After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 604 605 Symbols
Ming Hongyan landed steadily on the ground, and looked up to see Zhao Yuanle who was holding two pigs.

Then I saw Zhao Yuanle's exposed arms rolled up his sleeves, his bare feet and ankles, and the reddish white color from his neck to his collarbone.

He silently turned his head to the side.

Zhao Yuanle watched his movements and sized up his tight body.

What's the matter?

Aren't you just bare feet?
Is it in the way of his gentleman's code?
This reaction, as for?
Speechlessly rolled his eyes, Zhao Yuanle told him to hurry over.

"I don't know the way, hurry up and lead the way."

Ming Hongyan walked over, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes, without squinting, his head didn't even move his neck at all, and his eyeballs didn't even flicker.

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

The people here are really reminding her all the time that she is a modern person and how out of tune with this place.

Ming Hongyan walked to the door and was about to step out, but because he lowered his head, he could clearly see the broken door panel and the gap between the door frame and the slightly shaking and loose wall.

His sight stopped for a moment, and his footsteps also stopped.

Zhao Yuanle followed his line of sight curiously, and found that Ming Hongyan was staring at the gap between the door frame and the wall.

I saw him stretch out his slender fingers, trying to break the wall bricks a little, but because of insufficient strength, the wall bricks did not move at all.

Zhao Yuanle put down the pig in his arms.

"I come."

She went over with one hand and directly removed the door frame, and by the way broke off the wall next to it.

At this time, the gap is exposed and thus becomes larger, revealing what is inside.

Ming Hongyan carefully took these things out one by one, and then found that the gap was getting wider and wider, and there seemed to be a big space below, and there were more things in it.

Just as Zhao Yuanle was about to reach out to help, Ming Hongyan grabbed her hand and shook his head: "I'll do it."

In case there is any poisonous powder, hidden weapon, or something bad on these things...

Zhao Yuanle looked impatient.

"At your speed? Let's go."

In this cold weather, no matter how thick her pigskin is, she can't stand the cold, after all, she doesn't grow pig hair.

According to Ming Hongyan's cautious attitude and the speed of dawdling, how long will she have to freeze?

It's okay to freeze her, but what to do with the two golden pigs?
Zhao Yuanle stretched out his hand directly, and took out the contents a few times.

A large bag, and many small bags, small things, all covered with a layer of moisture-proof kraft paper.

Zhao Yuanle took out the last one, felt inside, and after confirming that there was only mud left, he turned to look at Ming Hongyan.

"That's all, take them all out."

Ming Hongyan looked at these things and suddenly sneezed.

Zhao Yuanle had a serious face.

"Look, I'm telling you to dawdle, it's freezing, let's pack up our things, and hurry over to get warm."

Ming Hongyan went over to look at the hole under the gap, turned around and filled the hole, and then installed the loose wall bricks and door frame wood.

Looking at these things again, his eyes fell on Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle frowned.

"What do you think?"

Ming Hongyan looked at the weight of these things, there were quite a few, but not too many, so it should be no problem to hide them in the robes of the two of them.

Zhao Yuanle: "Don't you really feel cold? Actually, you'll be fine if you freeze, but if this pig..."

Ming Yan hummed, and turned to look at the two golden pigs thumping happily in the hot water in the pond over there.

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

Ming Hong said: "They're smart, they know how to go in when it's cold."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then let's go too, go put on thick clothes, and go warm up by the fire."

Ming Hongyan nodded: "Yes, but before that..."

...

Zhao Yuanle wrapped her robe tightly and followed Ming Hongyan. When she walked out of the warm pavilion, she was keenly aware of someone secretly watching.

Or rather, some people.

She understood what was going on.

The clothes were collected, the door was locked, and there were only two people left.

This way, huh...

Zhao Yuanle secretly complained in his heart.

Ming Hongyan walked ahead, leading Zhao Yuanle into his room, and shut the door with a bang.

Yuehua, who was observing in the dark, breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's done."

She can go to the business.

But it was not in vain. She took out the things at the bottom of the box and arranged all these people. The things on the road were so well designed.

When the Queen Mother heard the news, she laughed aloud and clapped her hands happily.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to hug my great-grandson, big fat boy, hehe, big fat girl is fine too."

Yuehua stood aside and added explanations.

"I looked at the child, he didn't seem to be in any trouble, it seems that both of them are willing.

Alas, young people are thin-skinned, they always have some steps to go before they are willing to go down, they always say things that are not what they mean, and make excuses.

In my opinion, this is called perfection, not calculation at all. "

The Queen Mother also agreed.

"That is, if he was unwilling, he would have made a fuss long ago, right?

It's all right now, you don't have to worry anymore, let's rest in peace first. "

There was a lot of laughter here.

And here, Ming Yan and Zhao Yuanle were already wearing thick clothes, lit several candles, and carefully inspected this accidentally discovered thing.

Zhao Yuanle's face and arms emerged from the baggy clothes.

She sighed sincerely.

"Your clothes are very expensive at first glance, but they are really comfortable to wear, warm and not stuffy."

Ming Hongyan was busy looking at these things, and looked up quickly.

"If you like it, send it to you."

Zhao Yuanle: "Then can I take it out and sell it?"

Ming Hongyan slowly stared at her.

"If you really feel that you have nothing to do, you can help to see what's wrong with these things."

Zhao Yuanle groaned, picked up an opened ossuary and looked at it.

There are many words crooked on it.

It's not a traditional Chinese character, let alone a simplified Chinese character. It's a bit like Xiaozhuan, but it's not.

Zhao Yuanle frowned: "What is written on it, I can't understand it at all."

Ming Hongyan turned around, lowered his head to take a closer look, and said directly: "This one is useless, let's look at the next one."

Zhao Yuanle was surprised.

"You can understand?"

Are you really good at both literature and martial arts, and know the past and the present?

Ming Hongyan didn't raise his head, and said casually, "I carved this randomly when I was a child."

Zhao Yuanle: "Why are your things here?"

Ming Hong said: "It's not mine, I just typed some random words on it."

Zhao Yuanle was stunned.

"Then do you know whose belongings this is?"

Ming Hongyan looked down at the things in his hand, under the facial features were the shadows cast by the candlelight.

He hummed lightly.

Zhao Yuanle: "Whose is it?"

Ming Hongyan paused slightly, then continued to browse.

He slowly spit out two words.

"Wan Yi."

Zhao Yuanle froze for a moment, looked at these things, and frowned.

"These turned out to be Wan Yi's relics."

Ming Hongyan raised his head for a moment.

"He's not dead."

Zhao Yuanle: "Huh? He's not dead?"

Ming Hong said, "Who told you he died?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I, I read that the history books mentioned his various crimes, and said that he was abolished. I thought..."

Ming Hongyan lowered his head and continued to look at things, while explaining.

"He is not dead, after all he is the emperor, even if he is deposed, he is still the emperor.

Now he is placed to cultivate on Mengjun Mountain, which is [-] miles away from here. "

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but complain.

"It's nice to cultivate."

Ming Hongyan looked up at her.

Zhao Yuanle didn't feel guilty and admitted it directly.

"Yes, I just think it's unfair, so what if he is the emperor, he has done so many wrong things, killed so many people, and lost his territory.

After doing all these things and being abolished, he can still cultivate well on the mountain.

Wouldn't it be good to pay for food and clothing, and there are many people around to serve you? "

Seeing that Ming Hong said nothing, Zhao Yuanle snorted: "I know that's the case.

Just because of his different status, no matter how many wrong things he did, he didn't have to pay the price with his life, and his life was a hundred times more comfortable than ordinary people.

Heh, the common people only have to worry about starving to death or freezing to death, but he lost his throne and lost his freedom. "

Ming Hongyan felt that Zhao Yuanle's ability to be eccentric was getting stronger and stronger.

His face softened a little, and although his voice was low, it was a little softer.

"Some things are not necessarily what you think they are, and things in the history books are not entirely true.

I understand what you're thinking now, and why you're angry, but you should calm down now and wait until you're done.

I remember that you have a keen sense of smell, and you can pay more attention to other details when examining these things. "

Zhao Yuanle listened to what he said, but didn't say a word, and seriously began to examine the things in front of him.

These things are very messy, there are books, letters, some gadgets, and even leftover pastries, which have long been corrupted into a mass of things exuding an inexplicable smell.

When Zhao Yuanle was concentrating, his sense of smell was much more sensitive than usual.

Smelling this smell, her complexion changed, she resisted the feeling of nausea, and carefully distinguished what these smells were.

This smell really smelled something wrong.

Zhao Yuanle: "This thing actually smells like wild lychees inside."

Ming Hong said: "Wild litchi?"

Zhao Yuanle: "It is produced in the area bordering Baiyue in the south, and it is also called madman fruit, just like the name, it will make you go crazy if you eat it.

Most people will vomit and feel nauseous, talk too much, have hallucinations, do not sleep, become manic, suspicious, and even beat others.

The local people also said that if you hit someone with this, they will go crazy, so it is not allowed to use this to hit each other.

But this kind of thing is fried, it tastes like chestnuts with sugar, it is said to be very delicious. "

Looking at this thing clearly, his eyes became darker.

Zhao Yuanle: "Because it was wrapped all the time, the smell didn't escape, and it's still a bit obvious now, it should be wild lychees.

My father and third uncle encountered this thing when collecting herbs before, but it was dried. My uncle picked it out when he was sorting herbs, and he gave them a good meal by pulling their ears. "

Ming Hongyan looked at this thing, and then at the paper in his hand.

There was a bunch of things written on it, the handwriting looked scribbled, and the ink marks were a little dirty.

No one can understand what is written on it.

He had a vague impression, but he really couldn't recall clearly.

Zhao Yuanle looked over curiously.

"What the hell is written on it?"

Ming Hongyan shook his head helplessly.

"Can not remember."

Zhao Yuanle: "Don't remember? Did you remember it before?"

Ming Hongyan pointed to the symbol on it that looked like words, and showed it to Zhao Yuanle.

"I only remember one or two. The one with a corner means Zhou, and the one with a circle here means heaven.

The rest are basically forgotten. "

Zhao Yuanle: "What, what, please make it clear, aren't these things written by Wan Yi? Why did you forget all of them?"

Ming Hongyan talked about the past.

When he was young, he was always out of gregariousness, but he didn't think it was a big deal, he just felt that he was extraordinary and naturally different from those people.

Out of this kind of mentality, he wanted to draw a line with these people, and he wanted to have everything alone.

However, although he can wear different clothes, change his eating habits, and many other things, he can be different from other people.

But there is only one thing, he is still like these people.

He speaks the same words and writes the same words as them.

Under the impetus of that kind of psychology, he started to create his own characters.

Use the symbols you came up with to refer to different things, and then memorize all these symbols one by one. From then on, you will only write the words you created, and others will never be different from him. He is the world. The most unique person ever.

After he finally created all the characters used in daily life, and also phoneticized these characters, he wrote and spoke with his own set of tools.

Sure enough, he was tied up by his family members to see the master, drank a lot of talisman water, and hung his head full of curse bags.

But these were useless, he was not bewitched in the first place.

After his grandma shed tears for several days, Wan Yi found out about this and made a special trip to see him.

At that time, Wan Yi still looked like an emperor, and he was still young at that time, so he was convinced by the emperor from the bottom of his heart, so he told all these things together, and let Wan Yi read the dictionary he created himself.

Wan Yi laughed for a long time, and then told his parents and grandma the truth.

The family members began to force him to speak normal words, and he would not be given food if he did not speak. After two and a half days of starvation, he finally compromised and began to speak and write normally.

Zhao Yuanle was excited after hearing Ming Hongyan's words.

"You actually did something like this?"

Ming Hong raised his eyebrows: "You too..."

Zhao Yuanle also recalled it.

"Once upon a time, I had a crush on a boy, and I used this method to create a bunch of characters that only I could understand. Then, I wrote down my love for him on paper and showed it to him as a joke.

Ask him if he knows what that means.

He sure doesn't know.

I was still secretly laughing at that time, thinking he was so stupid, the paper was full of words that I liked him and praised him, and it was right in front of his eyes, and he didn't even know it.

I am also secretly proud of it. "

After hearing this, Ming Hongyan asked, "And then?"

"Then..." Zhao Yuanle recalled this, and smiled awkwardly: "Then, because I didn't write down the words corresponding to these symbols, the next day, when I looked at those things again, I couldn't remember what those symbols represented. .

What's more, that boy farted a series of bad farts in front of many people, and I immediately disliked him, so I put the matter aside. "

Ming Hongyan was silent for a while after hearing this.

Then, he said slowly: "At that time, my parents confiscated my dictionary and forced me to be normal.

I looked for it at home later, but I couldn't find the dictionary. Presumably, it must have been in Wan Yi's hands. "

(End of this chapter)