"Okay?" Chu Qingqiu asked with a look of disbelief.
"Okay." Chu Nan replied.
"Although you used to draw quickly, it took you at least seven strokes to complete a picture. Now you can do it in just five strokes?"
Whether a talisman is of good quality can actually be seen from the way it is drawn. The fewer strokes used, the better the quality and the better the effect.
Of course, this does not include those that are perfunctory and cut corners.
Chu Qingqiu suspected that his brother was just doing it perfunctorily and not painting seriously.
Chu Nan was slightly stunned, then he understood. The speed of drawing talismans increased and the number of strokes decreased, which should be related to the sudden realization in the classroom.
Well, it could also be because my handwriting has been sloppy since I was a child on Earth, and I still can't change my bad handwriting after traveling through time.
"Brother, what is this you drew? Why is it so ugly? It's much worse than before. This, this is a ghost painting?"
Chu Nan also had some doubts. After all, this was the first time he drew a talisman since traveling through time. He wondered if this explosive talisman would actually explode.
He took the talisman paper and threw it away.
Bang!
There was a loud bang, the air exploded, and a shock wave rushed into the house.
Chu Qingqiu's eyes lit up, and he joyfully hugged Chu Nan's arm and shook it, "Brother, brother, this is even more powerful than before."
Chu Nan was also very happy. It seemed that this ghost painting was quite good.
"Cough, cough."
At the door, a young man with disheveled clothes and covered in mud walked in in a panic and said, "Brother Chu, next time you throw a talisman, can you ask if there is anyone outside before throwing it? This is the third time you've blown it up."
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