East courtyard, main bedroom.
In Yang's small hall.
The embroidered tent droops and the gauze moves gently.
Huang Ying turned sideways and opened the bead curtain and entered inside.
The precious Persian carpet like clouds brought a soft texture, but she couldn't care less about her feelings. She saw at a glance that the chi jade lion cat on the embroidered couch inside was none other than Princess Yang of Zhuang Ning.
Although she has the body of a cat, she is lying sideways like a human. Her shiny fur is as smooth as a fur coat, and her fluffy long-haired tail is swaying.
When she felt Huang Ying coming in, she didn't even change her posture. She just glanced at Li Huan next to her, as if asking with some doubts.
Li Fan explained: "I will use the Hushan pen in Huang Ying's hands later. I want to try it out and see how different pens behave differently when dipped in Gu Xin ink."
"Don't try anything with my body."
Yang Yan warned.
"Otherwise it gets damaged and you can't afford to pay for it."
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Li Chuan quickly assured.
Then he said to Huang Ying, "Ying'er, give it a try."
Immediately, he took out an inkstone that looked like an ordinary study utensil from his own realm and placed it on the small table next to the embroidery couch.
This ancient inkstone is square and long in shape, with exquisite fish scale patterns carved around it. Overall, it looks like a carp.
This is an auspicious omen that means "carp leaping over the dragon's gate".
The entire inkstone is made of fine workmanship and has a pure and thick texture, exuding a simple and elegant atmosphere. It seems that it also reveals a bit of historical vicissitudes due to being passed down for many years.
However, since the influence of strange power, the power of time has become difficult to corrode. Even after the baptism of time, it still retains the smoothness when it was newly created.
But just like this inkstone that is as clean as new, if you reach out and touch it, it seems to have been frozen in the ice and snow for a long time, giving it a bone-chilling chill.
It can be seen from the fact that it does not form frost or dew that it is a feeling deep in the soul. In fact, it is a strange force that directly affects the human heart and spirit, rather than a real cold.
Li Fan turned his gaze to it again and saw words like will-o'-the-wisps appearing above the inkstone.
"Exotic Treasure (Gu Heart Inkstone)"
"A strange thing that automatically produces Gu Heart Ink, uses this ink to write words, and turns it into talisman water, which can make people believe what is written..."
But this was not the reason why Li Fan thought of using this treasure, but something else.
"Exotic Treasure (Picture of One Hundred Ghosts)"
"The hundreds of ghosts drawn with the help of "Exotic Treasure (Gu Xin Mo)" are vicious and difficult to control."
It was also from the "Picture of One Hundred Ghosts" that Li Ao vaguely realized that things could be drawn with the "Exotic Treasure (Gu Xin Mo)" to produce some strange changes.
It’s a strange jigsaw puzzle.
"Ink" and "pen" can produce some unique complementary effects.
And it just so happens that Huang Ying is a master at controlling strange and rare treasures like pens.
Maybe give it a try.
Encouraged by Li Chuan, Huang Ying used her Hushan pen.
A long paintbrush appeared in his hand, and his sleeves were rolled up and stretched towards the inkstone.
There happened to be some ink that had been polished but not taken out in time.
I don’t know when it was produced, but it stayed on it for a long time and did not dry up.
With the light touch of the pen tip, the two strange forces began to merge and combine, producing some strange changes.
"Exotic treasure (Hushan pen)"
"This famous pen, which has been crafted with great care, is still as intact as new even though it has been used for many years. It was contaminated with the strange source of matter in the strange realm and turned into a rare treasure."
"Dip blood as a painting, and you can create mundane things."
Under Li Ao's gaze, the last line of writing slowly disappeared.
"Dipped in blood as a painting..."
"..."
Then, new writing emerged.
"Exotic treasure"
(Gu Xinmo)』
"You can make the fake come true"
"Sure enough, I guessed it right!"
Li Fan was shocked, and immediately felt a bit of inexplicable surprise.
"Try drawing something random."
Huang Ying thought for a while, followed what he said, and drew an egg.
This is actually a very tricky behavior, because according to the rules of Hushan brush, living animals cannot be easily drawn.
The strange power it possesses cannot usually act on living creatures.
Even if you force it to be drawn, it will be fatal.
But something like an egg is somewhere between living and non-living. Through status detection, you can check the status of this precious pen at the moment.
Li Fan had seen her use this rare treasure many times. He didn't say anything when he saw it, but he observed it with interest.
Sure enough, with a flash of black and white light, an egg that looked good appeared.
"I don't know if we can hatch chicks."
Li Chuan said with great interest.
"You can try it yourself."
Yang Yan teased.
"I've never seen people hatching eggs, but cats can give it a try."
Li Fan retorted unceremoniously.
But the next moment, he picked up the egg and knocked it next to it without mercy.
A black smoke emerged.
It was actually empty inside, except for a strange aura.
"Oh, you've made this place dirty."
Yang Yan was very dissatisfied.
"It's okay, it's just a stench."
Li Fan dealt with it, but fixed his gaze on the mist, and saw the ingredients suspected of Gu Xinmo.
These things gradually dissipated between heaven and earth, leaving no residual matter.
However, the egg shell remained, and there seemed to be mucus similar to egg white stuck inside.
"What does this mean? Is there any use in tinkering with it like this?"
Yang Ju was really puzzled.
"Don't be impatient. For such a big thing, you have to try it a few times before you know it."
Li Chuan had actually known it for a long time. Trying it now with the Hushan pen is just to increase the opportunities for analysis and research.
And where neither Yang Ju nor Huang Ying noticed, his eyes were firmly fixed on the gossamer-like black smoke floating in the air.
After a while, they became entangled and reorganized, gradually adjusting to their strange origins.
The ability to draw mundane objects...
Preferring to enchant with talisman water...
Biased again…
These abilities seem to have a guaranteed foundation, but they are constantly changing in details.
After a while, Li Fan suddenly took out the "Fuqi Magic Pen" in his hand.
The use of the Fuqi magic pen is dangerous, so he did not give it to Huang Ying and let her try it, but did it himself.
Drawing on the slight patterns he had discovered before, he stared at the tip of the pen and quickly sorted out the strange things.
