After squeaking for a long time, Bai Yujun calmed down and began to study why this happened.
After thinking about it carefully, I found that I had taken it for granted, thinking that by refining Henggu, I could speak human words. This idea was very naive and impossible to achieve.
In reality, if a person does not speak for a short period of time, it will not affect his language ability, but if the time is too long, the problem will be serious. For example, there was a man who had been on the run for many years. In order to prevent exposure, he remained mute in civilian clothes for ten years. He was later arrested and had not spoken a word for ten years. When the police interrogated him, they found that he had actually become mute and lost the ability to speak.
Although Bai Yujun was a human in her previous life, this does not mean that she was able to speak immediately after transforming into a human and refining her crossbones.
After more than sixty years, I have long forgotten how to pronounce it.
Not speaking for a long time will lead to the degeneration of oral muscles. In other words, Bai Yujun's oral muscles are just in shape and cannot pronounce through air vibration. The reason why the throat can pronounce is because the throat learns to control vibrations. It takes many years of practice to let the muscle tissue have muscles. memory.
Bai Yujun's current situation is that the brain can organize sentences but the throat cannot express them. The throat muscles need to be learned from the most basic childhood.
It is said that it is so miraculous that one can speak immediately after taking shape and refining the crossbones.
Therefore, Bai Yujun could only exercise her throat muscles a little bit on the road and start learning pronunciation in preschool...
"Ah~"
"Oh~"
"Goose~"
I couldn't pronounce simple syllables accurately either. Every time a syllable went off track, I would get upset. I would either shake my head or hit my head to remember the pronunciation of the syllables.
Chu Zhe quietly watched Bai Yujun babbling and learning to talk. It was very cute. Every time he shook his head, his black hair was flying and his troubled expression was heart-wrenching, like a toddler.
Feeling that Bai Yujun was stupid and couldn't even learn how to speak, Chu Zhe couldn't help but teach him personally.
"Your way is wrong. Say it after me, ah~ the tone is elongated."
"Yes, that's it. You learn quickly when your voice is long."
"Remember me, me~"
Chu Zhe pointed at himself and then at Bai Yujun, using a simple and effective method to practice pronunciation. Not to mention that the effect was really good. Bai Yujun suspected that this senior brother was a bit unqualified for not becoming a kindergarten teacher.
The green grass was green, and four figures walked quickly, leaving behind Bai Yujun's babbling and Xu Ling and Yang Mu's laughter...
On the stone bridge over the waterfall, Chu Zhe, sweating profusely, taught the beauty to correct her pronunciation errors...
In a small town, Chu Zhe pointed to the store plaque and asked Bai Yujun to read it word by word. If the reading was wrong, he would lose one good pill...
Bai Yujun looked at the fewer and fewer good pills in his hand and wanted to cry without tears...
In the inn, under the moonlight, two figures sit by the lotus pond to correct their pronunciation. The moonlight in the lotus pond accompanies the beauty, attracting the envy of countless people...
Chu Zhe found that he couldn't understand himself. She was obviously a monster. Even if he didn't kill her, he couldn't be like this. He always felt that she was not one of those ferocious monsters, but more like a stupid girl. She would tilt her head curiously at all times, and she was very good at talking. Slow, her eyebrows furrowed pitifully whenever she encountered a problem, she always tossed and turned when she couldn't see her, and couldn't look away when we walked together.
Xu Ling is still optimistic and can't move when she sees something interesting.
Yang Mu changed his book and bought it at a bookstore in a certain county. At that time, the clerk mysteriously took him to the back room of the bookstore and carefully took out a few unofficial biographies, which were all about various scandals of royal nobles and ghost legends. Books that cannot be circulated openly, well, Yang Mu likes them very much.
Passing through Liucheng, Chu Zhe felt that he was too tired from traveling continuously and rested in the city for two days.
That night, it was said that scholars from the vicinity of Liu were holding a poetry conference in Qingyuan. Xu Ling, who learned the news, must go to see the legendary romantic talent. The three Chunyang disciples put on ordinary clothes and went to Qingyuan, not to mention , No matter how plainly a cultivator dresses, they cannot hide their extraordinary aura.
Scholar Yang Muxue was holding a folding fan, but Bai Yujun looked like he was holding a sword.
Qingyuan, the largest and most beautiful garden in Tongliu City, was a gathering place built by the local richest man for scholars. Scholars could come and go as they pleased. In the Tang Dynasty, when the literary style was at its peak, it could be said that every city had such a place. Poetry conferences were often held here, and those who stood out were countless.
The four of them entered Qingyuan easily with this outfit.
Lanterns were hung high in the sky with a full moon, and Qingyuan was very lively.
Of course, the gathering of scholars is indispensable without the brothel girls performing on the stage to add to the fun. There are also countless dim sum shops setting up stalls in the garden, and there are also beautiful lanterns. Even the lotus pond is filled with lotus lanterns. Unlike the deserted ones on Huashan Mountain, the secular world is very lively. , exciting and colorful, which makes people forget to leave.
Of course, the most important thing is the rich daughter of a powerful family.
Countless poor scholars have a dream, that is, to use their talents to attract the attention of the rich ladies from big families and win the beauties. They dream that if they have beauties, they can reach the sky. There are countless folk stories about the ladies from rich families who fell in love with poor scholars. In the end, The high-ranking one is a poor scholar who became the consort and became famous.
Xu Ling and Bai Yujun grabbed the dessert with both hands and ate it happily. Chu Zhe just smiled lightly and attracted the eyes of countless young ladies. Yang Mu didn't even look at those rich ladies but was interested in juggling by spitting fire. Maybe he didn't understand. Why can you breathe fire even without using magic?
“Eat~delicious~”
Bai Yujun could only say two words, then stretched out her slender hand and handed Chu Zhe a piece of sweet cake to repay the hard-working language teacher.
Chu Zhe happily took the sweet cake and put it in his mouth. It was very sweet, sweet to the core.
The most famous thing in Qingyuan is the Buyue Tower located in the center of the garden. The Buyue Tower is actually a three-story pavilion built on a high stone bridge. It is very beautiful and spectacular. The fine wood and bluestone become magical under the hands of skilled craftsmen. The curtains were hung, and bursts of joy and laughter could be heard.
Bai Yujun stared curiously at the dancer dancing on the lanterns in the middle of the lotus pond. The vigorous dances in modern discotheques were far inferior to this one. Qiao Qing's figure, her movements, her charm, her allure, the literati's little life was really happy. .
Bai Yujun didn't notice that many people were staring at him, some were envious, jealous, and more greedy, eager to eat it in one bite.
Suddenly, with a keen sense of smell, he picked up the smell of fur that had not been washed for a long time in the crowd.
The smell is unforgettable once you smell it, the smell of wild wolf fur.
The three of them grabbed Xu Ling and issued a warning using their unskilled language skills.
"There is, the demon is here."
Xu Ling and Yang Mu were stunned. They didn't realize what Bai Yujun was saying. Instead, Chu Zhe, who often taught Bai Yujun how to speak, understood. Without saying a word, he opened his eyes suddenly using his spiritual power!
In the slightly blurry and slightly shaking picture, there was an obvious aura floating in the crowd, something demonic. I scanned around but couldn't find the demon.
Chu Zhe stopped Yang Mu and Xu Ling from taking out their swords. There was no need to attract attention because the matter was unclear.
"Yujun, can you find the monster?"
Hearing this, Bai Yujun nodded.
"Yes, it needs to be close, but far, no."
Using the words he just learned to answer, Bai Yujun was already excited to be able to speak six words at a time.
