Chapter 50: A Bit Of Spiritual Light Makes The Talisman
Xuan Xia and An Qi agreed on Monday, first because tomorrow she has to record the first episode date content of the dating show with Zhou Shiqing.
Second, next week is exam week for her, and apart from squeezing out half a day between Monday and Tuesday, the other days are fully booked with exams, so if not Monday, she’d have to wait until the weekend.
Xuan Xia understood that until this matter was handled well, every extra day of delay would mean a day of torment.
She couldn’t possibly make An Qi wait anxiously like being roasted over fire until the weekend.
Besides, who knew if there might be some changes in between.
However, what she didn’t expect was that just as the car was about to arrive at the hotel, Yang Wanxiu suddenly received a message from the production team: Zhou Shiqing isn’t filming tomorrow?!
Yang Wanxiu said: “The PD says that Zhou Shiqing’s side thinks tomorrow’s script doesn’t match today’s live broadcast results, so the script needs to be revised again, and thus can’t film tomorrow, have to change the day.”
“Change to which day?”
Sure enough, it was Zhou Shiqing, canceling the filming on short notice and even needing to revise the script.
So many issues!
Yang Wanxiu said to wait, she was asking.
After half a minute, Yang Wanxiu looked up and said: “The PD asks if Tuesday works for us?”
Then she explained: “All guests’ recordings need to be finished before Wednesday. Any later and it won’t make the production schedule.”
Xuan Xia frowned.
But before she could speak, Yang Wanxiu already said worriedly first: “But Xiaxia, you have exams all next week, right?”
“Mm.”
It wasn’t just the exams; she had also scheduled time with An Qi on Monday, meaning she would fly to Yanjing Monday afternoon and have to fly back early Tuesday morning to make the afternoon exam.
Where would she find the time?
Unless rearranging the trip to Yanjing.
Xuan Xia quickly considered the feasibility of changing the time.
But actually, there wasn’t much feasibility for her to deliberate over.
Whether she could handle An Qi’s matter was still unknown!
Xuan Xia was just about to ask Yang Wanxiu to check with the PD and Zhou Shiqing’s side if they could change it to Monday afternoon, when after a flurry of thumbs from Yang Wanxiu, she looked up and said to her: “Zhou Shiqing’s side says they can arrange for Tuesday evening. Xiaxia, can you do it?”
“Hm?”
“I told them you have exams next week and only have time Tuesday morning or after the exam.” Yang Wanxiu explained.
So Zhou Shiqing’s side chose Tuesday evening.
Xuan Xia let out an “ah,” “That works too.”
It was said the first episode content wasn’t much, only a few minutes of filming, so evening was fine.
“Okay, then I’ll reply to them.”
Yang Wanxiu was very efficient at work, quickly completing the communication and rescheduling the itinerary.
After finishing these, Yang Wanxiu herself felt relieved and let out a breath, “The new script will be revised by tomorrow morning, and I’ll send it to you then.”
Xuan Xia acknowledged, then said to her: “Xiuxiu, can I trouble the driver with something?”
Yang Wanxiu asked: “What is it?”
“I need the driver to take me back to school to pick up some things.”
Yang Wanxiu blinked: “Of course.”
She thought it was something big, but it was just this.
She immediately directed the driver to change route.
The driver was always cooperative, had picked up Xuan Xia several times before, knew the way well, and upon hearing it was Jiang University, deftly turned the wheel.
After thanking the two, Xuan Xia quickly edited a message to Yan Xiaowen, asking her to prepare the things she needed and bring them to the school gate, then sent another message to An Qi to change the time.
An Qi naturally agreed without conditions; she wished it could be as soon as possible.
Yan Xiaowen didn’t let her down either, bringing everything Xuan Xia needed.
The two handed over at the school gate, chatted briefly for two sentences, then Xuan Xia got in the car and returned to the hotel.
Back in the hotel room, Xuan Xia first removed her makeup and took a shower, and after washing away the fatigue, feeling refreshed and invigorated, she then laid out the cinnabar, yellow paper, and paperweight.
As usual, she first practiced copying for a while to get her hand movements familiar, and once she felt ready, she picked up the brush, dipped it in cinnabar, and began drawing.
This was her first time formally drawing talismans, highly focused, and in her undivided attention, she even had the illusion of being detached from the mundane world.
At first, her speed wasn’t fast, but after drawing two sheets, her speed picked up, and later her brushwork flowed like clouds and water, completed in one go.
When she came back to herself, the yellow paper Daoist Master Qin had prepared for her was all used up.
Of course, Daoist Master Qin hadn’t prepared much for her to begin with.
Xuan Xia reluctantly put down the brush, roughly calculated, and found she had drawn a total of sixty talismans.
And these sixty talismans, half were exorcism ghost talismans, the other half Liu Jia Yin Yang Talismans.
Talisman Complete, next was to see the results.
Still, looking at these two stacks, Xuan Xia felt quite accomplished.
The sense of accomplishment also made her pick up her mobile phone, take a photo of them, and send the photo to Daoist Master Qin.
After sending the message, she checked the time and saw it was almost midnight, so she quickly put down the phone and packed up.
She hoped she hadn’t woken Daoist Master Qin with her couldn’t hold back little showing off.
After packing up, Xuan Xia quickly went to sleep; she had to fly to Yanjing tomorrow morning.
Thus, she didn’t know that when she fell into deep sleep, a fellow practitioner had just finished being busy and then saw her masterpiece.
Then this one, with the demeanor of a sect master, nodded: A bit of spiritual light is the talisman; mortals waste ink and cinnabar in vain!
This child is excellent.
***
Xuan Xia booked a noon flight to Yanjing, originally thinking she could sleep in fully, but unexpectedly, she was woken up again.
And the one who woke her was big brother Li Xinze again.
Li Xinze thought Xuan Xia was still living at school, and only sent her a message when he arrived at the school gate, ending up with nothing.
Xuan Xia hurriedly gave him the hotel address, knowing in her heart it must be Daoist Master Qin sending him to deliver the talismans again.
If she’d known, she wouldn’t have made that joke!
Xuan Xia quickly got up, washed up, and waited for Li Xinze in the hotel lobby.
After Li Xinze arrived, sure enough, he handed over many talismans to Xuan Xia, more in number than what she had drawn last night.
Xuan Xia could only describe it as dumbfounded.
Was Daoist Master Qin a talisman printing machine?
She really wanted to ask Li Xinze whether these were ones Daoist Master Qin had stockpiled or drawn fresh.
If drawn fresh, how long had he been drawing?
Li Xinze didn’t know what Xuan Xia was thinking, and after handing over the talismans, he also relayed Daoist Master Qin’s instructions: “Mr. Qin has contacted someone, and asks Miss Xuan to definitely contact the other party when going to Yanjing.”
Xuan Xia asked: “Reinforcements?”
Li Xinze smiled and said: “Mr. Qin says it’s someone to assist you.”
Assist?
Li Xinze didn’t know more, only that the contact info would be sent to her soon.
At the same time, her contact info had also been given to the other party by Daoist Master Qin.
Xuan Xia knew Daoist Master Qin was afraid she wouldn’t contact them on purpose.
“Thank Daoist Master Qin for me.” After saying it, Xuan Xia realized it seemed like this was what she always said.
Yet Daoist Master Qin had given far too much; one thank you couldn’t express it.
Li Xinze said: “Mr. Qin guessed Miss Xuan would say that, and instructed that Miss Xuan doesn’t need to be too polite, it’s all as it should be. Mr. Qin is just taking care of Miss Xuan on behalf of Old Mr. Xuan.”
“Right, Uncle Zhong also has words for me to relay.” When Li Xinze mentioned Uncle Zhong, a smile couldn’t be suppressed on his face, “Uncle Zhong says Miss Xuan performed too well in yesterday’s live broadcast; he’s already your fan. Waiting to watch Miss Xuan’s other programs.”
“Uh…”
