Luo Nan thought that he had encountered the classic treatment of smashing his face with a large sum of money in the movies.
For a moment, he really wanted to see the box open and see that it was full of cash … Oh, this was the era of authority. Hoping for a box of gold was more reliable.
However, judging from the amount, it didn't seem like it.
The Blood Demon did not beat around the bush anymore. Playing tricks on a master of mental sensing would only make him a laughing stock. He quickly opened the chest and turned the opening to Luo Nan's side.
What Luo Nan saw at this moment was a neatly stacked pile … …
Black cloth.
This kind of cloth looked quite high-class. It was pure black and almost didn't reflect any light. However, upon closer inspection, there were some satin-like dense weave patterns.
With such a material, there should be some special processing. Luo Nan was certain that there were extremely restrained psychic waves within these layers of cloth. They curled up in an orderly manner. It was clear that this was a strange item that had undergone the blessing of extraordinary strength.
In addition to the cloth, there was a slightly thick stylus in the upper layer of the lockbox, half of which was exposed. The body of the brush was jade-white and covered with a cap. The texture was not bad, and there were also spiritual waves radiating from it, faintly resonating with the cloth.
"What is this?" Luo Nan didn't know what this toy was, so he obviously wasn't tempted at all. He was just curious.
"The secret deed. It's a good thing that I got from High Lord Secret Deed. It can carry Extraordinary power. We can use it as the drawing paper, and then use the H4-a organic powder that has the highest affinity with soul power to solidify and process it as the brush … Brother, are you not going to give it a try? "
Luo Nan laughed in spite of himself. It was obviously impossible for him to change his mind just because of this special material. However, he was not pretentious. He reached out and took the paintbrush. He weighed it in his hand and touched the secret deed book in the box. Although the name was quite scary, it still felt like cloth.
"Are you going to use this as playing cards?"
Even if the cloth could be cut, the material didn't seem to be the kind that could be opened and closed freely in one's hands, nor could it be swung around with a 'pa pa' sound.
"Just give it a try. You'll know once you try."
The Blood Demon was quite an interesting guy when he did not intentionally reveal his nature of 'craving for the world to be in chaos'. It was as if he was going to extort money at any moment.
Luo Nan wasn't afraid of being blackmailed. Plus, his skin had grown thicker recently. If Blood Demon told him to try, he would try.
First, he took off the cap of his pen and drew a few strokes on the table. He wanted to get a feel of what it felt like to have an affinity with Soul Energy. Then, he took out a piece of cloth from the box and spread it out on the table.
Then he pulled out a piece of cloth from the box and spread it out on the table.
The Blood Demon was very attentively moving the cup and other miscellaneous items away to make space. The actions of the crowd was quite eye-catching. A few people were driven by curiosity and stopped to watch.
Whether it was Luo Nan or Blood Demon, they both had temperaments that were immune to the influence of the outside world at any time. He even explained some background knowledge and basic usage of the skill.
"The spiritual waves of the painting brush and the secret contract have been specially adjusted. As long as you pour your soul energy into the painting brush, the two will be able to 'link' and form all kinds of unimaginable effects.
"Old". "The Nan", Luo Luo Deed "Spirit" was "Spirit". "Spirit Nan". "Demon"
Luo Nan really wanted to see what kind of toy he could make with the brush in his hand.
From his perspective, the Psychic Wave Link Structure between the Nan and the Secret Deed Deed was not rigorous enough, but it was nimble enough. It was as if the Nan had left some room for the writer at the very beginning of the design. When the writer's soul strength was added, the so-called "Three Begets All Things" could indeed give rise to many possibilities.
This sort of interactive design structure could be said to be quite brilliant.
Luo Nan's hands began to itch.
He began to select targets in his mind. Of course, he could not do as Blood Demon wished. He could filter out all the Extraordinaries he knew and saw. Actually, the safest ones were still life paintings and landscape paintings …. He wasn't good at them, and he was too shameless.
In the end, Luo Nan's Shameless Art had yet to reach great success.
He suddenly smiled after a round of selection. The tip of the brush dropped down, and a white outline was drawn on this seemingly extremely soft cloth.
Luo Nan was the first to say, "Not bad!" after he truly began to draw.
This sort of soft cloth was by no means an ideal drawing paper. Luo Nan's sketching technique had extremely high requirements for the fine details of the lines. If he were to draw the entire cloth with a single stroke, then there would be no need to say anything.
But this sort of embarrassing thing didn't happen. Luo Nan didn't feel the softness and stiffness of the cloth at all. In fact, there was still an extremely small distance between the tip of his brush and the Secret Deed Deed. The psychic waves were completely interacting with each other. They carried the tip of the brush as it wandered, leaving some leeway for it to be used.
And the infusion of soul strength caused the feel of the brush to be strengthened … … This was a bit different from drawing on paper as usual, but it was already very similar to the feeling of being in the virtual work area.
As he cheered, Blood Demon raised an eyebrow to the side.
"Ox Demon?"
That's right. The target Luo Nan had casually drawn was none other than the lord Dark Dragon God, who had been crying and snot on the deck of the yacht not too long ago.
In the end, Luo Nan was a sincere person. He didn't expose his most shameful image, but with just a few strokes, the image of the ox with the head of a spider with the body of a bull leaped out to the surface. It appeared malevolent, yet it was low and crafty.
"It's not bad, right?" Luo Nan was just experimenting. He sketched out a rough outline. It was enough for him to get the spirit. He put away his brush, finding it hard to conceal his anticipation. "And then?"
Blood Demon chuckled and snapped his fingers. The black cloth on the table burst into flames out of thin air with a bang. The flames flourished, but they were extinguished in a flash. The heatwave caused the surrounding uninvited spectators to cry out in alarm and shrink back. Then everything returned to nothingness.
There was only a card-like piece of cardboard that floated down slowly.
"Wow!"
Some of the spectators began to applaud. They clearly thought that this was a street magic show. But no matter what, it was impossible for the two magicians to continue performing.
Luo Nan extended his hand and caught the fluttering piece of paper … … This was a wide standard card with a size of 6.3 * 8.8mm. It was a bit bigger than the cards he normally played.
On the back of the card was an orderly pattern of unknown meaning. And on the front, the image of the ox demon that Luo Nan had just drawn had already shrunk to a size suitable for the face of the card. It lay there obediently … …
The surroundings seemed to ripple with watery light.
The visual effect was pretty good, but the secret wasn't just in the visual aspect.
As for what it was, Luo Nan had yet to see it … … It was interesting just like this.
"Interesting." Luo Nan held the card in his hand. He was a bit reluctant to part with it for a time. "Was this designed by the High Lord of Secret Contract?"
"In any case, it's a special product of his order."
"Are you familiar with him?"
"I found a total of two artists. One is you, Brother Luo. The other is him."
Luo Nan was a bit … … very surprised.
The High Lord of Secret Contract supported Blood Demon's bullshit plan?
Was Blood Demon boasting shamelessly? Or was that person plotting something through the secret contract and through this matter?
Luo Nan thought for a bit, but he didn't delve any deeper … … This was no longer his area of expertise.
Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply tossed the card onto the table and laid his cards on the table.
"This is very interesting, but it's absolutely not a reason for me to participate."
Blood Demon didn't care one bit. "I understand. I don't expect to rely on this to convince you. However, I'm going to make a big move next. "
"Oh?"
"I'll say a keyword first. Cloak."
"......"
Luo Nan raised his eyebrows. He didn't say anything for a few seconds. Then he leaned his back against the back of the chair. His gaze swept past the magic card on the table before looking at Blood Demon. It was as if he was looking at Niu Gui's face, which had nearly collapsed into nothingness not too long ago.
This caused Luo Nan's suddenly changed mood to ease a bit.
"Cloak … … For me, this isn't a keyword. It's a sensitive word. The meaning behind it is extremely rich."
There were some words that Luo Nan didn't need to say.
He had a soul cloak.
Recently, the clamor within the inner world had yet to die down. It was even directly related to the high seas auction. It was the holy cloak of the Xie Luo Order.
This was directly related to his grandfather. He remembered that his grandfather had once said a related word.
Luo Nan had even heard similar concepts in the environment of the relay station.
But no matter what the meaning was, no matter what level it was, it was an offense to speak of it in a negotiating tone from the mouth of someone else.
Luo Nan didn't hide anything. "Mr. Blood Demon, I can tell you something in advance for the sake of maintaining a good atmosphere. I know a bit more about this than you can imagine.
"If we were to play riddles and play games to coax children, it would be hard for everyone to avoid awkwardness."
Blood Demon grinned, revealing his snow white teeth. "I can see that. That's why I'll say it up front. I respect you. I won't play any tricks. One is one … … Brother Luo, you have to admit that you're interested in this keyword. We can continue to talk."
"I can also declare that I won't play the empty handed trick of a white wolf. I won't use the asymmetry of information to win a temporary profit. In the future, I still need Brother Luo to constantly come up with maps. When the time comes, you can just randomly block me and get angry for no reason. That won't be good!
"Now, can we continue to talk?"
Luo Nan gestured with his hand, inviting Blood Demon to continue.
Blood Demon didn't immediately speak. His finger lightly tapped the table twice, and a projected area appeared.
It was close to noon. Fortunately, the parasol blocked most of the dazzling sunlight. The secret deed book in the box also served as the background. Aside from being a bit hollow, the visual effect was alright.
And so Luo Nan saw a rather casual recording in the middle of the projected area.
This should have taken place in a rather dusky space. Shadows were everywhere, and it seemed that there wasn't just one person. And at the center of the focus of the image was a book that seemed to have been burned recently. It looked like some of it had already been burned. The outer cover was black, and the entire book had become fluffy. The edges even carried some sparks that had yet to completely extinguish … …
No, this seemed to be … …
Luo Nan's gaze quickly streaked across Blood Demon's face. Blood Demon revealed a seemingly friendly smile, indicating for Luo Nan to continue watching.
Luo Nan turned his gaze back to the projected area.
At this moment, a hand reached out from the image and took the 'book' from the previous owner. It casually patted away the remaining sparks on the burnt hard cover and seemed to have even blown at it. Then, it flipped the book casually amidst the rising smoke and dust.
The special structure of the book was incomplete, but it was enough to be recognized.
Luo Nan looked at the edge of the damaged hard cover, and there was an iron binder that hadn't deformed yet.
It wasn't a book. It was a split notebook.
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