"Oh, drinking will cause trouble, drinking will cause trouble!"
When he woke up and saw the workers outside in full swing, Uncle Jiu beat his chest and felt extremely regretful.
But what can he do? Work has already started, so he can’t drive away the workers, right?
That definitely won’t work!
Life is not easy, and workers earn hard-earned money to support their families. How could he waste his reputation and cut off other people's financial opportunities?
There is no other way but to make mistakes.
"Uncle Jiu, what are you mumbling outside? You've been standing there for half an hour. Come in and eat!"
In the dining hall, Liao Wenjie urged, turned around and continued chatting with Taoist Simu.
Si Mu has always been very keen on Taoist arts such as refining corpses and raising ghosts, not only because of his talent, but also because of his personal interest. When he learned that Hook Nose was a master of this Taoist art, he immediately regretted it. If he had not left a few days ago
, definitely have to compare with the hooked nose.
It's too late to say anything now. The hook-nosed body was cremated, and only a bamboo pole remained in the ghost-controlling flag. The only diary left in the world was recorded in foreign languages.
"Ajie, what's written on it?"
"Some food, drink, and thoughts after traveling around."
Liao Wenjie casually flipped through a few pages and picked a paragraph to translate for Si Mu. He was quite depressed. The hook-nosed diary was full of experiences from traveling in the world, and there was no record of Taoism. Those who didn't know it thought it was him.
He is a senior traveler.
The kind that is particularly greedy.
"He quite enjoys it..."
Si Mu heard the words with little interest. When he saw Uncle Jiu walking into the dining hall with a sad face, he smiled and said sarcastically: "Brother, there are no outsiders here. Stop acting. It makes me feel uncomfortable."
Uncle Jiu snorted coldly, his eyes were crazy all day long, and he actually said some nonsense.
"Master, these are your bowls and chopsticks. Eat slowly. Only when you are full will you have the strength to supervise the work."
Qiusheng, a literary talent, said that he had learned it. He was holding back his laughter and asked Liao Wenjie out of curiosity: "Brother Jie, your foreign language is so good, hey hey hey... can you say a few words and listen to it?"
"What, you want to learn?"
"To tell you the truth, I have a little bit of interest. It's mainly out of curiosity and I haven't learned much."
Qiu Sheng, a literary talent, hesitated a bit. Not many people can speak foreign languages these days. If he could casually make a few sentences, it would be a very honorable thing.
As soon as the two people stuck their butts out, Liao Wenjie knew that they needed to be dealt with.
Uncle Jiu kept several books of Twenty-Four Histories in his room, but he had never seen the two of them flip through them. He had already shown his eagerness to learn and chewed the books, so that he would not get into trouble all day long.
He hummed and smiled, raised his eyebrows and said: "Since you want to learn, I will teach you a few words so that you can greet foreigners when you meet them in the future, so that Uncle Jiu will not be accused of being a believer and being disrespectful."
"Yeah!"
"Listen up, I'm teaching you English, just like this diary."
Liao Wenjie patted the diary on the table and said: "Before I teach, let me spread some common sense to you. To give you a simple example, let's say 'he, she, it' has the same pronunciation, but the written writing will be different. In English, 'him'
Not only does it have a different pronunciation, but also a different way of writing it."
"Wonderful, what Brother Jie said is so good."
"I understand, I understand."
The literary talent Qiu Sheng nodded repeatedly, and Uncle Jiu and Si Mu beside him also raised their ears. They had many skills and were not overwhelmed. If one day they met a foreign client, it would be better to say hello than to say nothing.
"Just because the pronunciations of 'he' and 'she' are different, the ways to say hello when meeting each other in English are also different."
Liao Wenjie cleared his throat and said with a serious face: "If you are a boy, say 'Boy, door' when you meet, and if you are a girl, say 'baby, don't be shy'. Remember, this is very important. If you make a mistake, you may
The other party thinks you don’t understand etiquette.”
"Well……"
"Brother Jie, can you speak slower? I didn't understand."
"You're so stupid. I'll change it into transliterated Chinese and say it again. When I meet a man, I say 'fraternity, endure thirst for death'. When I meet a woman, I say 'Kang Mu Ang Bei Bi, Dong Bi Shai'. I understand it this time."
?"
"I understand." x2
I understand it too.X2
Uncle Jiu and Simu nodded secretly, it was very simple and not difficult.
"Brother Jack!"
Wen Cai grinned and showed off his skills: "You are short and you can't stand being knocked to death."
Qiu Sheng followed up and said: "Kang is busy with the north nose, and the hole is better than the sun."
Liao Wenjie:(???)
Damn it, you were careless again!
"What's wrong, Brother Jie, are we right?"
"There's nothing wrong with it. The meaning is correct. Foreigners can understand it. So what... you are very talented in languages and are natural geniuses. Remember to practice these two sentences frequently. When you meet foreigners in the future, you must use them to say hello."
"Brother Jie, why don't you just say a few words and call me something else?"
The literary talent Qiusheng was obviously confused: "For example, if I meet a foreign woman and she is very beautiful, how should I praise her?"
"Oil, Brother Subi."
"What if it's a man and you compliment him on how handsome and powerful he is?"
"Oil, Brother Subi."
"Hey, didn't you say it's different?"
"Oil refers to you, so this sentence is universal and suitable for both men and women."
Got it! x4
"Brother Jie, Bo is short, Nai knocks him to death, oily, Brother Bi."
"Haha...you little clever guy, you are so eloquent."
Liao Wenjie rolled his eyes. It was his fault today, but it didn't matter. A small impatience would ruin a big plan. One day, someone would help him seek justice.
…
After dinner, Uncle Jiu asked Wencai to cook a large pot of rice, and then asked Qiu Sheng to buy cooked food and vegetarian cold dishes, and invited the workers to eat in the canteen.
They were all fellow villagers from the surrounding villages, and it was not his style to let people go back hungry.
The workers said that Uncle Jiu was straightforward and honest in his work, and told him to rest assured that he would make the forest beautiful and would never cut corners.
Uncle Jiu laughed loudly and said that he didn't mean that, and promised that on the day when the renovation of the Yi Zhuang was completed, he would hold a banquet for everyone to have a good time.
After everyone left, Wen Cai Qiu Sheng put away the dishes, and Liao Wenjie and the other three gathered together again and continued the conversation they had last time.
We chatted until midnight and saw that it was getting too late. We didn’t plan to stay another day and were ready to leave immediately for the next stop.
"Brother Simu Taoist, it would be nice to have another night's rest. If something goes wrong again, wouldn't you miss it again by leaving?"
Liao Wenjie was very confident in this. The old man turned into a zombie and even pulled out a hooked nose in the process. The incident ended successfully, but the road to spiritual training was not over yet.
It can only mean that something bad will happen in the next few days, maybe in the next few days.
"How is it possible? Renjiazhuang is not a geomantic treasure land, so why are there so many demons and outsiders coming to stir up trouble? I won't say it anymore. I will have a good rest for a few days when I come back from this trip. Then I will bring my senior brother to talk all night long. I am not bragging about staying up late.
, no one is my opponent.”
He shook his head in disbelief. If he really missed it, he would be out of luck. He pinched his nose and admitted it.
"You said the same thing last time..."
"There is no other way. Taoist priests also have to live. This is my job and I can't push it away."
Simu sighed with emotion, pointed at the customers and said: "They need my help. Fallen leaves must eventually return to their roots. People, no matter how they are doing outside, they can only feel at ease when they return home."
"Be careful on the road."
"It's easy to say, I didn't catch the wolf this time, I will definitely do it next time."
"The relationship is great, but Erhei is not around, and I always feel like something is missing."
…
At dawn the next day, Yizhuang started to be busy again. The workers reorganized the land, marked lines and dug trenches, arranged the layout according to Uncle Jiu's wishes, and selected the location of the bamboo forest, small bridge and flowing water.
At this time, a worker came forward hesitantly: "Uncle Jiu, I have something to do. I wonder if I can trouble you?"
"It's okay to just say it. If you're a fellow countryman, if you're too polite, you'll be ignored."
"It's like this. There was more than one ghost in our village some time ago. Just when everyone was helpless, a passing Taoist priest helped us solve the trouble. You may not believe it, but the Taoist priest was a foreigner."
Hearing this, Uncle Jiu frowned immediately.
"I thought the trouble would be solved, but I didn't expect that when I went back last night, my mother-in-law told me that the ghosts driven away by the foreign Taoist priests were back again."
The co-worker looked at Uncle Jiu eagerly: "There was no news about the foreign Taoist priest as soon as he left, and I don't know where he went. The village chief knew that I was repairing your house, so he asked me to bring you a message. If Uncle Jiu is free, please come to our village.
Take a look. Don't worry, no matter whether it succeeds or not, your trip will not be in vain."
"I'm kidding. It's my duty to subjugate demons. This matter is all my responsibility. I'm going to lead my apprentice now."
Uncle Jiu nodded and was about to leave without further ado. When he turned around, he saw Liao Wenjie.
"Ajie, why don't you make any noise when you walk? It scares me."
"Uncle Jiu, I'll go with you."
Liao Wenjie asked to join the fight, and his doubts cleared up. No wonder the journey of mind training was not over. It turned out that the tail of the crooked path had not been cleaned up.