Xu Jia looked strange: "Do you think Huang Daopo will truly lose his memory after drinking Meng Po soup?"
Lan Xiuhe's eyes widened: "Won't you lose your memory? After drinking Meng Po soup, won't you lose all your memories? Happiness and pain will be in vain."
Xu Jia shook his head: "How can there be a panacea in the world? Mengpo soup is not a panacea. Even if I soak in the bath made of Mengpo soup, I will not lose my memory. Similarly, with Huang Daopo's cultivation, just a few
How could a bowl of Meng Po soup cause her to truly lose her memory? In my opinion, Huang Dao Po would at best enter a state of pseudo-amnesia."
Lan Xiuhe curled her lips: "You are asking me for words again, what do you mean by pseudo-amnesia?"
"I really don't understand anything."
Xu Jia sighed: "To put it simply, the memories of ordinary people are stored in the brain, but the memories of those with advanced cultivation can be backed up in the sea of consciousness. Meng Po Tang can erase the memories in the brain, but it cannot erase the consciousness.
However, the memory in the sea of consciousness can blind the memory in the sea of consciousness for a short period of time, but it only lasts for ten minutes. This process is called pseudo-amnesia."
Lan Xiuhe blinked: "Bad uncle, I understand what you said. But here's the problem. After drinking Meng Po soup, the effect of the medicine has expired, and Huang Dao Po will remember the past things again. That's not for nothing.
Have you drank Meng Po soup?"
Xu Jia snorted: "You are really stupid. The ten minutes that Mrs. Meng had pseudo-amnesia were when I was doing things. Don't forget, I am a doctor."
Lan Xiuhe blinked: "The bad uncle wants to do something to Huang Daopo? Hey, I'm so old, and you still do something to her. You really have a strong taste."
"Little girl, what are you thinking about?"
Xu Jia rewarded Lan Xiuhe with a headache and said: "What I mean is that during Huang Daopo's amnesia, I want to purify her soul, remove the dross, and retain the essence."
Lan Xiuhe shook his head vigorously: "I don't understand this."
"You are just a stupid girl with a stupid brain." Xu Jia "laughed" at Lan Xiuhe with contempt.
"It's not that I'm stupid, it's that the bad uncle has a stupid mouth and can't explain even the smallest things clearly." Lan Xiuhe cocked her head and looked at Xu Jia with contempt.
Depend on!
Xu Jia is so depressed, this stinky girl is the first one to say that I am stupid.
I must conquer you.
Xu Jia thought for a while and explained: "Do you know anything about computers?"
When mentioning the computer, Lan Xiuhe got excited and said excitedly: "Computers are fun. I always secretly play with Ai Xuyi's computer. Hehe, let me tell you secretly that she is so pure and she still has that kind of passionate movie on the computer.
, so shameful.”
"So you've also watched that kind of movie?" Xu Jia smirked.
"Bad uncle, you are so bad. I am over 200 years old, so what if I watch that kind of movie? Can't I learn from it?" Lan Xiuhe looked confident.
"Okay, you learn slowly. I'm not discussing that kind of movie with you today."
Xu Jia used an analogy: "Now, Huang Daopo is like a computer, but the poison is very deep, the program has been disordered, and the anti-virus does not work. It needs to redo the system. Once the system is done, the things in the hard disk can still be retained."
The hard disk is equivalent to Huang Daopo's memory, do you understand?"
Lan Xiuhe nodded: "That's it, I understand. It's not difficult at all."
Xu Jia sighed: "It's useless to say so much. Everything is based on the premise that Huang Daopo drinks Mengpo soup. If Huang Daopo doesn't drink Mengpo soup, I won't even give her a chance to build the system."
No."
Lan Xiuhe waved his fist: "Then let's be tough and conquer Huang Daopo by force."
Xu Jia rolled his eyes: "Okay, this task is left to you. You go and conquer Huang Daopo by force."
Lan Xiuhe shook his head like a rattle: "I can't."
Xu Jia pouted: "You can't do it, and neither can I."
"Bad uncle, how can a man say no? You can do it, just get hard for me."
Damn, this girl is getting more and more evil.
Xu Jia sweated: "It's okay if I use force on Huang Daopo, but who is going to deal with Bai Qi and Overlord behind me? Can you handle it?"
"This..." Lan Xiuhe curled her lips: "It seems that using force will not work."
"Of course not." Xu Jia said angrily.
Lan Xiuhe held her fragrant cheek in her hand: "Then find a way to make Huang Dao Po trust you and drink Meng Po soup obediently."
Xu Jia rolled his eyes angrily: "Can't you come up with some good ideas? Huang Daopo is both good and evil. Even Hua Tuo doesn't believe that he will trust us? This is harder than climbing to heaven."
Lan Xiuhe snorted: "I don't believe that Huang Daopo would doubt everyone. There must be someone she will believe, right?"
After hearing Lan Xiuhe's words, Xu Jia was stunned for a moment and then had an idea: "Hey, I have it."
Lan Xiuhe asked urgently: "What can I do?"
Xu Jia winked: "Who saved Huang Daopo when she was in the most embarrassing moment?"
Lan Xiuhe said: "You just told me that it was the Yi people who saved her."
Xu Jia snapped his fingers: "So, this is the entry point, let's go and see how I fool Huang Dao Po."
Xu Jia smiled and walked towards Huang Daopo: "Mother-in-law, I will help you chop wood."
Huang Daopo picked her ears: "You help me chop wood? Haha, I'm deaf and can't hear."
Depend on!
It's really funny how this deaf person pretends to be deaf.
Xu Jia despised Huang Daopo in his heart. He didn't care about anything and went directly to help Huang Daopo chop wood.
Huang Daopo watched Xu Jia help her cut firewood, but she didn't say a word of thanks. Instead, she stood with her hands behind her back, shaking her head and muttering: "You young man, you are so industrious at first glance, and you can't distinguish between grains."
.Can’t you tell the difference between firewood and grass?”
Xu Jia said nothing, just chopping firewood.
Lan Xiuhe on the other side was very angry and muttered in a low voice: "Bad uncle helped you chop wood without saying thank you, but you still mocked me and pointed at me. It's really unreasonable."
Huang Daopo hummed: "Did I ask him to help me chop wood? He wants to chop wood himself, what does it have to do with me?"
Lan Xiuhe curled her lips: "Mother-in-law, you are no longer deaf."
Huang Daopo shook his ears: "I can't hear what you said clearly."
Lan Xiuhe was so angry that she wanted to cry.
Xu Jia didn't say a word. After a while, he chopped a bundle of firewood, tied it neatly, and put it in front of Huang Daopo: "Mother-in-law, I've finished chopping. Is this enough? If it's not enough, I'll chop it again."
Huang Daopo glanced sideways at Xu Jia and said grimly: "I show my courtesy for nothing, and it's either adultery or robbery. My ears are deafened, but my heart is not deafened."
While speaking, he pushed his palm outward.
The wind suddenly picked up.
The firewood chopped by Xu Jia turned into a pile of fly ash, leaving nothing behind.
Lan Xiuhe shouted angrily: "Mother-in-law, you have gone too far."
Huang Daopo said loudly: "I can't hear what you said." After saying that, he ignored Xu Jia and continued to chop wood.
Lan Xiuhe was speechless, almost discouraged: Huang Daopo was really insecure.
Xu Jia looked at Huang Daopo, who was chopping firewood with a stooped body, and said softly: "Mother-in-law thinks too much. We Yi people treat others warmly. Seeing my mother-in-law working hard chopping firewood, I couldn't help but help her. Unexpectedly, my mother-in-law misunderstood me.
, the baby is feeling miserable."
Whoosh!
Huang Daopo, who was still senile just now, was like a ghost. She suddenly flashed in front of Xu Jia, looked at Xu Jia up and down, and said coldly: "Are you from the Yi ethnic group?"
Xu Jia nodded: "Yes, mother-in-law, I am from the Yi ethnic group. What's wrong? What's wrong with mother-in-law?"
Huang Daopo stared at Xu Jia, her body trembling, her expression worrying about gains and losses, and she stood there silently for a long time.
She lived a miserable life when she was young. She was beaten by her husband, humiliated by her mother-in-law, ridiculed by her tribe, and suffered so much misery that she had no choice but to run away and wander around the world. When she was desperate, the Yi people in the barren mountains took her in and gave her the courage to live.
She has a special affection for the Yi people.
No matter who she suspected or how weird her temper was, she had a different feeling for the Yi people.
Hearing Xu Jia say that he was from the Yi ethnic group, Huang Daopo's heart surged. She looked at Xu Jia up and down and hummed, "You lied to me, you are not from the Yi ethnic group at all."
Xu Jia said: "I never lie to people." He also thought: I don't lie to people, I only lie to ghosts.
Huang Daopo hummed: "If you are a Yi nationality, why don't you wear Yi clothes?"
Xu Jia said: "I have Yi clothes, let me put them on and show them to you."
He flipped his hands, took out a set of Yi men's clothing from the Qiankun bag, and quickly put it on.
Sure enough, he looks like a handsome young man from the Yi ethnic group.
Fortunately, Xu Jia knew his enemy well and was well prepared, otherwise he would have been stumped by Huang Daopo.
Huang Daopo stared at Xu Jia and suddenly said: "The purple horse is for you..."
Lan Xiuhe looked confused: "Give you the purple horse? Where did you get the purple horse?"
Xu Jia smiled and remained silent for a long time.
Huang Daopo stared at Xu Jia. Seeing that he didn't answer, her eyes turned cold and she asked again: "The purple horse is for you."
Xu Jia bowed with a smile and replied: "The purple horse is for you."
Huang Daopo's cold eyes were suddenly filled with a deep smile, and she said cheerfully: "You are indeed a Yi nationality. Come on, come and sit with me."
Lan Xiuhe didn't understand why Huang Daopo was so cold just now, looking like he was about to kill someone, but in the blink of an eye, he changed into a smiling face.
Seeing Huang Daopo walking away, Lan Xiuhe asked Xu Jia in a low voice: "What on earth is going on? What did Huang Daopo say just now? Give you the purple horse? Where did you get the horse?"
Xu Jia lowered his voice: "This is the language of the Yi people. Purple horse for you actually means good luck and good luck. Of course I have to say 'purple horse for you' back to her. Huang Daopo is testing me in Yi language."
"
Lan Xiuhe nodded: "That's it, Huang Daopo is so evil."
Xu Jia was actually shocked.
After all, the Yi language is very partial and very few people can speak it. Those who can speak Yi language must be Yi people.
If Xu Jia couldn't answer just now, Huang Daopo would definitely kill him.
However, Xu Jia opened his mind and knew thousands of languages, including the Yi language.
Huang Daopo said something in Yi language, Xu Jia opened his mind and heard clearly, and then returned the original words, and the problem was solved.
Huang Daopo led the way into a small shed, pointed at a spinning wheel, and said to Xu Jia with a smile: "You are a Yi nationality, you must be able to spin, right? Why don't you show me how to spin?"
See how it goes?"
Xu Jia was stunned for a moment.
Spinning? How could I know how to do it? (To be continued)