Chu Wanwan looked at the old Taoist priest in front of her and felt that he was really too stingy. These things didn't seem to be anything valuable, so how did he manage to track them all the way from the Taoist temple to here?

The old Taoist sneered, "Hmph! It's just a writing brush? Do you know that the brush in my Qingyun Temple is a spirit-drawing brush, capable of drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and drawing superior spiritual talismans? You little brat, you stole the best treasure of my Qingyun Temple, so hurry up and return it!"

"What? A spirit-drawing brush? A spirit-drawing brush that can draw spirit talismans? That's great! It seems we can protect all these supplies and weapons!" Chu Wanwan's eyes sparkled with surprise. She hadn't expected that this brush she had "borrowed" so casually would have such a great background.

"Grandpa, please don't be angry. I didn't steal it, I just borrowed it!"

"Borrow it for a bit, and return it when you're done. You see, we're using this pen for something important right now, something crucial to the War of Resistance against Japan. Consider it a donation to support our Eighth Route Army, what do you say?"

Chu Wanwan spoke with a sincere expression, while in her mind she was also thinking about how to use this magical "spirit-guiding pen" to draw more powerful talismans to help the Eighth Route Army leave behind these precious supplies.

"Ha! What great things could a little girl like you do with it? Don't try to fool me! I've already experienced the tricks of you two thieves; not a word of truth comes out of your mouths! Give me back the Spirit-Guiding Brush right now!"

The old Taoist priest stepped forward to snatch it, but Chu Wanwan quickly dodged to the side.

"Si Mingye, stop him!" Chu Wanwan said, grabbing her pen and running off.

Upon hearing this, Si Mingye stepped in front of the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest clearly possessed some martial arts skills, and he immediately threw a punch at Si Mingye.

Si Mingye moved nimbly, quickly dodging the old Taoist's fist. At the same time, he struck with lightning speed, using softness to overcome hardness, skillfully neutralizing the old Taoist's attack.

The two immediately engaged in a fierce battle, their fists whistling and palms flashing, kicking up dust and remaining evenly matched.

In fact, Si Mingye's martial arts skills far surpassed those of the old Taoist priest, but he felt that he and Chu Wanwan had made a mistake first, so he didn't dare to take drastic measures against the old Taoist priest. He could only pester him and prevent him from getting close to Chu Wanwan.

When Battalion Commander Zhang saw that his soldiers were fighting with the old Taoist priest, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Si Mingye, old man, please stop fighting. Can't you talk things out?"

However, the two ignored him completely and continued their fight.

Battalion Commander Zhang had no choice but to go to Chu Wanwan.

Chu Wanwan told him what had happened, and then said:

“Battalion Commander Zhang, with this pen, we can not only keep this truckload of supplies, but also help the Eighth Route Army win the battle! So I must do everything I can to keep this pen!”

Battalion Commander Zhang glanced at Chu Wanwan, then at the old Taoist priest locked in a fierce battle with Si Mingye not far away, and coughed twice before saying:

"There's a rule in the military that you can't take a single needle or thread from the people. Just do your best! If that old man absolutely refuses, you still have to return his things!"

"I know! I'm not a female bandit! Don't worry, if he absolutely refuses to give it to me, I'll return it to him after I'm done!"

Chu Wanwan said with a smile.

"Alright! In that case, I'll leave everything here to you!" Battalion Commander Zhang said, patting Chu Wanwan on the shoulder before heading off to direct the soldiers to move supplies.

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After a while, the old Taoist realized that Si Mingye was yielding to him, so he simply waved his hand and sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

I can't deny that I'm getting old anymore. I've only been playing for a short while, and I already feel like my old bones are about to fall apart.

"Hmph! Don't think that just because you're lenient with me, I'll be grateful to you! Young man, I'm getting that spirit-guiding pen back no matter what!"

Si Mingye glanced at the old Taoist priest and said calmly, "Wait! She'll return it when she's done using it. If she tries to take it from you, you won't get it back!"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but there was nothing he could do. He could only sit on the ground to rest while watching Chu Wanwan, who was standing by the train, concentrating on drawing talismans.

He thought Chu Wanwan wouldn't know how to use the Spirit-Guiding Brush, but to his surprise, she bit her index finger and drew a talisman on the brush. As soon as she finished drawing the talisman, the surrounding spiritual energy surged toward the tip of the brush.

Chu Wanwan deftly used her spirit-guiding brush to draw a talisman in the air, and a huge invisibility rune disappeared into the train's body. As the rune disappeared, the entire train gradually blurred, and finally vanished completely from the spot.

The soldiers who were carrying supplies were stunned as they watched the green train disappear from sight.

However, comrades were still carrying weapons and walking down from the train, which proved that the train had not disappeared, but had been hidden by Chu Wanwan.

The soldiers cheered immediately; the train had been hidden, meaning they didn't need to leave in a hurry. All the supplies and weapons on the train were now theirs.

How could they not be happy?

"Alright, enemy reinforcements will arrive soon. You all get inside the train and hide. I'll set up a barrier to ensure the Japanese can't find us!"

Chu Wanwan said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers, carrying weapons and supplies, scrambled into the now-hidden train. Although the train's exterior had vanished, the interior remained intact, like an invisible haven.

After all the soldiers had boarded the train, Chu Wanwan drove two military trucks to the side of the train, drew two invisibility talismans, and the trucks disappeared without a trace.

Chu Wanwan began setting up the barrier.

Holding the spirit-guiding brush, she quickly drew complex runes in the air. These runes seemed to have a life of their own, flashing and intertwining in the air, eventually forming an invisible barrier that firmly enveloped the entire train.

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