"System, do I have a chance to draw a prize? Can I draw it now?"
[Host has successfully initiated the lottery, 321, congratulations to the host for drawing **a stack of yellow paper talismans]
Wen Ying listened to the system's broadcast with an expressionless face..
Is this a lottery?
She didn't even get to experience the thrill of the lottery; she didn't see the spinning wheel at all before the system directly threw a stack of yellow paper at her.
It was gloriously named, drawn by the host.
Is there such a lousy system?
Wen Ying took out a piece of yellow paper from the drawer. The yellow paper was square and about the size of a palm, and she placed it on the table.
Casually picking up a ballpoint pen, I began to scribble on the yellow paper.
Uncle Zhang stood aside, watching Wen Ying busy with something, without making a sound to disturb her.
In less than two minutes, Wen Ying put down the pen, picked up the yellow paper, and walked towards Uncle Zhang. "Uncle Zhang, this talisman can help reverse your luck. Simply put, it will chase away bad luck. If you carry it with you, these things won't happen again."
Uncle Zhang took the yellow paper with a strange look in his eyes. As his gaze swept over it, he saw... a drawing of Peppa Pig???
Although he doesn't watch Peppa Pig, his little grandson loves it. The house is full of Peppa Pig toys, so he knows it's a little pig from a cartoon!
A small pig drawn on yellow paper—this is medicine???
Other people draw talismans with all sorts of professional symbols and patterns, making them look almost like something from a temple.
But here..
"Isn't this Peppa Pig?" Uncle Zhang was somewhat displeased, feeling that Wen Ying was fooling him.
"Uncle Zhang, this is a psychological suggestion therapy. There's no such thing as real bad luck in the world. It's just that the magnetic field around you has a little problem. Have you heard of 'Peppa Pig tattooed on the body, applause for the social person'? This little pig can indeed help deepen the psychological suggestion and change the bad luck magnetic field."
Uncle Zhang's mouth twitched. Just a Peppa Pig sticker, which could be bought for two yuan on Pinduoduo, and he had spent a thousand yuan to be this fool.
Wen Ying could tell what Uncle Zhang was thinking. Although many people needed professional Taoist symbols and wolf-hair brushes to draw talismans, it used to be the same for Wen Ying.
It was only later, after she reached a higher level, that she understood: if the body possesses spiritual energy, infusing it into the talisman paper allows anything you draw to be used as a talisman.
She drew a little Peppa Pig, just because she felt like it.
Moreover, this yellow paper was produced by the system, so it was naturally not comparable to ordinary yellow paper.
When Uncle Zhang was leaving, Wen Ying reminded him once more to keep it close to him at all times.
Back at the grocery store, Uncle Zhang threaded the talisman paper with a red string and wore it around his neck, as a form of comfort for himself.
The shop was about a ten-minute walk from home. Walking cautiously along the way, until he reached the courtyard gate, Uncle Zhang realized that nothing strange seemed to have happened along the way
What a coincidence!
Is this psychological suggestion therapy really that powerful?
When he got home, he was greeted by his wife's curious gaze. She even turned him around, inspecting him from head to toe. "Old Zhang, did you encounter anything strange today?"
"No!" As he said this, he seemed to realize that nothing unexpected had really happened on his way home today!
You should know that such an accident has been happening for six consecutive days!
During dinner, Old Zhang sat at the table with his wife, son, daughter-in-law, and grandson.
"Dad, have you seen Grandma Wen?"
The daughter-in-law asked, as her father-in-law's recent experiences had made her feel very frightened.
Old Zhang shook his head, "Alas, Grandma Wen has passed away, but I met Grandma Wen's granddaughter."
"Did you get the peace amulet?" the daughter-in-law asked