Is This Talisman Waterproof

Although it was just home-cooked food, Chu Lintian still took a few mouthfuls of the meal and then sipped a bit of wine.

This plum wine only cost a few hundred yuan, but Chu Lintian drank it with gusto.

Chu Miaomiao had already gone back to her room and devoted herself to writing. In the future, she would probably be a poor soul chased by readers for updates.

Lin Mo didn't have any special requirements for her, just not to be like Jiang Nan.

As for Lin Mo, he was sitting across from Chu Lintian, looking at his QQ space on his phone.

There was nothing much interesting in his QQ space, but people often visited it.

Fortunately, those second - rate, middle - school - style status updates like "If you break my wings, I will surely destroy your paradise" from the past had long been hidden by him.

Some old status updates remained unhidden.

These status updates then became comment sections.

There were all kinds of comments like "I'm here for a visit" and "I've come to see you".

Lin Mo even saw a message left by Fang Jun a few days ago in the comment section of an ancient status update: "Brother Mo, these words are terrifyingly amazing!"

He moved his finger expressionlessly and deleted this comment too.

In the QQ group, it was a chaotic scene. The group owner was Fang Jun, and most of the active people, except the class teacher, were in it.

Even Chu Miaomiao was lurking in it.

Everyone was discussing where to go tomorrow or where they were planning to go.

At this time, Chu Lintian sitting across suddenly spoke up.

"There are some small obstacles in the group. Some people know that Jiang Beihe is about to step down. Many people want to get a share of the pie, especially trying to bully me, the one who will take over."

Lin Mo tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

"I understand. Jiang Beihe is no longer useful, right? They know this person is stepping down, so his cooperation relationships have become invalid, and they even look down on you."

But the next second, Lin Mo asked another question.

"Is it related to the right - path business or something else?"

Chu Lintian drained the wine in her glass in one gulp.

"It's both. I plan to directly cut off the shady business. Whoever gets involved will be unlucky. I'm not interested in being buried with it.

In the legitimate business, some suppliers and partners are starting to act in a duplicitous way. They must be waiting for me to make a fool of myself."

Hearing this, Lin Mo stroked his chin.

What Chu Lintian was doing was actually the right thing, after all, these things were left by Jiang Beihe.

But Dajiang Group was a listed company, and any change could have a far - reaching impact.

Jiang Beihe's stepping down would naturally affect the interests of many people.

Especially some other companies that had cooperation with it.

The legitimate business was easier to handle, as it was all about normal business development.

A person like Jiang Beihe couldn't do business cleanly.

Once he fell, those engineering companies and material companies that relied on underhanded means would surely be liquidated.

Chu Lintian's choice to cut off the relationship was the smartest move, but the process would definitely be painful.

"Don't worry, if Jiang Beihe is arrested, he will definitely take a group of people down with him. I'm just waiting for the best opportunity."

As she said this, she had already started looking for security companies. Even with Lin Mo's amulet, she had to make full preparations.

What she had just said was actually just a complaint, not that she thought these things were very troublesome.

Most of the time, she sat alone at the dining table, drinking glass after glass of wine.

She was used to bearing everything alone, shielding all the storms behind her to leave a clear sky for Chu Miaomiao.

He flipped his wrist, and the movement was as natural as picking up a pair of chopsticks.

There seemed to be a barely perceptible fluctuation in the air, and several Five - Thunder Talismans appeared out of thin air in his palm, with a faint warmth.

He pushed the talismans over, and they slid on the smooth tabletop and stopped precisely beside Chu Lintian's hand.

"The amulet can only protect you from harm. It's too passive."

Lin Mo's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about something extremely ordinary.

"You also need a means to fight back.

These are Five - Thunder Talismans. When you encounter a situation you can't handle, just determine the target in your mind and throw it out.

But try not to use it unless it's necessary. There is an official organization called Yanhuang Awakening. They will probably investigate."

Hearing this, Chu Lintian frowned and pushed the Five - Thunder Talismans back.

"If they will investigate, then forget it. The amulet to protect me is enough."

"It's okay. Actually, I don't care about Yanhuang Awakening, but I don't want to appear in front of them too soon.

If I really show up openly, at least I have to reach the Golden Core stage.

At the Golden Core stage, one can't only withstand a nuclear bomb, but also escape easily.

Where there are people, there is a jianghu. It doesn't matter if they detect my occasional secret actions.

That's just a foreshadowing.

When I really stand in the spotlight, I don't want anyone to force me to eat beef.

True freedom is the right to say no.

But then again.

Actually, Lin Mo isn't afraid of Yanhuang Awakening now.

After all, Lin Mo doesn't feel any real power from these people.

He doesn't even sense any threat to him from the spiritual consciousness marks he placed on these people.

Chu Lintian put away the Five - Thunder Talismans and couldn't help asking a question.

"Are these talismans waterproof?"

It was a very reasonable question.

"Others' may not be, but mine are."

Lin Mo said with great confidence.

Come on, how could the talismans infused with spiritual power by me, Lin Mo, not be waterproof.

As she said this, Chu Lintian picked up a talisman and walked to the sink in the kitchen.

She slowly dipped it in.

"Hey! It really is waterproof!" After drinking, Chu Lintian's girlish side obviously exploded.

Lin Mo had a black - faced expression, but he still stood up.

"Okay, eat slowly. Remember to wash the dishes. I'll go back first."

"Hey, let me see you off." Chu Lintian rushed out of the kitchen.

"You've drunk. It's better for me to go back by myself."

As he said this, Lin Mo had already left Chu's house.

Chu Lintian sighed and slumped into the chair dejectedly. If her subordinates saw her like this, they would probably be shocked.

Lin Mo went downstairs and teleported directly home.

In the next three days, he planned to seriously solve the problem of the curse - casting technique.

Strictly speaking, if this curse - casting technique problem also appeared in his previous life.

Then in the end, it must have been Yanhuang Awakening that solved this problem.

Because Auntie Zheng was still alive until Lin Mo graduated from high school in his previous life.

But now Lin Mo had first taken away He Meihua's scarecrow and then the puppet in the incense shop.

This might affect Yanhuang Awakening's investigation.

It seemed that Lin Mo, this butterfly, could not only stir up a storm but also interrupt it.

He flipped his left hand, and two curse - casting objects sealed by spiritual power landed on the table.

"System, what's the use of collecting these curse - casting objects?"

[The curse - casting objects contain a large amount of eight - suffering obsessions. These objects can be one of the basic materials for the Emperor's Banner]

Great! Hearing this, I'm wide awake.

As the Emperor, it's really necessary to collect these evil tools that cause harm to the world.

Show off!

Let you soar!

Lin Mo looked at the yellow talismans stacked in the room and had a new idea.

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