After solving Cai Gen's urgent matter, the person who came out turned around again, faced Cai Gen, and bowed deeply.
"Master, long time no see."
Cai Gen felt relieved when he saw that Xiao Sun was out of danger and could not move even if he was skinny.
He carefully looked at the man bowing in front of him. He was clothed in cloth and shoes, with gray hair, a red face, and four pupils. Who is this?
Don't tell me, I really can't remember clearly. These four eyes are very familiar. Who are they?
The sudden memory washed Cai Gen's mind.
"Ah, Hougangjie, haha, it's been a long time since I last saw you. Your handwriting hasn't improved much at all. Now that simplified Chinese characters are popular, you still play with pictographs?"
The four-eyed old man in front of me is named Hou Gangjie. He used to cook for himself and there were many types of food, so recording recipes was very troublesome.
This Hou Gangjie has very poor cooking talent and can only do odd jobs.
Fortunately, he was talented and intelligent. He saw that Cai Gen was worried about recording recipes, and he observed the sky and created words, which solved the big problem of recipe dissemination.
Slowly, the words written by Hougang Jie were spread along with the recipes and are still used today.
Seeing that Cai Gen was tied up and unable to get off, Hou Gangjie was very discerning and used the small stone knife in his hand to write another word in the air:
"open!"
The seat belt was opened instantly, and Cai Gen was free again.
Not caring about reminiscing with Hougangjie, Cai Gen ran to Skinny, snatched back Xiaosun, and took Xiaoshui away. Only then did he talk to Hougangjie with peace of mind.
"Why did you come out?
By the way, what is the order in which you came out?
Draw lots or throw shoes?
Is there any pattern?"
Hou Gangjie smiled gently, slightly embarrassed,
"Originally it wasn't my turn, but last time the eldest sister got so angry that she chopped down the ladder.
There were a few people in front of me, but they had no ladders, so they could only stack Arhats on top of each other. They just happened to catch up with me, and I came out."
Cai Gen opened his mouth unconsciously, and Cai Gen didn't know what to say.
This is a bit nonsense, let alone saying it is scientific or unscientific, it does not make sense logically.
"Um, um, you've come out anyway, is that stuff easy to handle?"
Cai Gen decided that regardless of the principle or not, the immediate trouble must be solved.
Hou Gangjie may understand the processing, or he may not understand it, or he may think he understands it.
He walked up to the skinny body, took a small stone knife, and wrote a word in the air,
"untie!"
This interpretation breaks the seal just now, breaks the demon sealing sutra of skin and bones, and breaks the lock in the memory of skin and bones.
When I cut off the Demon-Sealing Sutra, I encountered no trouble, but when I unlocked the memory seal, there was resistance.
From the direction under the pit, a golden thread came from the direction, constantly rushing towards the skinny head, trying to make up for the broken seal.
The deciphering was neat and neat, but the thin lines were endless, which made Hou Gangjie a little impatient.
In front of the master, can't you handle such a trivial matter well?
You have to handle it well. After all, you finally came out and no one got stuck, right?
Hou Gangjie glared, pointed in the direction of the pit, and wrote another word with a small stone knife,
"roll!"
Then, the long thin line disappeared, and the seal in Skinny's memory was completely opened.
When the seal on Skinny's body was released, he was already shocked.
Although his consciousness is not very clear, his survival instinct makes him very afraid of the small stone knife with four eyes in front of him.
Even without the seal, he didn't dare to move.
When the filaments that seal the memory are fighting with each other inextricably, the skin and bones are extremely painful.
He would be awake for a while, confused for a while, and then have a nervous breakdown.
The subsequent scrolling words made Skinny completely out of control, completely becoming himself and understanding who he was.
After waking up, Skinny knelt down towards Hou Gangjie and kowtowed respectfully.
"I, Emperor Heli, Hong Lei, thank you, Great God. I am grateful for the grace of rebirth."
Hou Gangjie felt that he handled it well, shook his head gently, turned around and walked to Cai Gen,
"Master, I've taken care of it, lifted all his seals, and restored his memory."
Not to mention Cai Gen's expression, even Xiao Sun's expression was dull.
Deal with it well, is that what you mean?
The instinctive state of amnesia cannot be defeated.
Now that it's fine and the shackles are completely released, what else can be done?
Cai Gen's mind was very confused and he quickly organized his words, hoping to express his meaning through more concise words.
To deal with means to dispose of, eliminate, and punish to death.
How can you still misunderstand the words you invented?
How can one make a mistake in this profession?
I finally gave up all my complaints, organized my words, and was just about to speak.
Hou Gangjie saw Cai Gen's strange expression, and immediately understood, and wrote a word to everyone who had fainted.
"Awake!"
One word spread, and everyone who had been thrown or electrocuted woke up.
Seeing that Cai Gen's expression remains strange, could it be that he is reluctant to let go of himself?
Hou Gangjie shook his head with a smile, bowed again, returned to Cai Gen's body, and disappeared.
He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound. Cai Gen regretted it.
Why can't I use my mouth at this critical moment?
Don’t you know the usual style of these people?
You just leave after you finish your work. They have been trained uniformly.
Saying more words is a luxury.
Immediately, Cai Gen thought of something more important.
Even if you don’t deal with that red thing, you can just let Hou Gangjie write the word “rich” on his chest.
Or to be more informal, write the word "money", and your life will take off from now on.
As a result, I was so talkative that I just didn't rush to speak, and I didn't understand anything.
He raised his palm and started to slap his mouth. All good things were delayed on this mouth.
Xiaosun didn't wait until Hou Gangjie left, then bandaged Zhen Shuiyin's forehead with gauze and stopped the bleeding.
"Third uncle, what are you doing? Your mouth hurts?"
Zhen Shuiyin woke up and saw what happened. She immediately understood that someone was out of Cai Gen's body and quickly asked,
"Brother Cai, who is this?
Wait a minute, don't tell me, let me guess.
The words can connect to the three realms of the gods, and the sacred relics stored in the furnace can reach all the heavens.
Oh my god, isn’t this the god Cangjie?”
Cai Gen stopped slapping his mouth.
"One set after another? I don't know whether the word is divine or not. Anyway, the recipes I used to cook were all written by him.
God, I'm so depressed that I'm delaying important things."
Xiao Sun would definitely not know that the big thing Cai Gen mentioned was that he didn't write the money. He thought Cai Gen was worried about that red thunder.
"Third uncle, it's okay. The worst thing is, you can commit suicide again and call a great god to come out."
Cai Gen's head was shaking like a rattle. If Xiao Sun hadn't been dying just now, he wouldn't have used that suicide technique.
Who knows when the suicide method will fail?
Who knows what the price of suicide is?
"Forget it, let's try to communicate. Judging from his attitude towards Hou Gangjie just now, he still has a conscience."
Cai Gen walked towards the kneeling skinny guy, but he didn't go too close and stood far away.
"Hey, what's your name, Hong Lei? Can we communicate?"
