Chapter 145: Asking for help

I took off my tattered robe and folded it into a long strip of cloth on the ground. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Next, pass one end of the cloth between your legs, holding one end of the cloth with your left hand and the other end of the cloth with your right hand. Pulling it up hard, it tightened my crotch. Next, hold the back end of your right hand, pull it to the right side, wrap it around your waist for half a circle, and press it tightly on your lower abdomen. And then ...... There's no need to say it in such detail, anyway, this thing can still be used for emergencies. I learned this trick when I was younger. That day, I was out of school and practiced martial arts by myself...... With a click, my beloved pants cracked, and I was reminded of what I had seen in the cartoon...... To say that the people who drowned in the basin are still of some use, at least, they have made outstanding contributions to the world in solving various problems in the crotch.

Looking at my homemade emergency crotch cloth with satisfaction, I am still smart, if it weren't for me, this little Taoist priest would be finished. The problem with the pants is solved, so what next? It's time to find a way to solve the problems of life, I am a Taoist, I can set up a stall, sell talismans, tell fortunes, write letters, and children in this era don't know whether to write homework or not, otherwise I can write homework on my behalf.

Think about how far my business can go. By the way, I can still be a thug, beating children or something. Oh, by the way, forget the important ones, ghost hunting, that's my main business. I didn't learn ghost hunting with the old Taoist priest who took flowers, let me reminisce about it, reminisce.

Okay, the business scope has been decided, and now it's almost a stall. Where can I get a stall? There's not much fabric left on my body. I looked down at the handkerchief in my hand, which was given to me by the steamed bun girl. This thing can't be used, it's too small, it's not enough to have a crotch, use it to set up a stall? No way!

By the way, I can make a sail with a god operator written on it, and a fortune teller and feng shui or something. But how can you get a sail? First of all, I still need some money.

For a little money, I came up with a good idea. Hehe, of course, this method is not original to me, it is all derived from the wisdom of the broad masses of the people. I found a brick on the side of the road, scratched it on the ground, it worked, I could draw a red line, and the rest was easy.

In a prosperous area, I found a vacant lot, and I began to write in large letters on the ground, writing stroke by stroke - ask for help, I ...... What's my name? Huh? I can't remember it, forget it, just make one up. Asking for help, I, Lu Daqian, am in trouble and penniless. Ask good people to sponsor 10 yuan for the travel fee, go home for the New Year, thank you.

I carefully read the big text I wrote, well, the font is neat, the theme is clear, it's quite like that. It's the one who looks a little weird when he fell so far, but he can't think of anything wrong. Whatever, it's used to beg anyway, so cultured, who still comes out to beg.

After examining the article, I knelt behind the words, put my handkerchief over my head, and hung my head along, waiting for handouts from passers-by.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a bunch of people to be around in front of me.

"What is this drawing?"

"I don't know? It's not like anything. ”

"This ...... It's a word, right? ”

"Is it a word?"

"Well, I know that person."

"It's really a personal word."

"What are these words?"

"I know that person."

"If you look at you, you know the words of a person, and you have the face to say."

"Then you know a lot of words, what do you say he wrote?"

"I know one more word than you do. I don't know anyone else. ”

"Which text do you know more than I do? You say, come. ”

"I just know one more word than you."

"Which text? You say you know one more character than I do, but which one is it? ”

"Forget it, I don't know as many words as you."

"So what kind of garlic do you fill?"

"I'm wrong, can't I be wrong?"

"Hey, you guys, who knows what he wrote this?"

The crowd waved their hands one after another, and no one dared to recognize more words than him.

Mistake, these people don't know how to read, so I didn't write in vain? I don't understand, who will give me money? What to do? What to do? That's right, pinyin...... If you don't know the words, you should always know pinyin.

So, I added pinyin letters to each word, and also marked the tone. However, I think my brain is limited by the IQ of the little Taoists, how can they know pinyin? It's so naΓ―ve. The masses who were originally blinded now don't know how many faces are blinded, and they are all stupid.

"What did he add to it like a ghostly talisman?"

"I don't know, who's going to know what these tadpoles are."

"Boy, what the hell are you writing about?"

"Like, can you write? We don't even know the words written. ”

"It's, that's it, he definitely can't write, he can't read anything but that person."

"Yes, yes, these are not words at all."

Oh my God, what's going on? They don't know how to read, and they are reasonable? I also distorted the facts and said that what I wrote was not a word. Unreasonable, they, is there something wrong with my writing? I've put the pinyin on it.,Elementary school students can understand it.。

"Little Taoist, you better read what you wrote to everyone, we people are illiterate. It's useless for you to write here. A familiar voice came to my ears.

Steamed Bun Girl? Is it really her, or is she reasonable......

"What are you talking nonsense about, little girl? Who is illiterate? Who is illiterate? Didn't I still recognize a person's words? It was he who couldn't write, and the words were not written correctly, so we didn't know him. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, he wrote it wrong. Miss Xiaofang, you can't talk nonsense, why can't we be literate? ”

There was a girl in the village named Xiaofang...... A pair of beautiful big eyes with thick and long braids...... That's the one who sings, right? It's exactly the same, braid girl...... At this moment, her image in my heart has improved a lot, and she looks more beautiful than before.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my lord...... Belch...... I hope that all the villagers can make it convenient and reward me with a few dollars, so that I can return to my hometown and reunite with my family...... I bowed my head and said these words in the most pitiful tone possible.

The crowd of onlookers frowned, showing no sympathy for my misfortune. Even, many enthusiastic onlookers walked away happily as soon as they heard that they were asking for money. I don't take my troubled little Taoist priest in my eyes at all. Okay, you forced me to make a trick, when I watched variety shows for so many years in vain? How to make up my life experience very pitiful with tears in my eyes, so that the audience can sympathize, this trick, I have learned. Look at me, how do you say crying to you hard-hearted melon-eating people...... Hum...... (To be continued.) )