Chapter 39: Abducting Wen Houzi

  When Lin Beigang first arrived, he also thought about communicating with people. However, later on, he found that almost all the hunters were illiterate, and Cui Shi Alan could vaguely understand his meaning, so he put it aside. Now, taking a glance, he must have an effective way to communicate with people. Lin Beigang thinks that this method is best to write words.

  Lin Bei is now speechless, probably because the structure of snakes and humans is completely different, equivalent to Lin Bei becoming mute. However, Lin Bei has never learned sign language, and even relying on his tail can't draw anything out, so writing seems more reliable.

  Although classical Chinese is said to be very difficult, Lin Bei still has some foundation in it. As long as he studies for a period of time, writing the characters of this era will not be difficult. At that time, he can express his own thoughts and ideas.

  Wanting to achieve this, then now is the time to study, find some ancient books. Oh, in this era, it should still be bamboo slips, and it seems that only high-ranking officials and aristocrats have bamboo slips, while those from humble backgrounds are too few. However, Lin Bei seems to recall that Jiulang said his family has a husband's book? Then how can one express the desire for bamboo slips?

  Jiulang saw Lin Bei staring at him and felt a chill run down his spine. "Sir, what are you looking at me for?"

  Lin Bei didn't say anything.

  "Is there anywhere I'm needed?"

  Lin Bei quickly nodded, this kid isn't stupid after all.

  However, Lin Bei soon realized that he had overestimated him. Jiulang learned from Cui Shi Alan's way of asking questions and asked Lin Bei what he needed. He asked for half an hour but never mentioned the bamboo slips or knowledge.

  Jiulang had already drunk several mouthfuls of water, but he felt his throat was on fire. This was because he was anxious. When the adults needed his help, he didn't know what to do, so Jiulang became anxious and flustered.

  Lin Bei thought that asking this way wasn't a big deal, because if the person being asked couldn't think of it from that angle, they would never reach an agreement. Lin Bei started drawing characters on the ground with his tail.

  "Characters? Are you referring to written characters? But sir, I don't recognize the characters you've written?"

  "Rub, can't your wooden brain think of bamboo slips from the word? Lin Bei cursed silently, but had to suppress the anxiety in his heart, thought for a moment, and finally wrote a simple 'person' character."

  "Sir, I know this character, it's a 'person' character, Master taught us before."

  It's okay, you finally attended kindergarten and can recognize that this is a character for "person". Also, let Lin Bei know that the ancient way of writing the character for "person" was like this.

  Jiulang was able to recognize the characters, which was a good sign. Lin Bei continued to write with renewed effort, but unfortunately Jiulang didn't seem to be taking his studies seriously and couldn't recognize what Lin Bei had written, frustrating him. One person writing and the other recognizing, in the end Jiulang made an educated guess: "Husband... master?"

  "I understand." Hu Tou had been watching from the side, feeling anxious for them. He hastily said: "Sir, your meaning is to have Jiu Lang find a husband over? Let him come and recognize the characters you wrote? And then let the husband inform us?"

  Lin Beishen let out a deep sigh, damn it, he finally said something right... half of it, anyway. This method might just work.

  "Ah, the adults are looking for my husband?" Jiulang said with some difficulty: "The adults don't know, my husband's surname is Bian. His temperament is like this, people with knowledge always have to be a bit proud. It's just because Father and Husband Bian have some friendship that he came to our house to stay for a while. Normally I don't dare disturb him."

  Lin glared at him with a raised eyebrow.

  "Alright, sir, I understand. Sir, don't worry, even if my father scolds me, I'll bring Bian Fuzi to you, but sir, you won't eat him, will you?"

  Lin Beixin said I was wrong, but still shook his head, afraid that this kid would misunderstand.

  "Hu Tou beat the edge drum and said: "The master has said that he will not eat people, Jiulang, let your husband come for a visit. Ah, right, Master, if it's like this, others will also know about you, is there no problem with this?"

  Lin Bei shook his head, it's no big deal, these hunters have to consider the relationship between neighbors, but Lin Bei doesn't need to, he's a snake body now, he can run away at any time, what is he afraid of.

  "Alright, since you say so, I'll bring Fuzi over next time. Let me think of an excuse to trick him into coming."

  Lin Beifan rolled his eyes, still wanting to make excuses? Still wanting next time? Directly take him out and be done with it. He pointed at the tiger's head, letting him help watch the house here, then had Jiulang follow him. If he wanted to leave the forest, today was the day to settle this matter.

  "Sir...like this...sir, I'm not ready yet, sir...oh dear."

  Jiulang was forced by Lin Bei, unwillingly walking outwards, but there was nothing he could do. Lin Bei didn't say a word, his actions spoke for him. The overbearing Lin Bei let Jiulang experience his domineering aura for the first time, and that's just how ruthless snakes are.

  Hutou watched Lin Bei and Jiulang leave, could only sigh with a bitter smile. The master was angry and he didn't dare to speak, could only honestly stay here and help Lin Bei watch the house.

  Lin Beiyilu took Jiulang out of Feishan, moving very quickly without any delay. He glanced up at the sun in the sky and continued on his way.

  "Sir, are you going into Xishan Village? Sir, this will scare others."

  Lin Bei stopped at last, pointing to a clump of grass beside him and then gesturing towards Xishan Village in the distance, meaning "I'll wait here for you, go bring out Master Fu".

  Jiulang also understood Lin Bei's meaning and looked at Lin Bei with a bitter face.

  Lin Beichao shrunk into the weeds, this weather is unbearable outside, too hot. Jiulang took a look and sighed, he resigned himself to his fate, turned around and headed towards the countryside.

  The weeds were a bit shady, but they couldn't block out the sunlight. Lin Bei found that the sun in this era was particularly toxic, probably around 40 degrees Celsius. After staying for a while, he felt dizzy and quickly rolled up some of the weeds beside him and spread them on his body, remaining still, which made him feel slightly better.

  Quietly waiting for Jiulang's arrival, Lin Bei didn't have to wait long. Soon, he saw the large wooden door open and Jiulang half-supporting a middle-aged man in his 40s walking over. The middle-aged man was talking non-stop, but they were too far away, so Lin Bei couldn't hear what he was saying. However, Jiulang's reaction was clear to Lin Bei - he looked like he had given up, and it seemed that he had indeed forcibly taken this Mr. Bian out.

  "You little brat, how dare you humiliate me like this...no distinction between superior and inferior..." The two had already approached each other, and Lin Bei heard the flustered voice of Bian Fuzi.

  Jiulang's face had completely turned black.