In Honghuang, every day is a Shura field

After Hongjun finished speaking, he remained silent, waiting for Nianqiu to explain.

Nian Qiu: "..."

To be honest, Hongjun is holding a criticism and education meeting against her at this moment, and she knows how to act, but now that Hongjun is silent and waiting for her to explain herself, she doesn't know what to say.

After a while, Nian Qiu said: "Then what... Didn't I just say that I'm not your wife."

Hongjun nodded, said "Yes", and continued to wait.

Nian Qiu: "..." Convinced, what do you want to hear?

She thought for a while and said, "It's my fault for not saying hello in advance."

Hongjun became interested at this time, and he took out a piece of paper with a few words crookedly written on it. He didn't know whether it was a bad pen or his own handwriting was ugly, anyway, it didn't look good.

"Haotian gave it to me, but I don't know what the painting on it is, why don't you tell me?"

Nian Qiu: "..." To be honest, she has lived in the modern world for too long, and was born with a highly developed civilization, which made her have a wrong understanding of the general knowledge of people.

"This is a sentence I left for you..." Nian Qiu said, "Just... just to tell you that I'm leaving."

Hongjun was very curious: "Oh?" He read the note again.

Now their communication method is still very primitive, any text is a luxury, drawing a picture is the highest degree of attention the other party attaches to you, and communication basically depends on shouting—the mana of the great masters of the prehistoric period is profound, and a single sentence can basically be used by the prehistoric people. Roar from the easternmost to the westernmost.

But this kind of consumption is too much mana, and basically people will die if they yell, and generally no one yells like that.

If Nianqiu's thing can really be popularized...it's hard for Hongjun himself to imagine what a great merit it will be.

It might be a bit difficult to become a saint right away, but it is basically impossible to escape as a Da Luo Jinxian.

But the premise is universal.

Now it is estimated that only this guy can recognize that she made something herself.

Nian Qiu then translated it word by word for him.

This note is divided into three lines. The first two lines were read carefully by Nianqiu, saying word by word: "Ancestor Hongjun: I am really not your wife, you have misidentified the person. I wish you and your wife will meet soon, Give birth to a precious son early."

But when he read the third line, Nian Qiu shut his mouth.

Damn, why did I write up what I did?

Hongjun had just finished talking about this, if he said it again, would he remind him to cut himself again?

However, Nian Qiu wanted to fool him, but Hong Jun was very shrewd.

"What do the remaining ones mean?" Hongjun asked, pointing to the words "not me" and "the", and said, "Are these the words 'not me' and 'de'."

Although the question was used, Hongjun spoke in an affirmative tone—he was very sure of the pronunciation and meaning of these words.

A burst of despair filled Nian Qiu's heart.

Why can't this guy be a little stupid?So smart to do what?If the students she taught when she was a teacher were as smart as one in ten thousand, she wouldn't have to resign just because the teacher couldn't despair!

That's horrible……

Hongjun continued to ask: "Then what are the meanings of the other small paintings?"

Nian Qiu said weakly: "This is not a painting, this is called a character, the meaning of these words is..."

Speaking of this, Nianqiu suddenly realized that in this world, at least so far, he is the only person who is literate, and the others, no matter how good they are, are all illiterate, let alone writing. I don't even know each other!

So if they make up random things by themselves, they must not know!

Nian Qiu was eager to fool Hongjun, but she hesitated when she looked at these words.

It's okay to be fooled now, but what if Hongjun suddenly tells her that she wants to learn Chinese characters again in a few days?

Nian Qiu didn't think she had such a memory. If she lied now, she could still remember it later. If she cheated, the consequences might be more serious than telling the truth now.

After weighing the pros and cons, Nian Qiu was still timid, and honestly explained the last sentence clearly.

Hongjun frowned slightly: "...What dancing?"

Nian Qiu was stunned: "You don't know?"

Hongjun smiled, "Should I know?"

Of course you should, didn't you just imply that you knew I made you dance?

Nian Qiu suddenly realized that he might have been scaring himself before, and quickly explained: "I don't know, I was looking for a way to escape from Zixiao Palace at that time...cough cough, I was leaving, so you suddenly opened the door and came in. You thought it was the news that I was leaving, so you came to stop me, but you started dancing right at me."

Nian Qiu's statement is still reserved, she only talked about dancing, but didn't say what kind of dance to dance.If Hongjun knew that he was dancing a striptease...

Then maybe Nianqiu's death year will be set at this time.

Hongjun: "...???" He doesn't even have a hobby of watching dances on weekdays, let alone a hobby of dancing.

How could he suddenly run to Nian Qiu's room to dance?

This is absolutely impossible!

……

But if it really didn't happen, Nianqiu wouldn't write like this...

Hongjun was a little uncertain again.

Could it be that he would really go to other rooms to dance during retreat?

No, no one will be allowed to stay in Zixiao Palace in the future!In case someone sees him running over to dance again...

Then he doesn't seek sanctification anymore, just become benevolent!

Thinking of this, Hongjun took a meaningful look at Nian Qiu, and Nian Qiu immediately raised his hand and said, "I will never say anything, just let this matter rot in my stomach!"

Hongjun nodded in satisfaction, then with one finger, erased the last sentence she left on the note, and then put the note away again.

Nian Qiu looked a little confused, this thing is not a good thing, why are you still putting it away and hiding it?

But she was very guilty now, and she didn't dare to ask if Hongjun didn't say anything.

After finishing collecting, Hongjun asked: "By the way, how many words like this do you know?"

Nian Qiu is now in a very tense state, and her mind is basically empty. When Hongjun asks something, she is the first to answer. The thinking process is linear: "Not many, only a few thousand."

thousands of...

Hongjun did the math, this number can basically be used for all daily communication, if it can be sorted out...

This meritorious person is a little bit greedy.

He is now only a step away from the saint, but how to get in with this step is very embarrassing.

So do you want to trick Nianqiu into giving her this merit to yourself...

The author has something to say:

Q: What is it like to have a rumor object who is too smart?

Nian Qiu: Thank you for the invitation.Simply put: want to die.

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When I resumed the update yesterday, I just wanted to update it, and found out that the modification requires money...Let’s talk about it here, I will basically not edit the text in the future, poor authors can’t afford it...crying

And today's double update

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Preview of the next chapter: Nianqiu: My crow's mouth!I want to tear my own mouth out QAQ

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5.

Yuanfeng had just given birth, and the whole phoenix was very weak.

Unexpectedly, the gender was changed.

Yuanfeng:

-...Then what, benefactor, I am a male bird.

Hearing the bird speak human language again, the old lady has adapted very well:

-Oh, that's how it is.

-...

-Wait a minute?You say you are male?Do male birds still lay eggs?

Yuanfeng poked the shells of her two balls:

- Not only can I lay eggs, I can also hatch them!

However, the bearing ability of these two eggs is probably a bit weak, Yuanfeng's poking like this, unexpectedly...

crack!open!up!

The old lady anxiously looked for pots everywhere:

- Hurry up, give me a pot so I can fry eggs. Such a big egg can't be hatched. It's a pity not to fry it!