The fat man's eyes lit up upon seeing this, and he quickly reached out and picked up the storage bag. After carefully examining it, he immediately broke into an ecstatic smile. He bowed and said to Jiang Feng, "Oh my! This young man is truly generous! My name is Qiu Baocai, and I am the renowned Taoist Master of Joy in the Nine Provinces, known as the 'Divine Calculator'. Seeing your generosity today, I will make an exception and help you solve this mystery. However... please write a single word on this piece of paper first." As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of pure white paper and an unassuming brush from his bosom, as if by magic.
Jiang Feng didn't waste any time and simply reached out to take the brush. However, the moment he grasped the brush, his heart was suddenly shocked. He was surprised to find that this seemingly ordinary brush actually exuded a powerful and mysterious aura, clearly not an ordinary item. After some perception, Jiang Feng was even more shocked to confirm that this brush was actually a low-grade immortal artifact! My goodness, this fat man may not look very impressive, but to own such a treasure, he must have an extraordinary origin! Thinking of this, Jiang Feng calmed down and then neatly wrote a large "sky" character on the white paper.
After finishing his writing, Jiang Feng gently set his brush aside and quietly watched the fat man before him. He first closed his eyes, muttering something to himself while forming hand seals with his hands. As his movements became faster and faster, a faint golden glow gradually emanated from him. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, and two dazzling golden rays shot out from them, shooting straight towards the character "天" (sky) that Jiang Feng had just written.
But something unexpected happened. The moment the two golden lights touched the paper, a muffled "puff" sound was heard, and the fat man seemed to have suffered a serious injury. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person stumbled back a few steps before barely standing. Looking at the fat man's face at this time, it had turned as pale as paper. The original smug expression had long disappeared, replaced by deep fear and astonishment. He stared at Jiang Feng with wide eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "You... who are you?"
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