He felt that it was necessary to remind Fourth Master, who was far away in the realm of demonic energy, to be more vigilant. Xia Qingchen was probably planning something.
"Commander Xia, I see it's getting late, so I'll go back and sort out your information and try to popularize Demon Mandarin as soon as possible." The four tomb guards stood up with a smile.
Anyway, it was too late for Xia Qingchen to stop the hostage exchange, so it was time to leave with an excuse.
"Hey! The four gravekeepers, I haven't finished speaking yet. Why are you leaving in such a hurry?" Xia Qingchen grabbed the sleeves of the four gravekeepers.
The latter smiled and said: "Let's talk about it another day. How about letting me digest everything today?"
"Where are you?" Xia Qingchen held on to her hand.
The four gravekeepers took off their sleeves, clasped their fists and said, "Commander Xia, we have a long time to come. It's not too late for us to have a chat."
Snapped--
Unexpectedly, Xia Qingchen pressed his palm heavily and pressed the wine cup in his hand into the stone table.
"Four Gravekeepers, it's you who came to talk about the demon language. I won't talk about it now. It's also you. Do you think that I, Xia, am your servant? You use it when you need it and throw it away when you don't?"
Seeing Xia Qingchen's anger, the four tomb guards were startled and looked around quickly.
I'm afraid those murderous beasts will suddenly appear.
"What did Commander Xia say?" The four tomb guards said quickly, "I just..."
Xia Qingchen said with a straight face: "It's nothing. It's just that if you want to leave, please do so. But I can't guarantee what the consequences will be."
This time, the four gravekeepers sat on the wax.
No matter how confused he was, he should have understood that Xia Qingchen was trying to force him to stay and prevent him from summoning the Fourth Master to remind him.
It was his duty to remind Fourth Master at all costs, but his life was threatened.
After weighing the two, the four gravekeepers naturally smiled bitterly and sat down again: "Okay, let's continue. Don't be angry, Commander Xia."
Xia Qingchen also immediately changed his face to an amiable one and said: "It seems that the four gravekeepers still care about human beings and are willing to condescend to listen to a junior speak the demon language."
You can stop it!
The four gravekeepers complained in their hearts. If it wasn't you who warned and threatened me, would I have stayed here?
On the surface, our four gravekeepers are still very knowledgeable. They said with a smile: "Wherever, the wise come first, regardless of age. Commander Xia is willing to teach the demon language. I can't stop being taught!"
So, the two continued to talk about the demon language.
The four gravekeepers could be said to be absent-minded, watching the time pass by, but Xia Qingchen was eloquent and talked endlessly about the characteristics of the demon language.
What nine common grammars, twenty-eight syllables, one hundred common words, etc.
The four gravekeepers were in a trance and only jotted it down hastily, without any intention of savoring it carefully.
Time has become torture for the four gravekeepers.
Every breath and moment made him feel like his days were like years, and he was filled with worry.
In fact, his worries are unnecessary.
Because the factual progress is enough to make him despair!
Demonic realm!
Fourth Master led the three old men and pressed the female demons to the lakeside of Hell Gate.
"Fourth Master, is it really foolproof?"
"I once heard that the demons are extremely cunning. If a few of us go there, what if it's a trap?"
"That's right. It's okay to have the hostages in our hands. If they are handed over to the other party, they will have no scruples."
The three old people were very worried.
Fourth Master also knew that their worries were not unnecessary, but he was very confident: "Don't worry, they won't!"
"If the two countries are at war, the demons will still abide by the basic rules."
Everyone thought about it. A battle between the two sides was imminent. At such a juncture, the demons would not be able to alert the enemy.
However, the Fourth Master is not without worries: "The only thing I should worry about is that during the hostage exchange process, I am worried that there will be an accident or conflict, and we don't understand the language."
The three old men deeply agreed.
When exchanging hostages, it is never about you handing them over to me and I handing them over to you. The two parties will agree on the details of the hostage exchange on the spot.
Who will release the person first, how to release them, whether the hostages on both sides are safe, etc. all need to be communicated.
At present, they can only express their simple thoughts through simple body language and exchange hostages peacefully to survive.
But if there is a conflict, for example, if they find that the female demon is injured and get angry, they will not be able to explain it in the demon's language and will not be able to communicate effectively, and something detrimental to them may happen.
"Did the Fourth Master mean a demon translator?" An old man said helplessly: "The only person in the world who is capable of translating is probably the Fourth Gravekeeper, but he failed to come."
"This is indeed a problem, but we should have no choice. It is simply unrealistic to find a translator of the demon language."
The fourth master also sighed slightly: "It's a pity that I actually had a lot of information in my hands back then, but I didn't make good use of it."
If there is anyone who can learn the demon language best, it is none other than the Fourth Master who has been stationed at the Hell Gate for twenty years.
After the Demons retreated, Fourth Master was the biggest recipient of the many Demonic things left behind. Unfortunately, he had no interest in learning the Demonic language, and most of those relics were destroyed in the past twenty years.
"Now we can only pray that our exchange process goes smoothly." Fourth Master said.
But he actually understood that the probability of a very peaceful exchange of hostages was very low.
With the mentality of demons, they are not easy to get along with.
Wow——
Suddenly, a white shadow jumped back and forth in the distant jungle.
At the same time, a young woman was chasing after her: "Damn dog, don't run!"
"Come and catch me!" Bai Ying shouted.
The three old men immediately became vigilant and secretly mobilized their power, ready to attack the man and the dog who were coming towards them at any time.
The girl saw several people standing here from a distance, and the girl immediately said: "Hey! Those in front, please help me catch the pet. This is the pet dog from the demon world that I finally recovered!"
Who will help you?
The three old men were indifferent and extremely wary.
But the fourth master was moved in his heart and asked: "Since your pet comes from the devil world, why can it speak human language?"
The girl chased and said, "I taught it!"
Fourth Master's eyes rolled: "So, it can also speak the language of the devil?"
The girl was a little confused, shook her head and said: "I don't know, anyway, when I caught it, it only screamed randomly. I don't know if it is the language of the demons."
"Is that so?" There was a trace of expectation in the eyes of the fourth master. He spotted the little white dog's trajectory, jumped forward and pinched the back of its neck: "You will know if you can speak the demon language."
With that said, he carried the little white dog to the female demon tribe.
After tearing open the sack of the female demon to reveal her true appearance, Fourth Master shook the little white dog and said, "Communicate with her in the demon language."
The little white dog shivered and grunted in fear.
"Ask her what she is here for?" Fourth Master was very smart and used this to test whether the little white dog really understands the demon language.
If the little white dog can really communicate, he will definitely know from the female demon's mouth that she is here to exchange hostages.
The little white dog immediately opened its mouth, seemingly very frightened, and hummed softly: "Chichiwawaguliguli..."
The female demon who didn't pay much attention to the little white dog suddenly became smart and was a little surprised.
Because, the little white dog is saying: "Death Demon Tribe, show me to Mr. Dog, I was sent here by Mr. Xia Qingchenchen!" (Something happened, I'm late)