Yun Wanrou looked at the small piece of yellow paper and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

It seems that the national teacher misunderstood Yangyang's meaning.

Only then did the ordinary yellow paper split into two.

He was thoughtful, but he guessed Yangyang's thoughts wrongly.

"Wangshu, you take care of Yangyang. I'm going to go out for a while."

Yun Wanrou got on the carriage and left the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

The discussions of passers-by kept coming into my ears.

Nine out of ten people were discussing the visionary appearance of the Three Pure Ones in the sky above Xuanqing Temple yesterday.

Yun Wanrou tightened her grip on the handkerchief slightly.

Fortunately, the national teacher had foresight and concealed the fact that Sanqing Zhenren accepted Yangyang as his disciple.

Otherwise, the Grand Tutor's Mansion would be surrounded by people again.

Blockade is the least of our worries. What we are worried about is that some people with bad intentions may plot against us.

[Where did my mother go? Why hasn’t she come back yet? ]

Yangyang sat in the yard, staring towards the gate.

Wangshu was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he said worriedly, "Miss Yangyang, why don't we go back to the room and wait!"

"No, here!"

[I can see outside the yard from here. I will be the first to know when my mother comes back.]

[Since I was born, this is the first time that my mother has been away from me for such a long time. I miss her so much! ]

Yangyang held his chin with both hands and stared straight ahead.

Seeing that she was determined to wait in the yard, Wangshu had no choice but to agree with her.

She walked into the room and got clothes for Yangyang.

She had just taken the clothes in her hands, but when she turned around, she found that the little guy who was sitting on the stone bench just now was gone!

"Miss Yangyang..."

Wangshu became anxious and ran out of the room with his clothes.

When I turned around, I saw Yangyang running out of the yard with his short legs.

“Mother…”

Yangyang waved to Yun Wanrou while running.

Seeing that she was not lost, but saw the young lady coming back and going to greet her, Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young lady, you really scared me to death."

Wangshu murmured something, walked quickly forward, and put his clothes on Yangyang.

Yangyang came to Yun Wanrou and saw the yellow paper in her hand at a glance.

"For me?"

Yangyang looked at the yellow paper and her eyes lit up.

[Mother went out, did she buy me some yellow paper? ]

[How did mother know that I wanted this kind of large yellow paper? ]

Yangyang was very happy and reached out to take it.

Yun Wanrou was worried that she couldn't lift it, so she raised the yellow paper a little.

Yangyang pouted, feeling a little aggrieved.

【Didn’t my mother buy it for me? 】

"The yellow paper is quite heavy. You can't lift it. I'll carry it in for you."

Hearing this, Yangyang's eyes lit up and she immediately smiled.

[Hehe, I knew that my mother treats me the best. ]

[These yellow papers are all for me. I can finally draw talismans! ]

Yangyang was very happy. She clapped her hands and followed Yun Wanrou inside happily.

Yun Wanrou not only bought yellow paper and cinnabar, but also bought a small tea bowl.

Cinnabar is red, so the inkstone cannot be used, but a small tea bowl is just right.

Seeing that she was so well prepared, Yangyang became even more excited.

She climbed up the stool clumsily and poked Zhusha directly with her fingers.

However, before her fingers touched the cinnabar, Yun Wanrou grabbed her wrist.

"Use a pen!"

Yangyang shook his head.

[My hands are too small to hold it.]

【Easy to use with your hands! 】

Yangyang was just thinking about it when she saw Yun Wanrou take out a feather pen from her arms.

She mixed the cinnabar, dipped the end of the feather pen in cinnabar, and handed it to Yangyang.

"The quill is very light, would you like to try it?"

"Um!"

Yangyang nodded and took the feather pen.

The quill was very light and thin, and it fit perfectly in her hand.

[Not bad, not bad, this feather pen is very useful. ]

[Even if I haven’t held a pen for a long time, my hands won’t feel unfamiliar. 】

Yangyang held the feather pen and drew a teleportation symbol very smoothly.

Her short legs now make it difficult for her to go anywhere.

With the teleportation talisman, it is much more convenient.

Yun Wanrou took a look at the talisman she drew, smiled and shook her head.

You know what, the painting is really realistic.

But she had seen the amulet drawn by the national master.

Yangyang’s painting is indeed good, but it is not a talisman.

Yun Wanrou thought Yangyang was just drawing for fun and didn't take it too seriously.

I watched her draw a talisman and put it in her pocket, and then she drew the second and third one.

Yangyang drew five teleportation talismans in a row, and after regaining his touch, he began to draw the Sky Thunder Talisman.

She is too young now and can only fight with little ghosts.

When she encountered an adult ghost, she couldn't even get close to the person as soon as they stretched out their hand, let alone fight.

If you can't fight, you can only prepare some heavenly thunder talismans for yourself.

Her current spiritual power is not as good as it was in her heyday.

But the Heavenly Thunder Talisman she drew had no problem dealing with ghosts below the level of Ghost General.

“Boom!”

Yangyang had just finished drawing the last stroke of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman when thunder suddenly exploded above his head.

Yun Wanrou was startled.

She quickly ran out of the room and looked up at the sky.

It was a bright sunny day outside, and it didn't look like it was going to rain at all.

"Strange, I clearly heard thunder just now, was it my hallucination?"

Yun Wanrou frowned slightly and muttered softly.

Yangyang picked up the Heavenly Thunder Talisman and blew on the cinnabar on it.

[It's not an auditory hallucination, it was really thundering. 】

[It was the Heavenly Thunder Talisman that I drew. The spiritual power contained in it was too strong, so it attracted the Heavenly Thunder.]

[I don't know which little ghost would be so unlucky as to force her to use the Heavenly Thunder Talisman. ]

Yangyang thought about it while putting away the Heavenly Thunder Talisman.

Drawing the Heavenly Thunder Talisman requires a lot of spiritual power.

She only drew one picture and then felt a little tired.

She climbed down from the stool, found a place, and put away the remaining cinnabar and yellow paper.

The other side of the imperial city.

A man walked out of the room and looked up at the sky.

Although there was only one thunder, he could feel the spiritual power contained in it.

Such a strong spiritual power.

When did such a powerful figure appear in the imperial city?

I don’t know who has stronger spiritual power, this person or that little monster?

…

In the mansion of Marquis Anyuan.

As soon as Jiang Yan opened the door, she was startled by thunder.

She turned her head and looked around to make sure no one noticed her, then she sneaked into Qian's room.

"Where is it? Where did mother hide the silver?"

Jiang Yan was in Qian's room, rummaging through the drawers and cabinets looking for the banknotes.

Her mind, however, was on the banknotes.

I didn't notice the footsteps coming from outside the door at all.

Soon, the door was pushed open.

As soon as Qian stepped over the threshold, she saw her rummaging through something in the room.

"Yan'er, what are you looking for in my room?"

Qian's voice came slowly from behind.

Jiang Yan was startled and the wooden box in her hand fell to the ground.

Silver and banknotes were scattered all over the ground.

“So it’s here!”

Jiang Yan was delighted and quickly bent down to pick up the banknote.

When Qian saw that her target was silver, she rushed forward.

"These are all my coffin books, put them down!"