expect you, you actually..."

"I didn't expect that you actually..." Wen Shuo was angry and looked even more disappointed.

So Yang Jingbin had just developed some unhappiness about Wen Shuo quickly dissipated. The image of a fat man who had almost collapsed in his heart stood up firmly again - yes, he was too greedy, and Wen Shuo had already agreed not to return the talisman. Moreover, Wen Shuo had carefully explained the runes in several photos for him before, but as a teacher, he was a teacher, even though he was getting cheap, he was still getting more and more aggressive. Alas.

"I'm sorry, I was greedy just now. I was too much. The teacher apologized to you." Yang Jingbin simply apologized happily.

Wen Shuo did not expect that this stingy and traitor-deceited peddler would be so straightforward, and he was honest and strict with himself. What people do the most is to constantly put gold on his face. What they lack most is to admit their mistakes and the courage to admit their mistakes. Therefore, they often think that the gold that is attached to their faces is essentially shit in the eyes of others.

Therefore, no matter how many shortcomings Yang Jingbin has in other aspects, this item alone makes the fat man admire him: "Teacher Yang is second only to me!"

"Teacher Yang, how embarrassed I am if you say this." The fat man smiled awkwardly.

Yang Jingbin waved his hand, walked back to the desk and sat down. He took out the key and opened the bottom drawer. He took out a palm-sized mahogany box from it and put it on the desk. After hesitation, under Wen Shuo's eager eyes, he finally gritted his teeth hard, opened the small lock on the box, lifted the lid, and gently uncovered the layers of red silk, revealing a small dark yellow gourd, about the size of a half-thumb, small and exquisite.

"What's this?" Wen Shuo asked curiously as he leaned over his body.

"The jade gourd pendant, an old object..." Yang Jingbin took out the jade gourd and held it in his palm, showing a look of loving love and reluctance. He also looked around carefully, as if he was worried about being seen by outsiders.

"Yu?" Wen Shuo curled his lips: "This thing doesn't look good at the first glance, it's rough and spotty..."

Yang Jingbin immediately widened his eyes and shouted angrily: "What do you know? This is something from the royal family during the Yongle period. The best Tianhuang stone material is carved with fine craftsmanship. As for the rough brown spots on it, it is a testimony of history, it is Yuqin... If you look closely, the inside of this gourd pendant is empty, and the royal seal is still inside the gourd!"

"How much is it worth?" Wen Shuo asked with a look in his hand and said indifferently.

"Money?" Yang Jingbin glared at him with contempt, and then sneered: "Ma Youcheng, the most famous collector in the capital, will give me 200,000 yuan after passing the palm of his hand! Wen Shuo, I have to say the ugly words in front of you. Today I will give you this gourd, which is a mortgage. I will redeem it if I have money in the future. You can't lose it or sell it for me! Then, I want one talisman, one talisman, right? You can use this money to write the talisman!"

"Is it good to have a thousand yuan worth of family affection? And it is a low-level evil-proof amulet. Do you think all talismans are so cheap?" Wen Shuo said angrily: "Besides, can this broken thing be worth 200,000? Well, don't mortgage it with me, but give it to a rich collector to mortgage it. Let him give you 200,000 first, and you will give me 50,000 when you come back. I will help you write ten different high-level talismans, and then you will give you ten amulets..."

"How many kinds of talismans do you know?"

"I haven't calculated it, there are probably dozens of types." Wen Shuo said casually - anyway, Yang Jingbin, an amateur, does not understand how profound the metaphysical talismans are. It is not just as simple as drawing runes with a pen. If the strokes of the runes are slightly changed, their effectiveness will be very different. Moreover, many talismans must be shared with other talismans to form magic arrays to achieve the effect, not to mention, when chanting mantras when writing talismans, and when using talismans on the altar, there are also different talismans, hand-finding, etc.

When she heard Wen Shuo know dozens of runes, Yang Jingbin was so excited that his eyes shone brightly, and he nodded suddenly and said, "I'll give this Yongle Royal Jade Gourd Pendant to you, but the condition is that it's the runes of all the talismans you know!"

Wen Shuo didn't speak, and looked down at him from a high point.

"I have no other meaning, I just study runes..." Yang Jingbin realized that he had lost his composure just now, so he sneered and said, "Sorry, sorry, that's it. You don't have to do anything to start a altar, and don't go to see the secrets of heaven and steal the yin and yang. Just draw the runes for me and write me a general explanation of the runes."

"The secret is not out of the way." Wen Shuo said coldly.

"Don't worry," Yang Jingbin said with a serious expression and a little more cunning: "Metaphysical runes are superstitions. How can they be applied to professional academic research? Therefore, if you cannot find results, I cannot tell them a joke. Even if you succeed in the future, it will be the ancient rune pattern found from the vast sea of ​​historical documents. Then, through powerful and credible evidence from all aspects, the academic achievements developed have nothing to do with your mysterious rune."

Wen Shuo curled his lips and said, "That is to say, once you have achieved results in the future, you can achieve academic achievements and fame, but I'm not going to have anything to do?"
Chapter completed!