At the back of Hua Jiunan's letter was a "small note" with the words on it in all kinds of twists and turns, and a lot of pinyin mixed in.
At first glance, it is Chen Daji's "masterpiece".
Thinking of Chen Daji, Zhang Jue's state of mind could not help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"Second brother, it seems that this 'letter' was written to you alone."
"Written to my younger brother? Daji and Xiaoba?!"
Zhang Bao was stunned for a moment, then happily took it.
As soon as I saw it, I was dumbfounded: What kind of mess is this!
Simplified Chinese is okay, Zhang Bao is already proficient in using it, but pinyin is really not his strong point!
There is no way, who can make me a good "brother" at this level.
Zhang Bao shook his head and smiled bitterly, and could only slowly "decipher" it.
The general content of the letter is as follows:
Brother Bao, are you doing well? I am... Pencil drawing: a big chicken, a small long worm...
Brother Bao, have your bones grown? Can you get off the kang and walk on your own? Why didn't you wait until Master Ba and I woke up before you left last time?
The pills you left for me are very useful. We have brought Liangzhu here.
There are no mosquitoes at home, but there are a lot of thieves here, and those who bite will be very upset!
He also studied the "textbook (Taiping Fu Water Technique)" left for Mr. Ba every day.
Ba Ye is so stupid that he doesn't know a bunch of Chinese characters, so let's help him look it up in the dictionary.
Many words are not in the dictionary, so I have to look them up in Cihai, which is very laborious.
Oh, by the way, Brother Bao, our father is dying.
My boss said it was caused by some "dead man". We came here this time to save dad. If you have the skills, come and help me!
Mr. Ba said he missed you very much and cried.
The paper is full, it’s okay, bye.
Zhang Bao was filled with emotion after reading this small note, which was comparable to an encrypted telegram.
On the one hand, I miss the two good brothers who have endured hardship together, and on the other hand, I am worried about:
As a master of Taoism, Zhang Bao certainly knows the horror of the dead.
Their grievances are earth-shattering, but there is no reason to explain!
Even if Chen Daji is "the wisest man in the world", he is helpless in front of this group of dead people!
"Blessings are boundless in the yellow sky!"
"Brother, the dead man is cruel. My younger brother is worried about the big plan and the safety of Xiaoba and the others."
The smile on Zhang Jiao's face became even stronger after hearing this.
With his way of doing things, he can get a glimpse of the future even without deliberately deducing it.
"Since my second brother is worried, then you and I will go out for a walk."
"My Taiping Dao teaching is that there will be no disasters in the world, and everyone will be free and happy. The dead in Liangzhu have suffered for five thousand years, and it is time for them to be relieved."
"Blessings are boundless in the yellow sky!"
The two leaders acted straightforwardly, and once they decided to help, they no longer hesitated.
After hanging the packaged medicine for those seeking medical treatment under the eaves, he disappeared into the misty rain of southern China in a few steps.
On the other side, Qi Baijia, who finally got into the taxi, panted and said to the driver.
"Oh Mom, I'm so exhausted."
"Master, please, please drive to Jinshan Temple quickly!"
The taxi driver was obviously a talker, and he deliberately laughed at the beggar's parents who were humorous with each other.
"Master Tao, why do you go to the monk's temple so late?"
"If there is a conflict, why don't we go to the gym?! You need to bring a few more people with you to the gym!"
"To tell you the truth, I took my wife and children to Jinshan Temple for a trip. The monks there had good food and all of them were fat and big-eared!"
"You have a body like a penis, but you can't defeat a group of fat monks!"
The beggar was already anxious, but he was even more upset when the driver insulted Buddhist disciples.
"What the hell, someone asked me to bring a message to Jinshan Temple!"
"You talk a lot of nonsense, you better drive better!"
The driver didn't get angry when he was scolded by the beggar, but continued to tease him with a smile.
"Master Tao, didn't you just bring a message? Do you need to go all the way? It's more than 200 kilometers!"
"Can't we just make a phone call?!"
The beggar became even more annoyed when he heard this: "You have to know the number to make a phone call. Don't I know the number, Master Dao!"
"Call 114 to check!" The driver is obviously a real person and would rather not make money than deceive others.
He immediately turned the steering wheel and drove straight towards the roadside phone booth.
"Master Dao, please use my card. There are more than ten yuan in it, which is enough!"
Qi Baijia suddenly felt that he was an idiot. While inserting the card, he muttered to himself: "Can you find out..."
The phone was connected, I asked, and a nice female voice rang.