"Ah, I forgot about this..."
The young master held a pair of thin white paper talisman figures, and the mouth and ears of the little figure were heavily smeared with cinnabar.
"Foreman Wang, give this paper man to the alien just now."
With a very low and soft voice, Foreman Wang, who was several miles away, seemed to have heard the order. A flattering smile appeared on his face and he trotted back.
A quarter of an hour later, Foreman Wang left in a hurry, folding his hands in front of his chest, with a white paper talisman lying quietly in his hands.
The young master picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth. The wine was as clear as a transparent green liquid and flowed down. He drank it all in one gulp.
"It's a pity that the good wine that was specially prepared was wasted because people are unwilling to drink it..."
As he sighed, a look of pity flashed across his emerald green pupils, but he didn't know whether it was a pity that he wasted the wine or a pity that he couldn't get Zhang Zheng to drink it.
No one knows.
The young master suddenly turned his head and looked at the other side covered by the mine. His voice was soft and coquettish, "Daddy, I want to sleep."
Zhang Zheng stopped again, turned around from a distance, and his light eyes fell on Foreman Wang, who felt as if there were several thorns piercing his body.
No sound.
Zhang Zheng called out: "Young Master? Are you still listening?"
Going back was also mining, so Zhang Zheng deliberately slowed down his pace, as if he was wandering around in the mining field.
It turns out she knew.
After finishing everything, he straightened up stiffly and stood beside the young master with an expressionless face. His distant gaze did not land on anything and he just watched quietly.
Still no sound.
The man in gray robe stepped from behind the mine and reached out to take off his large gray robe. He was tall and majestic, and the well-fitting gray robe seemed particularly wide for the immature young master.
Zhang Zheng stretched out his hand to hold Na Yaguo, who was overly nervous and anxious, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm fine. If the young master wants to hurt me, can I still stand in front of you safe and sound?"
Zhang Zheng took the white paper talisman and thanked him with a smile: "Foreman Wang, please send it to me for your hard work."
If the young master's eyes are as green as lakes, then his eyes are like the green mountains after the rain. The rich colors are like splashed ink, and the green is so green that it turns black.
The gray robe was gently covered on the young master who was sleeping with his eyes closed on the recliner, revealing his true appearance.
There were few voices, and the sound of banging stones could be heard one after another.
But Zhang Zheng knew that he was not a hard-working old scalper, but a blood-sucking landlord who oppressed the old scalpers and farmers.
Foreman Wang felt anxious and raised his head suddenly. He was shocked to see that she had actually left like that, and she was walking very fast, but she was already several feet away in an instant.
Na Yaguo suddenly lowered her head, tangled her index fingers uneasily, and asked: "Did you eavesdrop on me again? Did he tell you that I am an idiot?"
Foreman Wang's face turned pale and ugly. I don't know whether he was tired or angry, or maybe both.
After looking through it for a while, he couldn't see anything strange. Zhang Zheng carefully placed the white paper talisman behind his ear.
The next moment, the young master's childish and arrogant voice came, "I forgot to mention, my name is Na Yao, I just want to tell you, you still call me little master, what is your name?"
Zhang Zheng then took off the talisman and looked at it for a moment, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that this talisman could not only send messages in real time like the Lu family's jade medal, but could also store messages like the messaging talisman.
"I forgot to mention it. My name is Na Yao. I just want to tell you that you should still call me young master. What is your name?"
The depressing tones weave into a picture of suffering. The dull colors weigh on everyone's nerves, the heavy burden weighs on their backs, and their expressions are indifferent.
Zhang Zheng turned around casually and watched Foreman Wang's slightly fat body rolling towards him from a short distance away.
"It's nothing, I just heard the young master mentioned it and I was a little curious."
Foreman Wang was not grateful at all. When he saw that the task was completed, he rolled his eyes, gave her a vicious look, threw up his sleeves and left.
"Foreman Wang, why are you so anxious to find me?"
Although Na Yaguo didn't know why she suddenly asked about the ear talisman, she still nodded honestly, "I know, the ear talisman is the simplest witchcraft. Why did I suddenly ask about this?"
"The young master asked me to give you something."
Zhang Zheng didn't hide anything and nodded slightly.
She avoided the question of what the young master asked her to do without leaving a trace, and casually changed the subject by asking, "By the way, do you know the ear-teller?"
Seeing Zhang Zheng's figure from a distance, Na Yaoguo's eyes widened in anticipation, and she jumped towards Zhang Zheng.
After a stalemate for a while, Foreman Wang approached Zhang Zheng and said through gritted teeth, "Put it behind your ear when you use it. You can exchange messages with the young master."
He spread his hands, and there was a thin white paper talisman lying in the palm of his hand. The mouth and ears were painted with cinnabar, which was exaggeratedly red.
It is somewhat similar to the Lu family's communication jade token, but I don't know if there is any distance limit. If it can communicate thousands of miles, it must be a rare good thing.
It's really useful. A flash of interest flashed in Zhang Zheng's eyes, and he said easily: "My name is Shui Qingzheng."
Stopping hastily in front of Zhang Zheng, Na Yaoguo walked around her to observe, and asked nervously: "Sister, are you okay? What did Yao Nao ask you to do? Did he hurt you?"
Except for a sudden sound.
"Little girls, stop!"
Zhang Zheng took off the white paper talisman and put it behind his ear again, and the sound came again.
Zhang Zheng knew that Na Yao Nai was the young master's name.
After saying this, Zhang Zheng turned around neatly and walked away.
The man stood there blankly for a long time, then suddenly leaned close to the young master who was sleeping peacefully, carefully twisting the corners of his gray robe with his broad palms to cover the young master's exposed hands.
Watching Foreman Wang's retreating figure, Zhang Zheng looked at the white paper talisman curiously. It looked very ordinary and rough in workmanship, just like the paper figures cut out by ordinary children for fun.
Everything you see is tired-looking mine soil and rocks, dark black mines, light brown stone walls, dark yellow soil and sand... mixed with gray figures that keep shaking with small movements.
Foreman Wang was so tired that he squatted on the ground, gasping for air. He was wearing khaki clothes today, and his broad back looked like an old ox plowing the ground.
Foreman Wang secretly rolled his eyes, gasping for air, but didn't respond, wanting to tell her to wait for his breath to come out.
The two looked at each other, but no one made any move.
He stood up and shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, something happens..."
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Unexpectedly, Zhang Zheng was not the kind of master who was willing to wait. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I think Foreman Wang is fine, so I will leave."
"Foreman Wang, if you have anything to say, please hurry up."
You must know that the Lu family's jade communication tablet is a good thing that has not been passed down to others, but wouldn't the white paper talisman with both functions be even more rare?
If it can be used in the world of cultivation, many monks will definitely flock to it.
Under the gray robe is a handsome man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.
"I told my sister that I have the worst qualifications among the brothers and sisters in the tribe, and I had some brain problems when I was a child. Because I couldn't learn the ear-stealing charm when I was a child, they lied to me and said that I could just apply blood on the paper figurine.
Learned..."
Zhang Zheng had nothing to say, sixty brothers and sisters, sixty ear-stealing talismans, she actually believed it and wiped them all with blood?
Is this really stupid, or is it just a trick?
Na Yaoguo suddenly raised her head and looked at Zhang Zheng, her eyes filled with tears. The sparkling tears washed through her pupils, and the light green color actually showed two points of rich colors.
Chapter completed!