Lu Ming

Chapter 3 West Kunlun

Cao Chuan also understood at this time that his feelings were regarded as ghosts by these people.He saw the young man who shouted just now, pointing one finger at himself, with a worried look on his face, his head kept turning back and forth between himself and the middle-aged man who should be the leader, and his feet were one by one. Move the point backwards.

"Didn't the ancients believe in ghosts and gods?" He would be a little depressed. In theory, these people should pay their respects and worship?Looking at it again, the situation seems to be wrong, no one worships him, but there are a few who step back to the wall to take the knife.

Zhou Tong couldn't bear it any longer, clasped his fists with both hands, and asked slowly, "I don't know which friend you are here?"

Cao Chuan listened to the other party's strange accent, but fortunately Zhou Tong spoke slowly, and with the temporary understanding, he generally understood it, but he was speechless for a while, saying that he was here to make soy sauce, and people would not believe it. ?

Fortunately, he has also practiced hard in the past few years for the set of acting on the scene. His acting skills are a little bit, and he will be forced to go to Liangshan. In times of crisis, he can only force himself to calm down, and silently recite that life is like a play all depends on acting skills.

Under the tense gazes of dozens of pairs of eyes, Cao Chuan slowly raised his arms and bowed his head while recalling the movements of the young and talented students from all walks of life. Cao Chuan, an inner disciple of the Qing sect, has seen all the donors."

There was another "Boom". The group of people who were nervous about suffocating themselves to death could no longer hold back their excitement. They started to make noise. Although Cao Chuan's tone of voice was a little weird, most of them could not hold back their excitement. Still understand the meaning.

With a "bang" sound, the scene suddenly quieted down.Chen Erye first smashed the wine bowl to calm down the situation, and then shouted: "What are you arguing about, you have lost your manners in front of the guests!" After eliminating the noise, Chen Erye turned around and said to Zhou Tong: "Brother, there is a guest who is intruding. Shanmen, are you still following the rules?"

Zhou Tong shook his head, stretched out his palm to press, and signaled Chen Er's master to stabilize, then slowly walked over a few steps, after taking a closer look, he folded his hands in front of Cao Chuan, and his voice was a little unfavourable:

"Brothers haven't seen the world, and atonement is a matter. Should the guests sit down first, and then come back?"

Cao Chuan naturally nodded with a smile on his chest. He was led by Zhou Tong to the bamboo chair short of Zhang Fei. Next to him was an old man in green robe with a goatee beard.

After Chen Erye kicked and kicked the two people's crotch again and set the distance, the people who were squeezing each other finally stood in a circle with Cao Zhenren as the center.

Looking at the ancient people with buns and short robes around him, Cao Chuan felt a lot of pressure.Fortunately, the people who have been on the set still have a certain immunity to the onlookers, coughed lightly, and asked Zhou Tong: "I don't know where this world is, what year and month is it now, and who is the emperor?"

The sound of inhalation and exhalation was uttered from the surroundings again. Zhou Tong was about to open his mouth but he was stuck for a while. February twentieth of the year."

When Cao Chuan heard this, he seemed to be nodding steadily, thinking to himself: It turned out to be the Ming Dynasty, did he travel from winter to early spring?The problem is that this Ming Dynasty seems to be unfamiliar to him?

With the little knowledge left in his head, he could probably determine that Tian Qi was an emperor in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, but who was the first emperor?

Seeing this seemingly young immortal, he didn't know what he was thinking. With a wrinkled face and a goatee, Lu Kengfang couldn't help but cup his hands and said: "The real person came out of nowhere, maybe there is something for me to wait for? I did it in the past years. A Taoist priest for a period of time, this, hey, this West Kunlun Shangqing Sect, um, is lonely and ignorant, and I have never heard of it."

After listening to what the old man said hesitantly, Cao Chuan understood that this was someone trying to find out the truth, but it was really hard to explain his own origins. Can't he say that descendants came to pay homage to their ancestors?

In the current situation, he couldn't help hesitating any more, so Cao Chuan could only cheer up and start to give this group of people some science knowledge.

A brief summary is that the Shangqing sect is in the fairy world of West Kunlun, and it has a relationship with the Ming people - the people who ascended from the Central Plains in the past dynasties also went to West Kunlun. Everyone was an ancestor 5 years ago, so they are all black-haired and yellow-skinned.
In order to cultivate young talents, every few years, Immortal Realm will send a group of young disciples to various planes of subordinates to experience the red dust, and lay a good foundation for the future impact on Jindan. Today, everyone has a fate and met him Cao Zhenren. Going out of the mountains to experience everything.
It took half an hour for this popular science. After Cao Chuan finished talking, the bandits not only had their worldview and gods and ghosts revised, but they also understood a little bit. This immortal Cao came to play the red dust, to experience and collect qi, not to To walk the way for heaven.

The atmosphere in the field was suddenly much warmer than before. Several heads of the family were shocked, shouting wine and meat, and they all said that they were fortunate to meet the true immortal today.

A group of bandits who witnessed the arrival of a real person, and an extra actor who was thrown into the Ming Dynasty, were so shocked that they spanned 400 years of time and space, and put together a weird welcome reception in the deep mountains.

After learning that Shang Zong also did not stop drinking and meat, Zhou Da's family hurriedly ordered the younger ones to slaughter chicken and cut meat. Although the seasoning was lacking, the taste was not very good, but Cao Chuan still ate his mouth full of oil, and popular science was very brain-intensive. Yes, get hungry easily.

After such a long time, several masters increasingly felt that this real person who appeared out of thin air was extraordinary, not to mention the style of the robe and the black leather quick boots under his feet.

However, according to Zhou Tong's experience in observing meat tickets, he found a strange thing: Where did the Jiangsu and Zhejiang accent of Cao Zhenren come from?Seeing someone put down the chicken bones, Zhou Tong just asked cautiously, "Did the real person roam this place before? The accent is not far from the brothers."

Cao Chuan's heart skipped a beat. After all, this lie must be fulfilled by a bigger lie. He knew that the rhetoric he had just made up in a hurry must have a lot of flaws. Believe it or not, this group of people will say it twice. Eating chicken drumsticks here is mostly due to the light and shadow effect that I just "came in", but I don't care much right now, let's get past this level first.

After nodding, Cao Chuan explained slowly: "Everyone does not know, every time the seniors in the sect travel back to the mountains, they will always store the geographical characters, customs and language, and magic power in the sect. In a 'photographing stone', the images of the characters are all present, and if the younger generation wants to travel to a certain place, they only need to watch it in advance and learn a few dialects, and it is not difficult, hehe, hehe."

(End of this chapter)