The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

When Ye Qingyan returned to the house, the first thing she did every day was to look at the five secret books in the Qiankun Bagua plate, and the second thing she did was to look at other martial arts secret books.

She also understood that if she stayed in the sect uselessly, she would always be suppressed by that person, and she had to crush them with her strength.

I, Ye Qingyan, have no ambition, am cowardly and incompetent, and can just lie down and give up with great fanfare.

Then let Senior Brother Jiang explode in silence, let him charge into battle, and I will watch him avenge his previous defeat and drive Chu Xingyi into the abyss.

After unremitting efforts, she mastered all five secret books in the Bagua plate and was able to use them freely.

She took the opportunity of helping Jiang Yu clean the Sutra Library to throw all the out-of-print books on divination and physiognomy in the Sutra Library into the space and read them all.

With his photographic memory, everything is clear in his mind.

Whenever she had time, she would take out a pen and draw on paper, talismans for making money, peace, disaster relief, stepping on villains, evil spirits, etc.

She would tell fortunes and woes by looking at faces, and she would stare at the faces of one disciple after another when she had nothing to do, which made those people feel creepy.

They all concluded that the sect leader's last disciple was not only cowardly and incompetent, but also mentally ill.

She knew that in this backward ancient times, most people were superstitious and believed in the existence of ghosts and gods. These talismans would definitely bring her a lot of money.

Wen Yu knew that she was learning talismans and had no money to buy talisman paper and ink, so he specially asked a disciple to go down the mountain and buy some for her.

For this, she was very grateful to Wen Yu for helping her in her time of need.

Every night, she painted over and over again...

It’s not that she wants to improve every day or is very motivated, but that she is poor, and poverty makes people progress.

She didn't have a penny of silver, and her life was extremely difficult.

Her level, if we talk about the field of metaphysics, is based on the starting point of elementary school and the completion of learning is university graduation.

Ye Qingyan is at best a sophomore student. If she wants to become famous, she still needs to gild herself.

But this level is enough for her to make money.

She sat there, concentrating, and wrote more than a dozen talismans, including talismans to ward off evil spirits and talismans for peace.

She wanted to give the talisman to her senior brothers and sisters who cared about her, as well as Aunt Zhou in the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria, there was an Aunt Zhou who cut vegetables. She looked to be in her thirties and took good care of Ye Qingyan.

Every time Ye Qingyan serves porridge, hers is thicker than others.

She would also secretly give Ye Qingyan a handful of dried meat sent by relatives.

In this poor sect where people can barely afford to eat, dried meat is so precious.

Aunt Zhou said that if her daughter hadn't died, she would be the same age as Ye Qingyan.

Sometimes, when Aunt Zhou saw Ye Qingyan eating buns, she would shed tears because she looked very much like her daughter.

In the past two days, Ye Qingyan saw that Aunt Zhou was in danger of a bloody disaster and decided to help her escape it.

Early the next morning, Wen Yu came to find Ye Qingyan to have dinner together. She called out from outside the door, "Junior Sister!"

Ye Qingyan has always had a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. She had finished washing up and hurried out of the house.

She took out two talismans from the space and said, "Senior Sister, these are amulets for peace and evil, and talismans for warding off evil. Keep them on you.

When the amulet turns to ashes, it means it has protected you from disaster."

Wen Yu, who has always been superstitious, took the talisman, took out his purse and put the talisman inside.

She was full of gratitude: "Thank you, Junior Sister! I didn't expect that our Qingyang Sect would produce a master of metaphysics.

Junior sister, there is some cloth in the warehouse. I will make it into a small lucky bag for you, and you can sell the talismans.

People here go to Qingfeng Temple to ask for amulets, talismans to ward off evil spirits, etc., each one costs five taels of silver.

Moreover, some high-ranking officials and nobles are not short of money and would give a hundred taels or even more."

The corners of Ye Qingyan's mouth rose slightly, and a firm light flashed in her dark eyes. She seemed to see piles of silver waving at her.

She nodded: "Then I have a senior sister."

The two walked towards the cafeteria together.

Ye Qingyan saw Aunt Zhou wiping the table. Her forehead was black. Within three hours, a disaster would happen. At best, she would be seriously injured, and at worst, her life would be in danger.

There were not many people in the cafeteria. Aunt Zhou saw Ye Qingyan arrive and came to her side.

He took out a small bag from his clothes, which contained a few pieces of dried meat, and handed it to Ye Qingyan.

"Qingyan, this is for you!"

"Thank you, Aunt Zhou!" Ye Qingyan was reluctant to refuse. As soon as she refused, Aunt Zhou would burst into tears. This happened several times.

She took the dried meat and put it in her clothes.

She casually took out two talismans and spoke in a low voice, as if she was afraid of being heard.

Of course, the purpose was to let people know that she had calculated that Chu Xingyi's book was lost, so she had to be asked to tell fortunes and find it.

This is how it is in life. The more openly you do things, the less others care.

The more secretive you are, the more attention others will pay. Ye Qingyan belongs to the latter.

"Aunt Zhou, I know a little bit about metaphysics. This is a talisman for peace and to ward off evil spirits.

I, the divine fortune teller Xiao Qi, calculated with my fingers that you will have a disaster today, probably a bloody disaster.

If you carry them with you, they will keep you safe.

When the amulet turns to ashes, it means it has protected you from disaster, and you have escaped the calamity safely."

Aunt Zhou was so frightened that her face turned pale. She was very superstitious and believed Ye Qingyan's words without a doubt.

She took the folded talisman and placed it carefully in her purse.

She said gratefully, "Thank you, Qingyan. I'll go back and get the silver to pay for the talisman."

Ye Qingyan raised the corner of her mouth, "Aunt Zhou, you've already given it to me. The dried meat I gave you these times is the money for the talisman."

Aunt Zhou hurriedly shook her head: "No, that's just a snack, not worth much."

Ye Qingyan said sincerely: "Aunt Zhou, what you gave was not the dried meat, but your sincere heart and concern for Qingyan.

You are reluctant to eat these dried meats, so you give them to Qingyan every few days.

This is a favor, and this talisman is my repayment for your kindness."

Some disciples have come to the cafeteria one after another.

They seemed to be eating meat buns, but in fact their eyes were focused on Aunt Zhou and Ye Qingyan, and they pricked up their ears to listen to their conversation.

A clerk disciple in a gray robe believed her and said, "I'd like to get two talismans, a peace talisman and an evil-dispelling talisman, too. I wonder if she can write them accurately?"

A disciple in blue interrupted him: "Bullshit, didn't you see that she was dressed like a poor beggar when she first came up the mountain?

If you have this ability, can you get to that level?"

Gray-robed disciple Du Zhong argued, “But the Sect Master gave her a treasure, which is the Qiankun Bagua Plate from ancient times.

There are also five secret manuals and a small Hun Tian gourd inside. Those are things from the Xuanmen sect. It is better to believe it than not to believe it.

Didn't she say Aunt Zhou would have a bloody disaster today? We'll wait and see. Whether it's true or not will be verified when the time comes.

If you lose, you have to give me one ounce of silver, and if you win, I will compensate you with one ounce of silver."

The blue-robed disciple Shen Buzhi had a mocking smile on his face: "Well, since you came to give me money, how can I not accept it?

You believe what a loser says. Is there water in your head or was you kicked by a donkey? "