Fangzheng pretended to ignore what happened, "Patron Wang, if you want to have some water, go to the kitchen and get it. Let me draw two talismans first."
"Alright!" Wang Yougui almost tripped over himself rushing to the kitchen.
Fangzheng took out an inkstone and folded the yellow paper into a slip. He did so with great proficiency without using a blade or scissors. He tore the piece of paper, leaving a straight line without any frays! After setting down the yellow paper, he ground the ink and mixed in the cinnabar. Dipping his brush into the ink, he took a deep breath, instantly transforming himself into an immovable Buddha. His eyes were focused and he was stable like a mountain. He lowered his brush! It felt as though there were dragon roars and roaring thunder accompanying his strokes.
With an idea in mind, the brush made contact. It moved around like a divine dragon as Fangzheng finished a complicated talisman in a single minute!
