Chapter 17: Disrespect

In my dream, I finally got used to the feeling of weightlessness like floating in the sea, and then I felt that the world was shaking up and down.
When I woke up, the feeling of bumps didn't decrease. It turned out not to be an illusion.
Ye Tan is leading me on the path. There are dwellings in the forest. The smoke is rising, the shadows are sloping, and it is almost dusk.
Is this a walk ...
"Atan?" My voice was hoarse, almost low to myself, but Yetan caught it sharply and asked:
"Master woke up? How do you feel?"
"Where is this going ..."
Ye Tan kept walking and said, "My subordinates don't know where to go. It was the young master who asked us to go."
"Well?"
"Master said that there will be a war near Zhongliyuan in the near future, I am afraid that there will be wars and pond fish. After all, the subordinates ... I am not sure that I can protect the owner, but I can avoid it." Be good at advocating, and ask the owner to punish him later. "
"Battle?" I staggered on Ye Tan's back and changed my posture. "Zhong Liyuan is like a sun, and there will be a strong enemy?"
"Master Er has persuaded many small factions in recent years. It may be tough at times, and some people are dissatisfied." Ye Tan thought for a while and said, "The subordinates live inside the high wall all the year round, and they are not very clear about the outside. view."
I sighed, the other day I heard Zeque praised Zhong Ion for his generosity and kindness, and he complained with virtue.
But do we have to trek like this ...
Thinking that now from Changluo, I am getting farther and farther away from my codebook. No, I did n’t even know where to enter the code at all. I just remember that the money to modify the code was 23333. It was useless to get it. I had to wait for my luck to open the modifier ...
(PS. Insert an explanation for friends who rarely play stand-alone games and don't know the difference: the modifier and code are originally two irrelevant things. [Modifier] is a separate program, a separate EXE, after startup You can modify the values ​​in the archive arbitrarily. [Code] is a series of letters or numbers that are directly entered in the game interface. Most of the time, nothing is displayed, but the value of the game will change directly after input. After entering the code, it will directly jump to the blue screen, which can change various values. When I play Fairy Sword, I often use this to change the number of money.
Hey, wait.
The startup program of the modifier can be determined to be triggered by an action. The code should also be an action ...?
If you need to rely on your body to figure out numbers, isn't that a gesture?
At this point, I raised my hand and meditated again, two three three three three.
If I saw a familiar little cursor pop up in front of me, it was exactly before the last time I played off the file that the system asked me where to place the money.
This time I can learn how to be good, move the cursor to the palm of my left hand, and carefully lose only a "1", and I am blessed to the heart, and I made an "OK".
Sinking in the hand, a small piece of broken gold came out instantly.
I almost burst into tears.
The dignity of the original God of God finally came back again.
"Atan Atan." I resisted and patted him on the shoulder with excitement. "Find a rest in the nearest town."
"Is the owner uncomfortable? Did his subordinates go too fast ..." Ye Tan alertly asked.
I have a good answer: "No, I'm going to a money bank and get a meager little money."
I think it through.
Last time I played off the file, it wasn't because there were too many gold and silver, but I was seen out of nowhere.
So in the future, I have to control the number as much as possible. If the situation is not the case, you need to change a large amount, you need to be drip-proof, seamless, and you can't let people watch the gold fall from the sky ... No, for insurance purposes, you can't even find out that the source of the money is unknown. I was afraid that I would have been smooth sailing, and the industry would be so big that it would be very suspicious and came to investigate me. If at that time I go back to the file again, then I have been in business for several years, and with all my hard work, I have not exhausted everything.
To put it plainly, I have to launder money.
Get ready to try.
Taking advantage of the twilight, to get into the county, several money houses on the roadside have not yet closed, Ye Tan picked a storefront and stopped in front of them neatly.
"I have to go in alone," I said.
"No, your subordinates will accompany you." Ye Tan looked tough.
How did it happen, you are the number one hidden danger that caused me to return.
"Atan, I don't want Hu to use any excuses to fool you." I said frankly, "It's just this thing that you must hide from you. I know you are good at hiding, but if you want to follow me, I will never take you anyway. It is a pity that my hard work will sooner or later fail. "
Ye Tan said, "The host has said a lot, but ... you are in a state of restlessness."
Yes, I have trouble even standing.
"It's okay, I only need a moment. If you're okay ..." I thought about it, "Go and buy supper. I'm hungry."
Ye Tan was silent for a while and responded, "Okay, go back when you belong."
He gently placed me in the doorway, and when he was sure that I was standing firm, he went away with anxiety.
I stepped into the store with a lot of energy, and there was a lean middle-aged man sitting inside, sipping a melon seed. There was a white guy behind the counter, who was doing his accounting. It seemed to the guests that the middle-aged man greeted him with enthusiasm, but he switched to the inside and took the seeds.
"Sir is here to save money?" The boy asked.
"Cash some silver tickets .... but it doesn't matter if you save." I answered, and focused on my feet.
Seeing that I was struggling to walk, the boy was busy getting out of the counter to help me sit down. Fortunately, there are these seats in the lobby. After being saved, I took a sigh of relief and handed him the gold I just changed.
"How much is this, sir?"
"Twelve." I said casually. After I said it, I thought about it again. The original number was exactly twelve, but the one or two that I first experimented with should be eleven or two.
Forget it, minutiae, too lazy to tell.
"I have to call myself, Mr. Lao Fang, please wait a moment." The young man took the back and put it on the scales, and asked for a while, "Sir, is it twelve?"
The sound of that melon seed suddenly louder behind the door.
I smiled and asked, "What about it?"
The guy hurriedly said, "I, I'll get the silver ticket." He hurried away, hurried back, and returned with a thick stack of silver tickets.
"Sir, are you very sick?" He asked anxiously as he shoved it into my hands.
"Yeah." I felt my chin. "I'm seriously ill, and I'm in danger."
He looked miserable and panicked, and I couldn't bear to tease him again, and said with a smile: "Nothing, there will always be a turnaround. Little Brother Lo is worried."
I said goodbye and walked out of the store. After looking around, Yeyao Yaoyao sat on the roof of a dwelling house in the distance, looking at the fog and the sun, his face sharp and tough. When he looked at me on weekdays, his eyes were always soft and soft. I only found out at this time that when he was alone, he was lonely and alert, like the layer of ice that congealed in the winter.
"Adam." I beckoned. "What are you doing there?"
He looked back at me, and Hansong turned into autumn water, like all the twilight spring trees in the world, to a successful end.
Ye Tan lightly jumped in front of me and stunned me, "If you get closer, I'm afraid to hear the conversation in the room."
"You're not angry at all, I'm a bit difficult to care about." I stuffed the silver ticket into his arms, lay back on his back and circled around his hair.
"Why be angry?" Ye Tan looked at me to find the inn, with a blank tone.
"I have something to hide from you."
"Isn't that supposed to be?" Ye Tan replied.
This person is not properly educated, and the Sanguan is really problematic. I sighed: "Are you not able to put anything else in your head except the class concept?"
Ye Tan argued, "It is loyalty."
"If you are inconvenient about the truth, regardless of right or wrong, how do you know if you are helping justice or helping you?" I tirelessly said.
Ye Tan was a little bit strange: "Listen to the Lord's orders, is it right or wrong?"
...
This unlucky child really doesn't make sense.
Alas, to sleep first, to discuss tomorrow.
(In this case, A Hang by Duan Qingyun