The ten-year-old Mo, like a little adult, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll handle it," then took out several talismans from the storage bag behind him. He handed them to the chubby kid along with white paper and red ink.,The skinny young man was stunned, then suddenly realized, "It seems to make sense!",The stele had no inscription, yet from the moment I first saw it in the ink painting, I seemed to know its name.。