Those years when I started a business in the comprehension world

Wen Xinze held his chopsticks and sat motionless.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Jun glanced at him and urged, "Hurry up, there's still a big plate left!"

"belch……"

"Don't pretend, it's only a piece of meat, you..."

Wen Xinze slapped his chopsticks on the table.

Cheng Jun rolled his eyelids, "What are you doing?"

Wen Xinze stood up, covered his mouth and rushed out the door in a gust of wind.

Wen Xinze: "Ugh—"

Cheng Jun: "..."

Wen Xinze squatted on the stone steps at the door, and vomited up the piece of meat that he swallowed forcefully.

The meat has already been swallowed, and it is not a comfortable thing to regurgitate forcefully, this is entirely because the taste of the medicine is too bitter!

I don't know what ingredients are used to make up that medicine, not only is it so bitter that it makes people tremble, but the aftertaste is also lingering and advancing layer by layer.

Wen Xinze poured two pots of tea, rinsed his mouth until his tongue turned white, but the bitter taste still lingered.

After finishing the third pot of tea, Wen Xinze walked back to the dining room with the empty teapot in his arms.

Cheng Jun looked at him, was silent for a while, and asked, "Is it that bitter?"

Wen Xinze sat down, hugged the empty teapot, and looked blankly at Cheng Jun opposite, "You can try a piece."

Cheng Jun raised his hand to clasp the chopsticks, his eyes fell on the plate of braised pork in the center, he paused slightly, and then let go of the chopsticks again.

Wen Xinze: "?"

Cheng Jun: "I don't have amnesia, what medicine do I take for amnesia?"

Wen Xinze: "..." I don't think you dare.

Cheng Jun picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea, "That's the medicine for your amnesia, take it quickly."

Wen Xinze shook like a rattle: "I won't eat."

What kind of medicine does he take if he is not sick or in pain?

The mouthful of meat before was stuffed into the mouth completely without knowing it, and then he was dazzled by the unexpected bitter taste, and was threatened by Cheng Jun, so he swallowed it abruptly.

Besides, this medicine is for amnesia, and he doesn't really have amnesia. The medicine is not suitable for the disease. He is worried that there will be some problems after taking it, such as diarrhea or something.

The most important thing is - the bitterness is so inhumane that it is not for humans to eat!

Hearing Wen Xinze's resolute refusal, Cheng Jun put down his teacup and stared at Wen Xinze with an unkind expression.

Wen Xinze opened his hands and closed his eyes: "You can strike me with lightning, whether you want it to be medium-rare, medium-rare, or well-done, which is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, it's up to you."

Before the threatening words could be uttered, he was blocked back, Cheng Jun suffocated slightly, and then snorted coldly: "Do you think I can't make you take the medicine except for threatening?"

Wen Xinze opened his eyes: "You want to use a spell on me?"

Cheng Jun sneered, and said disdainfully, "What is your cultivation level? Do I still need my spells to deal with you?"

Early the next morning, Wen Xinze saw how Chengjun got him to take medicine.

The opponent did not use spells, but it was also really nothing new.

The so-called not using spells to make him take medicine is to secretly give him medicine in his meal, which is exactly the same as the way last night.

From this day on, there will always be one or two things in Wen Xinze's diet that Cheng Jun secretly drugged.

Although the method is old-fashioned, it is really hard to guard against.

If Wen Xinze is not paying attention, he will be tricked by the other party.However, with the increase in the number of assassinations, he gradually became alert, and his accuracy in identifying whether eating was drugged also began to increase.

An offensive and defensive battle about taking medicine lasted for three days, and the two sides won [-]-[-].

After three days, Wen Xinze felt very tired, but Cheng Jun gradually became more energetic.

Wen Xinze suspected that the patriarch probably had forgotten the original intention of drugging him, and completely regarded it as a daily fun game.

Wen Xinze held the left half of the wild fruit in his hand, stood beside the wild fruit tree in the other courtyard, spit out the bitter and familiar flesh in his mouth, and looked at the ginkgo tree opposite.

Under the shade of the tree, there is a beauty couch, carved from milky white jade, with a magic circle on it, which is warm and pleasant.This seemingly luxurious thing naturally does not belong to Xuan Qimen, but Cheng Jun's private property.

At this moment, the owner of the beauty couch was half lying on it, with one hand resting on the back of his head, and the other throwing a wild fruit of the same style as Wen Xinze's, smiling happily.

"Change to another one, there are still many fruits on the tree." Cheng Jun turned over, faced Wen Xinze, and lay on his side with his head on one hand.

The unknown wild fruit tree in Wen Xinze's other courtyard can only be said to be short and bald compared to the luxuriant ginkgo tree opposite, but surprisingly, it bears a lot of fruit.If you want to eat, there are naturally enough on the tree.

But Cheng Jun opened his mouth and suggested that he pick it, it would be safer not to pick it.

It's not like he hasn't seen this kind of serial trap before.Now he suspects with reason and grounds that Cheng Jun may have drugged all the wild fruits he could get.Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to pick the drugged fruit by picking it casually.

"Don't eat." Wen Xinze threw half of the fruit in his hand and asked, "Aren't you going out today? Why haven't you left yet?"

"Leave later. Do you want to rinse your mouth?" Cheng Jun said, pointing to the tea on the low table next to the beauty's bed.It's just that his golden eyes were smiling, obviously harboring malicious intentions.

"Don't drink, I'm going to Qinxiu Pavilion." Wen Xinze gave Chengjun a middle finger, and then strode out of the gate of the other courtyard without showing any panic.

Although Cheng Jun personally "confirmed" that he lost his memory, in the eyes of others in Xuanqimen, he is now a young man with amnesia.However, his amnesia did not allow Master Bo Qiulin and Extrajudicial to rescind his punishment, so the copying had to continue.Moreover, due to the damage to the Xianzong Building, it cannot be repaired in a short period of time due to funding problems. His afternoon kneeling and self-reflection was directly changed to copying books.

Now Wen Xinze spends the whole day copying books numbly.

If this is cultivation, he thinks that he will probably be able to cultivate into a humanoid typewriter in the future.

When he arrived at Qinxiu Pavilion, Wen Xinze poured himself two pots of tea to rinse his mouth. After the bitter taste in his mouth subsided, he sat down at his old seat by the window and began to study ink and copy books.

Simply copying is an extremely boring thing. Wen Xinze copied less than two pages, and couldn't help but talk to Lin Fei who was supervising him.

"Second senior brother..." Wen Xinze propped his face with one hand, and looked at Lin Fei, who was also sitting in the same seat across from him.

"What are you doing?" Lin Fei slapped a square brick of unknown material on the table, turned his head and asked angrily.

"Why are these exercises and heart formulas recorded on paper?

"Is there no high-end record carrier in the cultivation world, or a magic weapon?"

"Yes! It's the Jade Slip." Lin Fei said, "Actually, the Jade Slip is the most commonly used recording tool in the cultivation world. These exercises and heart formulas are all recorded and copied from the Jade Slip."

"Then why did you copy it out?" Wen Xinze asked.

"Yu Jianjian writes and records with divine sense, and can only read with divine sense. To get out of the body, one needs to be at the Golden Core stage. People who have just entered the fairyland and have a cultivation level lower than the Golden Core stage are It is impossible to read the jade slips. Therefore, most of the sects of cultivation will transfer all the low-level exercises and heart formulas in the jade slips to the paper pages for the disciples who are new to the sect and those whose cultivation level has not reached the golden core level to read. "Lin Fei took an ink ruler and turned it twice between his fingers, "The paper is easily damaged, so the content on it needs to be rewritten after a while. Most sects arrange low-level disciples to transcribe. If If you want to borrow it, you need to copy it yourself. You have copied all the books now, which just saves time for new disciples."

"So when you copy, be careful, don't make mistakes—" Lin Fei held one end of the ink ruler, pointed at Wen Xinze with the ruler, and said, "The exercises and heart formulas you are copying now will be given to us in the future. The new disciples of the sect saw it!"

"I say……"

"Shut up, I'm bored! I don't have time to chat with you!" Lin Fei said angrily, throwing the ink ruler on the table.

"What are you bothered about? Let me help you figure out a solution together?"

"You don't understand." Lin Fei probably felt that Wen Xinze's behavior was okay recently, but he rolled his eyes and continued, "Next month, we will go to Tianwang City and send the magic weapon that we have refined recently to consignment You owe a large amount of gambling debts to be repaid, and the Xianzong Tower also needs to be repaired. I want to refine a magic weapon that is easy to sell and help Master get more spirit stones, but... I can't think of a way to do it. What kind of magic weapon to refine."

After hearing this, Wen Xinze once again condemned the original owner in his heart, and at the same time felt a sense of responsibility.

Although it is not his wish to occupy the original owner's body, since he is using the original owner's body, he should do something to repay the debt.He doesn't understand how to make money in this world, but he thinks it can be done by helping Lin Fei brainstorm.

"How about making a magic weapon that can read the content of jade slips?" Wen Xinze said.

"The magic weapon to read the content of the jade slip..."

"With such a magic weapon, monks who are lower than the golden core stage can also read the jade slips directly, allowing low-level cultivators to free their hands and read easily."

"..."

"You just said that most sects are still using manual transcription, which means that there should be no such magic weapon?" Wen Xinze said, "There should be a lot of cultivators who have not reached the golden core stage, which means that there are also many potential consumers. Many. But I don't know how to refine weapons, so I just have an idea..."

"This idea is very common." Lin Fei folded his arms and squinted at Wen Xinze.

"Well, let me help you think about other things..."

"However, it's barely worth a try." Lin Fei interrupted Wen Xinze in a deep voice, "The Jade Slip is just a human-level magic weapon. As a magic weapon to read its content, the requirements for materials should not be too high..."

"..." So arrogant?As far as what you are mumbling about, you clearly think it is worth a try.

Lin Fei muttered to himself for a while, then stood up abruptly from the desk, and ran out of Qinxiu Pavilion.

"Second senior brother, where are you going?" Ye Feiyao happened to come in from the outside, narrowly avoiding Lin Fei who was running out, protecting the food box in her hand, and shouted towards Lin Fei running away.

"Material library." Lin Fei's answer came from a distance.