The Temple of Emperor Guan in Qingzhou (Vermont) was not too far from Xinxiang; at a wooden cart's ultimate speed, he could reach it in three to five days.
Before going to the Temple of Emperor Guan, Chen Shi still had many things to do. After he returned home, Black Dog, Granny Zhuang, and Empress Shi Ji walked down from his little shrine. Black Dog and Granny Zhuang kindled the fire to cook, while Empress Shi Ji washed clothes.
"Black Dog, out of blood!"
Chen Shi called out. Black Dog was currently chopping meat, and at those words hurriedly wiped his paws, offering a bowl of black dog blood to him.
Chen Shi mixed it with cinnabar, and the wooden cart scampered over, getting ready for him to trace the talismans on its body.
Over the past few days, with the two treasures of the Judge Dragon Whisker Brush and Black Dog's blood, the wooden cart's might grew stronger and stronger. This object was also an evil Sui, gradually gaining a touch of spirituality and seeming to open up just a tiny bit of intelligence.
But not much.
The most outrageous thing the wooden cart did was burn incense for itself every day, then absorb the aura of the incense offerings, though it had no idea whether it was useful or not.
Chen Shi said, "If you knew how to trace yourself, that would save me a lot of trouble."
The wooden cart grew a series of arms and wanted to trace, but doing that kind of work was something a talisman master did, requiring wholehearted concentration, gathering one breath to draw talismans in a single, unbroken stroke. Clearly, the wooden cart could not manage it.
Chen Shi traced it once over, adding a few Heavenly Eye Talismans to the