Mao Shan: I Drew the Talisman Too Slowly. Uncle Jiu Shouted, "What's Wrong?"

In front of the table in Yizhuang on the outskirts of Renjia Town, Lin Chen dipped his hands in ink to draw a corpse-killing talisman. The aura moved slightly and the paper trembled slightly, but it took several minutes to complete. Qiu Sheng can draw fire talismans and light cigarettes, but he has not learned a single talisman for ten years. When he put down his pen and rubbed his forehead, his mind suddenly exploded into pieces. He fell to the ground in pain and called Master to help me.