Chapter 129 Papermaking and Talisman Drawing

The next morning, Lin Feng was bored, so he continued to draw talismans in the room.

There have been fewer people who died suddenly in and outside Luohe City recently. Sometimes Zhang Dazhuang and Li Erniu didn't send corpses all day.

According to the two brothers, the new governor made three fires, which made the officials in the government offices in various parts of Jiangzhou obedient and submissive!

In fact, Lin Feng knew that the most fundamental reason was that the heavy-armored paper figures in Li Yanbing's hands had basically cleared up the weirdness in Jiangzhou.

In addition, she also paid more attention to people's livelihood and government affairs, so naturally there were fewer people who died suddenly.

Although there are fewer sources of corpses now, Lin Feng doesn't care. Anyway, those corpse-collecting paper figures can bring him back a lot.

After practicing drawing talismans for a while, Lin Feng put down the brush in his hand. In the past two days, he has also practiced ordinary corpse-suppressing talismans and exorcism talismans.

If he had looked down on these yellow talismans before, the situation is different now.

The scale of corpse collectors is expanding, and getting some corpse-suppressing talismans and exorcism talismans is just right for those disciples to use.

The only problem is that he doesn't have the corresponding materials to draw real talismans.

Grave straw paper, strange blood cinnabar and wolf hair talisman brush, he still lacks one thing.

Among them, he has given the wolf hair talisman brush to the wooden man in the deep mountains to hunt a few weasels, and then directly used the hair from the weasel's tail and bamboo to make some talisman pens, so there will be no shortage in the short term.

Strange blood cinnabar is even easier to say, the strange blood can be given directly by Xiugui, and it can be used after mixing with cinnabar.

Finally, the more troublesome grave straw paper cannot be bought, and he is not very confident to let the papermaking workshop make it, in case the other party adds some other materials to him in the middle, it will be in vain.

So Lin Feng chose to make it himself. Of course, papermaking requires a lot of space, and the formal process is also more troublesome. Lin Feng himself is not in the mood to really make it.

"I don't know how those paper figures are made?"

Lin Feng thought about it and simply closed his eyes and came directly to the depths of Xinglongling. A simple papermaking workshop has been built here at some point.

For this papermaking workshop, Lin Feng specially asked the heavy-armored paper man to dig a canal so that there would be a constant supply of clean water.

Papermaking requires several processes. The first is to collect raw materials, which can be bark, linen, or grass.

The second is to remove impurities by soaking and leave only cellulose, and then mix the cellulose and lime to make slag.

Finally, these sludges of cellulose are put into the pool for papermaking and drying.

Lin Feng has harvested enough grave grass in various cemeteries outside Luohe City.

Now every night his heavy-armored paper men patrol the cemetery, and harvesting some grave grass is not too easy.

When Lin Feng's consciousness fell on a paper man, the entire papermaking workshop was already working according to various processes.

The collected grave grass was soaked in a large water tank hollowed out of bluestone. Under normal circumstances, this step requires waiting for several months.

After all, only a long time can naturally decompose other components in the grass and eventually leave cellulose.

But Lin Feng can't wait that long, and instead relies on strange power.

I saw a paper-man lieutenant standing in front of the water tank and using strange power from time to time.

The hay that was originally soaked in clean water soon began to turn black in the water tank, and then all the other components except cellulose were decomposed.

After completion, a heavy-armored paper man would come to pick up the grass stems and put them in clean water to rinse them clean, and then mix the grass stems with lime and mash them in a stone mortar.

"Dong Dong Dong"

Several stone mortars were constantly beaten by heavy-armored paper men with wooden sticks, and the grass stems mixed with lime would soon become a paste.

These mashed grass stems would be poured into another large pool, where special paper men would stir the water in the pool to mix the mashed grass stems evenly.

Finally, several heavy-armored paper men used fine sieves to copy paper in the pool, and the copied paper would be placed on a wooden board for drying.

In the end, it became a rough and yellowish straw paper. The whole process can be said to be no worse than that of a regular workshop, and it is even more efficient, and the quality of the straw paper produced is also better!

Lin Feng controlled the heavily armored paper man to come to a piece of dried straw paper. Seeing that the paper was almost dry, he directly peeled it off the wooden board.

"Tear~"

However, because the paper man did not control the strength well, he directly tore the straw paper. Fortunately, the whole piece of straw paper was not small and could be used even if it was torn.

Soon the straw paper was in Lin Feng's hand. Looking at the straw paper that still exuded a little pulp smell, Lin Feng smiled.

"If this paper is not torn, it should be enough to make a hundred pieces of talisman paper, but now it can only make sixty or seventy pieces."

Simply folding the straw paper several times, Lin Feng began to cut it, and then a piece of talisman paper of the same size and the most suitable length and width.

"I don't know how many talismans can be drawn with such a stack of talisman paper"

Looking at the talisman paper in his hand, Lin Feng couldn't help but pick up the wolf hair talisman brush, and then dipped it in the strange blood cinnabar and began to draw.

"Swish~"

As the dark red ink spread, a corpse-suppressing talisman quickly took shape, but Lin Feng's face twitched because the first attempt failed as expected.

"Keep going!"

Failure itself was expected. Drawing talismans is not a game. It is not easy to make the size and shape exactly the same.

After failing more than 20 times in a row, Lin Feng finally got a qualified corpse-suppressing talisman with a dark face.

"Fortunately, the talisman paper is free, otherwise with my current success rate, I will lose all my money sooner or later!"

In addition to having an inexplicable strange power, the most important thing about a qualified talisman is that it looks like it will give people an inexplicable special feeling.

For example, this corpse-suppressing talisman has a heavy meaning in Lin Feng's eyes. The originally thin talisman paper will definitely not be blown away by the wind when placed on the table.

After succeeding, Lin Feng's interest was also aroused, so he waved the talisman pen again to continue drawing talismans. Soon, dozens of talisman papers were all consumed by him.

In the end, he got three corpse-suppressing talismans, and the success rate was about one in 20.

Although the success rate is still very low, it is obvious that he has basically entered the door. He can draw real talismans without the guidance of a master. His talent is pretty good.

"Huh~ After all, it's not as fast as the skills harvested directly. It's a pity that the old Taoist priest didn't offend me, otherwise I might get some good abilities if I took him and buried him."

"No, the old Taoist priest is a ghost driver. I'm afraid I can only get one ghost if I plant it. It's hard to say whether I can draw talismans."

Lin Feng's expression was a little regretful, but then he thought of another possibility.

"Forget it, let's continue practicing!"

Thinking of the latter possibility, Lin Feng suddenly felt a little bored, so he used the heavy armor paper man to get a piece of straw paper from the papermaking workshop deep in Xinglongling again.