Chapter 280: Catching a Demon in the Camp at Night
The training hall was already equipped with brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.
Since the army often relied on experts to deal with supernatural threats, such as ghosts or demons, cinnabar was naturally among their supplies as well.
It didn’t take long for everything to be prepared, and the brushes, ink, paper, inkstone, and cinnabar were placed on the desk commonly used by General Chen.
The Daoist sat down in front of the desk.
“Swish!”
He smoothed the paper and weighed it down. A junior officer personally came forward to grind the ink.
The calico cat leaped onto the desk, sometimes lowering its head to watch the officer grinding the ink and the ink-stick, and sometimes raising its gaze to scrutinize the officer’s face.
The Daoist picked up the brush and dipped it into the cinnabar. The tip of the brush touched the top-right corner of the paper, moving like a dragon or serpent.
Each stroke carried a subtle sheen of light, and when the talisman was complete, a faint breeze stirred the paper.