"You little bastard is so courageous!"

The fat old man grinned,

It was the first time I smiled in front of Su Wu.

While peeling off the meat from the two dog legs on the cutting board, he said: "The old man has been to Mantou Mountain several times in the past, and he either saw tombstones everywhere on the roadside, or corpses hanging on wooden poles.

Swaying in the wind on the mountain,

This is how you see the house,

This is also the first time the old man has heard of it.

But the method of paving rice always works!

You go under that table,

Bring me that book box,

I want to write down what you said."

"Yes, yes!" Su Wu responded quickly, went under the table pointed by the fat old man, moved out the book box, and found the only book inside.

He pretended to open it casually and looked at it.

There are some circles, triangles, squares and other strange symbols on them.

There wasn't a word he knew at all!

Is this the secret inheritance and recording method of the Kitchen God Sect?

Su Wu thought in his mind,

He handed the book and charcoal to the fat old man.

The fat old man took the things,

But he glared at Su Wu: "You little brat, you don't have any rules!

This is the secret practice strategy of the master of my ‘Yinxi’ lineage. Where can you read it at will?

Just what you did just now,

The old man should blind your eyes!"

The fat old man was talking,

At the same time, he picked up a sharp knife and stabbed it to scare Su Wu.

However, Su Wu saw that he was joking with her, but he was not afraid at all. He still stretched his head to see the secret cultivation strategy of the so-called 'Yinxi' pulse master.

While looking at it, he said: "These are all written with circles and squares. I can't understand what is written at all.

Even if others look at it,

What’s the use if you can’t understand?”

"You can't read,

Of course I can't understand it.

If a literate scholar comes to see it, he will definitely understand this secret strategy of inheritance!" The fat old man said very firmly, casually putting down the sharp knife - but he didn't care that Su Wu was peeping from the side.

I don’t even mean to poke the other person’s eyes out,

He turned the yellowed book to the last page,

Start sketching on it with charcoal pencil,

A circle, two triangles, a circle above and a triangle below...

"Master, what is this written about?" Su Wu asked.

"Written by you - Piggy,

I came across a lot of empty houses in Mantou Mountain." The fat old man answered casually.

Su Wu looked at the lines of words written casually by the fat old man.

a moment of silence,

He whispered: "Master, I know a few words, please don't lie to me..."

When I heard him say that he knew a few words,

The fat old man's writing movement suddenly stopped.

The stubby finger pointed at a circle on the top and a square shape on the bottom and said: "The word Zhenshi? What does this word mean?"

Su Wu looked at the fat old man speechlessly,

He can still guess and understand many traditional Chinese characters from the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Even though the current period of history is mixed with weirdness and may be hidden in the layers of history and unknown to most people,

But Chinese characters have been passed down for thousands of years.

Nor will it be distorted in this period of history alone.

What the fat old man wrote were not Chinese characters at all.

How can he guess?

"master,

The things you wrote are not words that I know..." Su Wu said softly.

The fat old man scratched his head,

Looking at Su Wu's face,

He scratched his head again.

Suddenly put down the charcoal pencil,

He slapped Su Wu on the head: "You bastard, since you know how to read, why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you have to watch me make a fool of myself?!"

"You didn't even give me a chance to say it..."

"How dare you talk back! How dare you talk back!"

"..."

At this moment, Su Wu finally understood - the things that the fat old man had sketched on the pages of the book were neither a type of writing that was taught secretly by the Kitchen God Cult, nor were they Chinese characters.

Those ghost-drawing symbols are all an 'original' recording method created by the fat old man himself.

Only he can understand what is written on the pages!

——If the painting is too complicated, sometimes he himself cannot understand it.

The fat old man himself can’t read at all!

"Since you know the words,

Then write down what you saw and heard last night." The fat old man slapped Su Wu on the head several times.

The look in Su Wu's eyes became more and more satisfied.

I didn't expect that,

This wild boar who grew up eating hundreds of meals,

Not only is he brave and capable of getting things done,

I actually know some words!

The fat old man was filled with joy of finding a treasure.

He handed the pen and paper to Su Wu and went to cook a pot - this time instead of using the fat poured from the pottery pot, he dug out a spoonful of snow-white lard from a small jar.

The old man added some firewood to the stove.

Use the spatula to knock the firewood pot into a clinking sound.

While cooking,

While looking at Su Wu who was writing words on the paper, he said with a smile: "After a while, when we open a temple in this village, you can record all the things that the old man has recorded in words again!

These two younger brothers and sisters, teach them how to read when you have time!"

"Thank you brother!"

Without the fat old man saying anything, the boy who had been sitting obediently on the bench quickly stood up and bowed to Su Wu in a decent manner.

A kid like him who eats a lot of food,

The best at observing words and expressions,

It has been seen that the master in charge of the stove is very fond of Su Wu.

From now on, he will have to earn a living under the hands of Grandpa Zhang Zao.

Naturally, he knew how to please Su Wu.

Especially when the other party may teach you how to read.

"No need to thank you." Su Wu smiled and looked at the other little girl who just stood up and saluted.

The little boy quickly helped explain: "She is mute and can't speak!"

"That's right..."

Su Wu looked at the little girl with a hint of pity.
To be continued...