With Wen Xiaoyun's complicated eyes, Zhuang Zhou bit his head and tried to put on a posture of ‘I’m normal, if you find it strange, you must be abnormal’, and silently inserted the incense into the incense burner.

The tribute is complete.

Zhuang Zhou vaguely felt the connection between himself and the "drink".

He breathed a sigh of relief, Chong Wen Xiaoyun smiled, but because of a little embarrassment, his voice was dry: "You, you are here..."

Wen Xiaoyun glanced at Zhuang Zhou, and his gaze fell on the idol on the ground again.

In Wen Xiaoyun's eyes, the interstellar people have no beliefs, and the interstellar people only advocate strength.

Whoever is strong is the idol they worship in their hearts.

So when he looked at the idol, he just looked at it as a statue.

On the largest square in the Capital Star, the statue of his father was placed there. Every day, citizens of the Empire sent a bouquet of flowers to the God of War Wentian to show respect and mourning.

The statue worshiped by the young man was carved like a life, and it was seven or eighth similar to the young man.

Wen Xiaoyun understood something in his heart.

He asked: "This is your father?"

Zhuang Zhou was actually very nervous.

He saw that Xiaoyun didn't speak, and when he kept staring at the statue, his little heart trembled and trembled.

Did he see that the statue was me?

It seems that I am going to give him a dream again at night to make him forget about it...

Hearing Wen Xiaoyun's voice at this moment, he felt extremely guilty. Fortunately, he didn't understand his dialect, so he didn't need to answer.

Seeing Zhuang Zhou did not answer, Wen Xiaoyun frowned.

It is indeed a big problem for teenagers not to understand interstellar language.

Wen Xiaoyun took out the "Interstellar Universal Children's Enlightenment" that he had given to the teenager before, and sat next to Zhuang Zhou, and turned to the first page, which showed a family of three.

Wen Xiaoyun pointed to the words on the album and said to Zhuang Zhou: "Follow me."

Then, a deep voice slowly sounded in the dim light of the candlelight: "Dad, mom, and me."

The album is simple and easy to understand. First recognize the names of family members, and Zhuang Zhou will understand what it means at a glance.

But Zhuang Zhou began to feel incredible.

its not right.

Isn't this person speaking a dialect?

There are special enlightenment books for dialects?

Under normal circumstances, only a complete language system can teach this way!

Zhuang Zhou was in a daze as if he had come to the wrong place, but he secretly looked at Wen Xiaoyun.

Black hair, black eyes, and those facial features, a typical oriental look.

He can also speak Japanese and Korean, which is not the case.

He... he can never go to other countries in Asia, right?

Zhuang Zhou was a little panicked. At this moment, he was eager to know where he was. He obediently followed Wen Xiaoyun to learn his pronunciation:

"Dad, mom, and, and me?"

The juvenile's voice is soft, it is a very calming voice, and the pronunciation is also very standard, but with a hint of uncertainty, for fear of making a mistake.

Wen Xiaoyun calmly praised: "That's a good point."

After thinking about it, he pointed to himself: "I, Wen Xiaoyun." Then he pointed to him: "You?"

Zhuang Zhou understands, this is asking for the name.

He quickly said: "Zhuang Zhou."

He uses Mandarin pronunciation.

Wen Xiaoyun followed with a silent sentence: "Zhuang Zhou."

Zhuang Zhou nodded, eyes bright.

Wen Xiaoyun looked at him, retracted his gaze, and continued to teach.

Soon Wen Xiaoyun discovered that the teenager was really quick to get started with the language. As long as it was the pronunciation he had said, he could basically memorize all the pronunciations, and he had even begun to learn some simple daily expressions.

Wen Xiaoyun said: "Very powerful."

Zhuang Zhou could already understand this sentence.

He has a little pride, of course it is powerful, but he is the fastest learner in their Wealth Department!

You know, their God of Wealth has three hundred and sixty lines, so at least they have to learn three hundred lines!

If learning is too slow, how can you get on the job? !

These years, God is really too difficult to do.

Especially in the 21st century, there are too many materialists, and few believe in gods.

Others say that they are the best friends, because since ancient times, few people don't like money.

Everyone is thinking about getting rich, and if you want to get rich, don't you just ask the **** of wealth.

So all the gods said that other gods have to rely on robbing achievements to live, but the God of Wealth alone does not need to rob achievements.

But they don't want to think about the God of Wealth... there are so many gods!

There is not only the God of Wealth, but also God of Wealth. If you go further, there are five Gods of Wealth: East, West, South, North, and Middle Road.

Zhuang Zhou himself belongs to the God of Wealth Department of East Road.

The God of Wealth that every creature believes in is different! This belief is divided, and it is not as good as other gods!

The most frightening thing is that there are also Pai Yao, lucky cats who come to grab their faith...

Even those who believe in Koi have more beliefs in the God of Wealth on the East Road!

So if these three hundred and sixty lines have not been learned more than three hundred lines, how can you rob believers from other districts? !

Thinking of this, Zhuang Zhou relied on Wen Xiaoyun's inability to understand Mandarin, so he couldn't help but complained to Wen Xiaoyun: "Our great priest said that there was a mobile phone chip before, but it's miserable and he is about to go bankrupt. , In desperation, begging for God everywhere, hoping to get an investment, and also looking for someone who can upgrade the chip technology to save their company...this person is from our Eastern District..."

"But in the God of Wealth on the East Road, none of us understands this technology...so he was snatched away by the God of Wealth in the Southern District..."

"Because there is a God of Wealth in the Southern District who went to the world early and went to a very good university. He solved the problem of that person, and that person can worship him and become his believer... a big boss like him can The power of faith brought is very much, because he provides jobs for many people, his faith power is very strong...The business ability of the southern district, immediately dumped us in the eastern district."

"But the South District is not the best, the best is the West District... They sent a super good-looking God of Wealth to participate in some drafts in the world, and became a big star. There are a lot of people like him. He is already It is the **** of wealth with the most believers among our five gods of wealth."

When talking about this, Zhuang Zhou's tone was full of envy.

"Since then, the great priest has asked us to learn three hundred and sixty lines, at least three hundred lines, so that in the future, regardless of people from all walks of life, if they wish to make money from us, we will be able to respond to their requests. But this is not easy to learn. Ah, as soon as this request came out, our East Road God of Wealth resigned nine gods, two suffered depression, and one suffered from schizophrenia... Hey, our East Road God of Wealth department was under too much pressure, and it was really short of people..."

"Wish God often complains to us, saying that we rob their believers..."

Since Zhuang Zhou was speaking Mandarin, Wen Xiaoyun didn't understand what he was talking about. He only heard the little boy nagging. He was proud and envious for a while, and finally sighed.

Like a kid.

Wen Xiaoyun suppressed the dull hair on his head.

"Huh?" Zhuang Zhou held his head and looked up at him.

Wen Xiaoyun calmly retracted his hand and turned to the next page: "Continue."

"Yeah." Zhuang Zhou's little chicken nodded like a meter by meter, too obediently.

Wen Xiaoyun was about to read, when the surroundings suddenly went dark.

I saw that the candle that Zhuang Zhou had just inserted on the incense burner was completely burned out, and the darkness was restored.

In the darkness, unable to continue studying, Wen Xiaoyun left the album to Zhuang Zhou and said, "Go back and rest."

"Okay." Zhuang Zhou was a little bit jerky when he said'dialect', and he was a little embarrassed.

He stood up holding the picture book, put the nutrient in his pocket, and then looked at the incense burner and statues on the ground, he hesitated a little.

It is impossible to take them back into Qiankun's sleeves now, if Wen Xiaoyun finds out that it is difficult to explain... or wait a moment and then sneak them out and put them away.

Zhuang Zhou did not squint, silently following Wen Xiaoyun.

Wen Xiaoyun has a high spirit level, and the darkness does not affect his vision. After walking a few steps, he found that the child hadn't put away the things on the ground.

He stopped and turned around.

Zhuang Zhou was thinking with his head lowered, and later he would find an excuse to come out, and then take the idol back, completely unaware that the man walking in front had stopped.

Zhuang Zhou hit Wen Xiaoyun's chest directly.

"I'm sorry..."

Wen Xiaoyun said ‘um’, "Watch the road."

Zhuang Zhou's cheeks were a little red: "Why, why don't you leave?"

He is still a bit unaccustomed to speaking interstellar, and he is always a little stumbling when speaking.

Fortunately, the meaning can be expressed very clearly.

Wen Xiaoyun reminded faintly: "You forgot your dad."

Zhuang Zhou was a little at a loss: "...Huh? Me, my father?"

Wen Xiaoyun stretched out his hand and pointed behind him.

Zhuang Zhou turned his head, looked in the direction of his fingers, and saw that the idol was placed there alone on the ground, and the incense was about to burn.

Zhuang Zhou: "...?"

it…

My dad?

Perhaps it was Zhuang Zhou's expression that was too shocked and unthinkable. Wen Xiaoyun looked at his unconcealed little face and asked, "Not your father?"

Is it Zhuang Zhou's brother?

Zhuang Zhou touched his nose embarrassingly: "Well...then, then you treat him as my father..."

Wen Xiaoyun: "?"

Just assume it is?

Can this dad still be wronged?

He wanted to raise his doubts, and then suddenly thought that the boy had just learned interstellar language, maybe the language is not clearly expressed in words, which is not surprising.

Zhuang Zhou had no choice but to go back, silently picking up the idol, holding the censer in one hand and the idol in the other.

What can I do, will he hold it every day from now on?

Wen Xiao was surprised to see that Zhuang Zhou didn't put things in the space and twisted.

Perhaps it is not willing?

Wen Xiaoyun stopped asking more, and took Zhuang Zhou back to the rescue cabin like a tent.

Wen Xiaoyun said: "There are still 3 bottles of the nutrient and no other food. We have to try our best to leave here and be completely exposed to energy radiation. We..."

He wanted to say that our body might not be able to hold it up, and suddenly he thought that there was no trace of radiation on the teenager's body. His appearance was too weird, and the fact that his body was not affected by radiation at all was shocking.

If it wasn't for the boy's emotions to hide, he could see clearly, innocent and straightforward at a glance, he would never let the boy stay.

On the contrary, his body was greatly affected by the radiation.

So he changed his rhetoric and said: "My body will not last long under exposure to energy radiation. I am going to repair the tower now. You stay here to rest."

In fact, the inner compartment of the mecha can isolate the radiation source, but his mecha Voss was seriously damaged and almost torn apart during the battle with the Zerg queen.

Voss is made by Gruen, the most powerful mecha master in the empire. Every part of his body is made of the most precious materials. It is not so easy for Voss.

Moreover, the nutrients in the rescue capsule were not enough for him to support him for long.

Therefore, Wen Xiaoyun could only withstand the danger of being completely exposed to energy radiation and choose to repair the signal tower first. After the signal tower can send a signal, he can repair the mecha while waiting for rescue.

Zhuang Zhou was stunned to understand, because he hadn't learned many words and words that Wen Xiaoyun said in the enlightenment book. He only heard Wen Xiaoyun say what he was going to repair, and asked him to stay and sleep.

Zhuang Zhou hesitated: "That..."

He wanted to ask Wen Xiaoyun what he repaired, maybe he would do it too.

He is the **** of wealth who understands three hundred lines.

Wen Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows, thinking that Zhuang Zhou was scared alone, but he was still young.

He pointed to the statue of God placed on the wall by Zhuang Zhou, with a rare touch of comfort in his tone, and said:

"Don't be afraid, your father will be with you."

Zhuang Zhou: "..."

The author has something to say: PS: Little Theater—

Zhuang Zhou: I am my own father. Is my own father still my own father? o(╥﹏╥)o

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Xingyou;

Thanks to the little angel who threw landmines: Zhang Sirui three1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 38 bottles of Jinyi; 10 bottles of Xizhi; 2 bottles of Yanyu Ren Pingsheng; 1 bottle of kl;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!