"This place is nice! Let's stay here." Erbao picked out a pavilion. He wasn't very tall, so he first climbed onto the stool and then stood on the stone bench before placing the things he bought on the stone table.
Looking at the three treasures with talismans in front of him, Erbao seemed to see countless spirit stones being thrown at him.
Erbao overestimated his abilities. After failing to draw three talismans, he was completely exhausted. He was so tired that he was weak all over and his spiritual energy was depleted.
Aji picked up Erbao, but Erbao was unconvinced and shouted, "No! I can definitely do it, I want to do it again."
Da Bao exposed him, saying, "If you keep drawing talismans like this, you won't succeed."
Although Erbao was not entirely satisfied with this explanation, he knew his own situation and decided to rest before continuing.
While Erbao was resting, the other children went to play with other things. Erbao felt unhappy seeing the others having fun while he could only watch from the sidelines, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only sulk in silence.
After resting for a while, Erbao got up again, drew a talisman, and then failed again.
Xi Zhuoyu, who had contributed over a dozen low-grade spirit stones, was still quite concerned about whether Erbao could draw a talisman. So, while Erbao was drawing a talisman, he couldn't help but keep asking, "Erbao, when will you be able to draw a talisman?"
Erbao answered somewhat guiltily, "Almost there, almost there." But as soon as he finished speaking, the talisman in his hand failed again.
These are all gleaming spirit stones! Erbao felt a pang of heartache.
"Ah! Another failure. How many talismans do we have left?" Xi Zhuoyu felt a pang of heartache; these were all his spirit stones.
Erbao took out the remaining talismans, pointed with his little finger, and counted, "One, two, three: three left."
"Oh dear, if you ruin another one, we'll lose money. Will you be able to succeed next time?" Xi Zhuoyu frowned, looking like a little adult.
Erbao glanced at him, feeling unsure of himself: "How could we lose money? We didn't lose money."
Xi Zhuoyu said, "Of course we'll lose money. We've already used half of the talisman liquid. If we lose money, each talisman will only be worth a few spirit stones. If all of these talismans don't succeed, we'll lose money." As he spoke, he haphazardly counted on his fingers, getting more and more confused. Oh well, whatever, we're going to lose money anyway!
After hearing Xi Zhuoyu's explanation, Erbao looked at the talisman in his hand and suddenly became more nervous. He rolled his eyes a few times and made up a few excuses for himself: "It must be because the talisman brush is too bad, and I didn't rest well just now. Once I've fully recovered, I'll definitely succeed."
Xi Zhuoyu nodded helplessly: "Then you should rest well, we'll go play for a while longer."
Then I went to play under the shade of the tree with Da Bao and Er Bao.
Yang Yitian recently prepared some toys for his sons, and now the children are playing soccer under the tree.
Erbao envied their ability to play, but was also troubled by the talisman in his hand. He could only put a soft couch on the ground, lie down on it to rest, and recover his spiritual power.
Da Bao, San Bao, and Xi Zhuoyu played for more than an hour, working up a sweat and getting a little tired.
When they returned to the pavilion, they saw Erbao sleeping soundly on the soft couch. Xi Zhuoyu went over and shook Erbao: "Erbao, get up and eat."
Erbao rolled over and continued, ignoring him.
Da Bao said seriously, "Er Bao is definitely not hungry. Let's eat first."
They brought some snacks and food with them when they came out, which were kept warm in special food containers. They took them out now.
Da Bao and San Bao placed the food on the table, and Xi Zhuoyu sniffed with some delight: "It smells so good." He knew from the snacks the triplets brought that the Qi family's food was good, and he had been craving their meals for a long time.
Da Bao smiled somewhat reservedly, but a hint of pride still showed on his face: "My father made all of this. My father's cooking is the best!"
Xi Zhuoyu swallowed hard and said, "Let's eat quickly, I'm starving."
The group began to eat. After taking a bite, Xi Zhuoyu praised repeatedly, "Delicious! Uncle Qi's cooking is really good!"
Da Bao and San Bao felt a sense of pride when they heard their father and son being praised. San Bao said, "Father's cooking is the best." He eats a lot, so if the food isn't good, he'll feel uncomfortable.
The three servants standing nearby couldn't help but swallow hard as they smelled the aroma of the food.
Erbao smelled the aroma and got up. He saw the group of people eating and drinking heartily and exclaimed, "You guys ate without calling me!" He looked completely different now than when he couldn't be woken up earlier.
He quickly packed up his soft couch, ran to the table, and started eating, muttering to himself, "I must have been hungry to fail at drawing the talisman. Once I'm full, I'll definitely succeed!"
Da Bao rolled his eyes at Er Bao; he didn't believe Er Bao's nonsense.
After finishing one serving of food, Sanbao took out another and continued eating. Usually, Sanbao didn't eat too much at lunchtime because he didn't want everyone to see him eat more. But since there were no outsiders around, he ate freely. Xi Zhuoyu was surprised to see him eat two servings of food and his mouth opened slightly. After Sanbao ate three, four, five servings... his expression gradually became numb.
Xi Zhuoyu finally understood that Sanbao's small appetite was just an act.
After Erbao finished eating, he touched his slightly round belly and remembered the three talismans.
The stone table had been cleaned up, and Erbao placed the remaining three talismans on it. He held a talisman pen in his hand, his little face very serious.
Xi Zhuoyu stared at him expectantly, her expression seeming to say, "It would be a waste to fail."
Looking at Da Bao, who seemed to be gloating, Er Bao thought to himself, "That stingy Da Bao is unwilling to contribute spirit stones to him. If he could buy a good talisman brush, he might have succeeded long ago."
He dipped his talisman brush in the talisman liquid, looked at Xi Zhuoyu on the left, and then at Da Bao and San Bao on the right, and began to draw talismans with a serious expression. At first, things went very smoothly, but in the middle, things got a little stuck. Er Bao panicked a bit, his mind filled with thoughts of losing money! In his anxiety, he actually used the spiritual energy more smoothly.
With the final stroke completed, a flash of light appeared on the talisman, then dimmed briefly. The first talisman was finally finished.
"Success!" Xi Zhuoyu shouted excitedly. His spirit stones! At least they weren't wasted.
Erbao looked a little dejected, but he was actually happy inside. He sat down on the stool and looked at Xi Zhuoyu with a smug look: "I told you, I was sure I could succeed!"
Xi Zhuoyu nodded repeatedly, picked up the talisman and said, "Erbao, you're really amazing! I knew you could succeed. What kind of talisman is this?"
Erbao scratched the back of his head, unable to recall for a moment: "Let me look for it first." He rummaged through his storage bag and found a book of talismans, which he began to look through, comparing the patterns one by one.
“It’s this!” Erbao pointed to one of the patterns. This page says “Spirit Gathering Talisman,” a level one talisman.
This spirit-gathering talisman can be used during cultivation, or when planting spirit fields. It has many other uses as well, making it quite versatile.
Erbao was a little happy, but unfortunately he had used up all his spiritual power, otherwise he would definitely want to continue drawing talismans.
Erbao rested for a while before starting to draw the second talisman. Ever since the first talisman was successfully drawn, it was as if Erbao had turned on a switch, and drawing talismans became much smoother. The second one was also successful.
Erbao took the second Spirit Gathering Talisman and burst into laughter, his smug little face looking rather smug.
When Da Bao saw that he had successfully drawn the talisman, his eyes flashed, and he subconsciously looked at his storage bag and counted his spirit stones.
Erbao rested for a while, then used the remaining talisman paper to successfully draw the third talisman.
Erbao held three talismans in his hand and said proudly, "I'm such a genius! I'll definitely be able to earn lots and lots of spirit stones by selling talismans in the future!"
Xi Zhuoyu was also happy: "Great, I'm sure I can earn back my spirit stones! Let's hurry to the mission hall and exchange this talisman for spirit stones."
"Okay!" Erbao quickly put away the talisman, and everyone got into Xiaohua's sedan chair and headed to the mission hall.
It was already evening when they arrived at the entrance of the mission hall. Da Bao said, "Let's hurry up, we need to go back."
It was getting dark, and they had to go back.
A few radish-headed children ran ahead, followed by several servants.
They arrived at the same counter as before, where the same disciple was standing. Upon seeing several familiar faces, he smiled and asked, "Young masters, what would you like to buy this time?"
Erbao said smugly, "We're not here to buy things! We're here to sell things!"
The disciple raised an eyebrow: "Selling things? What are you planning to sell?"
Erbao took out three talismans he had drawn, raised his hands high, and slammed them on the counter, making a "smack" sound.
The disciple's attention shifted to the talisman.
Soon, four heads popped up. He was a little puzzled as to why these children had suddenly grown so tall. Looking down, he saw that these mischievous kids were all standing on a long bench, making their heads barely reach the counter.
The disciple was amused by their behavior, picked up the talisman on the table, and said, "Mid-grade Spirit Gathering Talisman, twelve spirit stones each."
Spirit Gathering Talismans are relatively common talismans. Mid-grade talismans are more expensive than low-grade ones, but unlike elixirs, the difference in quality doesn't result in a price difference of several times. For talismans like these, people will buy them regardless of their quality. The price difference between low-grade and mid-grade talismans isn't that significant.
When Erbao heard that each talisman cost twelve spirit stones, he immediately started counting on his fingers. He had three talismans, so how many spirit stones would that be!
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