Liang Chuan told Meng Liangchen to write two advertising slogans, and He Baozheng asked him to write the mosquito coil on the paper. Not to mention, the mosquito coil drawn by this boy with a small brush was really highly restored, and there were still stains on the ground. There are a few dead mosquitoes that look good. At least the audience can tell that these circles are specially used to kill mosquitoes.
You can't just make one advertisement, you have to draw several and post it in several places to achieve a range effect. There is no copy machine here, so every piece has to be drawn again. When Meng Liangchen picked up the pen, the aura around him changed instantly. After many times of tempering, what I wrote turned out to be somewhat similar.
While Meng Liangchen was writing, Liang Chuan continued to flip through his collection. The book on the Taiping Administration just now was from the collection of two prime ministers. When Liang Chuan read it, he had a suspicion in his mind that he could get the treasures of the great ministers of the two dynasties. , will he be an ordinary person? . He should not be an ordinary poor scholar.
After looking at these books up and down, a book caught Liang Chuan's eyes. When Liang Chuan saw this book, he felt like he was getting an electric shock. His body was trembling slightly, his soul was a little wandering, and his breathing was a little short, because the book was written There are three big characters in block letters - push and memorize the picture!
yes! Why didn't Liang Chuan think of this? Many ancient prophecies passed down from ancient times to modern times are scorned by modern people, thinking that they are just nonsense made up by book friends. It doesn't matter that it happened and then was invented. But what exactly did the prophecy say before this happened? . .
The title of this book is so damn loud. Many literati have interpreted it in various ways that are both reasonable and unbelievable. In the end, they can only come to one conclusion: it is so evil!
Liang Chuan stood in front of the bookshelf in a daze, fighting fiercely in his heart. His hand was left in the air like a sculpture for a long time, and he neither let go nor took it back to flip the book. As a man in two lives, he experienced two incredible adventures, one happened to himself and the other happened in the home of the master Linghu Chuan. Both times made him full of awe of theological orthodoxy.
He was a complete atheist before, but now. .
If this theory and backstory are true, does it mean that there really are supernatural powers in this world, and he still has hope of returning to his original world.
Liang Chuan didn't have a wife or even a girlfriend in his original world, but his parents were still alive. When he held Yiniang in his arms at night, he often imagined that it would be great if he could bring this beautiful daughter-in-law home to show his parents. . .
Driven by strong curiosity, Liang Chuan unknowingly opened this magical book. There were two names on the title page, Yuan Tiangang on the left and Li Chunfeng on the right! It was the two of them who wrote this book. I never expected that the fantasy story in Journey to the West would happen to Liang Chuan one day.
Liang Chuan's breathing became faster and faster, and he was so nervous that he could hear his own heartbeat clearly. He didn't read the previous content, because all of it had already happened. This verifies the authenticity of this book. You can only read what hasn't happened yet! These are the last few hexagrams that only Liang Chuan can understand!
"The third elephant prophecy says: The sun and moon are in the sky, shining down on the earth below, confusing and confusing, not only in literature but also in martial arts."
"The Thirty-Fifth Elephant Prophecy says: Someone from the West will set foot on the sacred capital. The emperor will not return when he leaves. The three platforms will support him."
The Thirty Nine Elephant prophecies: Birds have no legs, there is a moon on the mountains, the sun rises, and everyone cries. . "
Just by turning to these two pages, Liang Chuan's eyes were already dark, his mind was blank, and his ears were filled with tinnitus. Because he knows the secrets of this period of history, he can understand the content of these two hexagrams just by looking at the literal meaning.
Not to mention the third one, anyone who lives in the 21st century and has received nine years of compulsory education will probably understand that the sun and the moon shine in the sky. There is only one person in history, the first orthodox queen in Chinese history. ——Wu Zhao and Wu Zetian.
Whether the emperor comes out or not, Santai Fuqing tells the story of Emperor Xianfeng who fled to Rehe in the late Qing Dynasty and died of illness in Rehe the following year. Three representatives of the Westernization movement, Zuo Zongtang, Li Hongzhang and Zhang Zhidong, helped the building to collapse. When the sun rises, everyone cries. It is a sad time for all Chinese people.
The wheel of history will not be deflected just because we have reached this era. It will roll away like a torrent. Under the general trend, everyone's fate in history is already doomed. . It seems that what the push and back pictures said is correct, and my own history is consistent with historical facts, and there has been no effect change due to the time travel of my little butterfly. In this case, I am considered a person who has read the guide. Am I cheating?
There's nothing you can do about it. Time travel itself is cheating, and you're not talking about fairness. You're here, so let's have fun with it! I didn't live a happy life in my last life. Look at the big world. In this life, I have the advantage of unequal information. How can I miss such a good opportunity?
When Meng Liangchen was lost in thought in Liang Chuan, he quickly drew several advertisements for Liang Chuan. They were purely handmade, with handsome and powerful handwriting and vivid and lifelike images. He Baozheng held the drawing with great pleasure, not even paying attention to Liang Chuan who was standing aside in a daze.
The next day, He Baozheng cooked a pot of rice paste, added some kudzu root powder into it, and simmered it over a warm fire until it became thick. This rice paste was very sticky. During the Chinese New Year, every household posted Spring Festival couplets like this. He Baozheng took the rice paste and first pasted it on the wall paper outside the Fengshan Wanda store. Then he pasted one on the two restaurants that delivered mosquito repellent incense. He also pasted a few on the corners where the shops along the street posted notices. Then he said: Returned to Helu happily. I hope this mosquito coil will become more popular.
But whether it was an accident or man-made, He Baozheng sent Ye Xiaochai to the store the next day. He had just unloaded the bamboo weaving from the cattle cart. When he looked up, he saw that the advertisement he posted yesterday had disappeared! I applied it myself yesterday, and Mihu also prepared it myself. There should be no problem with the stickiness. There was no strong wind yesterday, so why did it disappear?
He Baozheng went to Xiatinglou, Dadi Restaurant, and the places where he had posted advertisements on the street, and found that all the advertisements he had posted had disappeared! He Baozheng was furious. Could it be that someone saw that his business was booming and deliberately made trouble for him?
If Yiliangchuan fell off, it would be okay, but if there is something wrong with all the mosquito-repellent incense advertisements, it would be a big problem! Liang Chuan stood at the spot where the advertisement was posted, cursing with his hands on his waist for a long time, and greeted several generations of the evildoers' ancestors, but no one came forward. He Baozheng thought for a while, but he had no choice but to drive back to Helu and tell Liang Chuan about it.
Liang Chuan thought over and over again and felt that this incident was definitely not a coincidence, and there must be something shady behind it. In order to confirm the coincidence of this matter, Liang Chuan asked He Baozheng to ask Meng Liangchen again to draw two more advertisements. This time, not more, just two. If someone is sincerely causing trouble, even one picture will be torn away!
The next day, He Baozheng posted an advertisement on the door of Wanbian store, and asked Ye Xiaochai to take a look at it. Unexpectedly, when Ye Xiaochai sold a batch of bamboo baskets, the advertisement on the wall was torn off again!
"What kind of guy is it to hide? If you want this piece of paper, just come to this old man and ask for it. There are so many old men!" There was a constant flow of people outside the store, but He Baozheng cursed until his throat broke, but no one came to answer.
He Baozheng had no choice but to put up the last advertisement, and then took action personally, using his own bullwhip, and stood up at the corner outside the store, coldly observing the movement on the wall of the Wanda store.
Not long after, a young man with disheveled clothes sneaked up to the advertisement. His appearance was unclear and his attire was sloppy. The young man looked around and saw that there was no one around. He raised and lowered his hands and quickly started to remove the advertisement on the wall!
"I'll let you tear it apart!" He Baozheng raised his bullwhip, slanted his spear out from the corner, rounded his forearm, and whipped it hard at the young man, who was tearing up an advertisement and also Before he could react, he received a strong whip on his head. He covered his head with his hand and screamed in pain.
He Baozheng succeeded with one blow and was about to beat the drowned dog. He raised his hand again. The young man on the ground was beaten in pain and shouted quickly: "Master Taishan, it's me!"
What! A cry went straight to He Baozheng's heart. Who else would call him that except the bastard husband He Changgui whose daughter was not up to expectations?
He Baozheng pulled He Changgui's shoulders, and used a bullwhip with his other hand to spread his hair. There was oil on his face. A closer look between his brows revealed that it was indeed his son-in-law, He Changgui, who he wished would die outside and never come back!
"You still have the nerve to come back! You made Yu'e and Chunhua suffer so much. You just patted your butt and went out to live happily for so many years without even sending a single penny. Your wife and children almost starved to death in front of my house without being able to open the pot. , you still have the fucking nerve to come back, I won’t beat you to death today!”
It's okay not to say it, but the more He Baozheng said it, the angrier he became. After this unsatisfactory thing deceived his daughter, he made his daughter hungry and full, and had no life. Only after following Li Erhua did he live like a human being. , all this was thanks to this bastard son-in-law. He got angry and hit He Changgui with two heavy whips on his forehead.
"Stop beating, stop beating!" He Changgui knelt on the ground, hugging He Baozheng's legs and begging for mercy, "My father-in-law, my son-in-law has realized his mistake. I will treat them well when I come back this time, and I will never gamble again! "He Changgui was so hysterical that he burst into tears, which forced He Baozheng to feel compassion. The whip stopped in the air and could not be struck down.
After all, he is also his daughter's man, alas, he can only accept his fate.
"If you don't tell me today why you stole this piece of paper, I still want you to look good!" He Baozheng didn't understand what else would this rotten son-in-law do besides gambling and tricking his own son into gambling together? If you don’t know a word, why would you expose this advertisement?
"This..." He Changgui squeaked.
"Say it quickly!" He Baozheng was really angry. He was so sorry. Who was wrong with him? It was his useless son-in-law. How could he not be angry?
"I just returned to Fengshan a few days ago and saw you selling this thing. When I entered the pavilion, I asked if the price was still low... I just wanted to tinker with some and sell it myself..." He Changgui said timidly.
