I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

Cultivating awe-inspiring righteousness is not only a physical change, but also a significant improvement in all aspects of energy and spirit.

A week ago, Wang Ping received something from Rogers. During this period, he made up Bangziyu, so he could understand Bangziyu.

Not far away, four men and three women stood at the gate of the airport, a total of seven youths.

The women all look alike, not to mention face blind, people who are not face blind can't tell the difference between the three women, or these are "artificial" triplets.

As for men, let’s not mention it, that’s all.

They were whispering, although their voices were lowered, but Wang Ping and the others were ghost exorcists, people with extraordinary five senses, and they could hear clearly.

"Those people should be Chinese, and they speak Chinese."

"Hey, this is the first time I've seen a Chinese." A female stick was curious, and turned to the only boy with luggage: "Han Zheyan, didn't you just come back from studying in the United States, tell us about Huaxia chant."

Obviously, these people came to pick up this boy named Han Zheyan.

"Huaxia, I haven't been there, I've only been to the United States, but I heard that Huaxia is very good, with a vast land and rich resources, it shouldn't be bad, anyway, it's also the hometown of Confucius."

As soon as the sound came out, a girly boy with bangs and dressed up was dissatisfied.

"Han Zheyan, what are you talking about? Confucius is our country of Bangzi. If you say that, you will be shot."

Another girl chimed in.

"That's right, that's right. Confucius belongs to our Bangzi country. You must have misunderstood something. The Four Treasures of Study also belong to our Bangzi country."

After the words fell, other men and women also spoke out one after another.

"I asked my uncle, who is a historian, and he told me that Confucius was an ancient man in our country, and it is said that Confucius was born in my home."

"Wow! Your uncle is actually a historian? So amazing."

"Hahaha, of course, my uncle graduated from Seoul National University with a major in history, so he knows the history of our Bangzi country well. He once said that Chinese characters were actually invented by our Bangzi country, and said that one day he will find evidence Prove it."

"Were Chinese characters invented by our Bangzi country? No wonder, so pasta may also be invented by our Bangzi country."

"Why do you say that?"

Everyone was confused, and Qiqi looked at the boy who said that spaghetti might have been invented by Bangzi Kingdom.

The boy said.

"I went to visit relatives in the countryside a few days ago. My relative who did not understand culture received us. He actually made us pasta-like noodles. I was surprised at the time. I didn't expect my relative in the countryside to cook Italian noodles, I asked him that you know how to make pasta, guess how my relative answered?"

"How to answer?" All the stick youths asked back.

"My relative said, "What kind of pasta, I don't understand what you're talking about, it's a handicraft handed down from my village", I was shocked when I heard this. It’s almost the same, so I doubt whether the pasta is from our Bangzi country and passed to Italy.”

"Your statement is very possible. I will go and talk to my historian's uncle."

"I also think this guess is very possible."

After that, the discussion became more and more intense.

In the end, the group of young people chattered about and almost put all the cultures of the world into the Bangzi Kingdom, so an astronomer came out and pushed the glasses frame and said, "In fact, the center of the universe is where our Bangzi Kingdom is located. .”

During the whole process, Han Zheyan didn't say a word, just stared at them blankly.

And Wang Ping and the others stood there and simply stopped calling for a taxi, and just listened to them over there.

at this time.

Those seven youths seemed to have noticed Wang Ping and the others standing over there, and they didn't leave without calling for a car. They didn't know what they were doing.

They didn't know that Wang Ping and the others were listening to the "play" quietly.

Seeing this, the sissy young man said.

"Look at those Chinese people, why are they standing there all the time? Are they planning to stand there all night?"

"Huh? That's right, they have been standing for a long time."

The sissy young man guessed: "You say, it's possible that Huaxia people don't know what a taxi is. I heard that Huaxia country seems to be very poor, the transportation is not developed, there are not many airports, and taxis seem to be only available in the capital. Only, there are no other places.”

When the words came out, other young men and women were surprised.

"Have you ever seen a taxi? Is it true?"

"Is it that poor?"

Afterwards, the young man whose uncle was a historian asked curiously, "Isn't it inconvenient for them to travel? Without taxis and other means of transportation, how could they travel far? Do they ride horses?"

Facing the words of this group of young people, Zhang Yan and others couldn't laugh or cry.

"Wang Ping, what are you going to do?" Shangguan Jianguo saw Wang Ping walking towards the group of Bangziguo youths.

Wang Ping walked towards the young people, and the young people were shocked when they found out, thinking that Wang Ping could understand their language.

at this time.

"Hello, can I ask a question?" Wang Ping asked the young people in Bangzi Kingdom in fluent English.

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When Wang Ping spoke English, the stick youths present were stunned for a moment, looking at each other in doubt.

It's not that they are surprised that Wang Ping speaks English, it's not surprising, because most of the communication in the world today is in English, they just don't know English.

Fortunately, Han Zheyan studied in the United States and knows English.

Han Zheyan translated what Wang Ping said for his companions, and then responded in English: "Hi, how can I help you?"

"I want to ask, how do we get to Xingzhou Hotel?" Wang Ping asked.

Han Zheyan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the way to ask.

Immediately, Han Zheyan spoke while translating Wang Ping's words for his companions.

"Hello, sir, you only need to take a taxi to get to Xingzhou Hotel."

"Taxi? What's that?" Wang Ping said.

When the voice sounded, Han Zheyan was stunned, his face became strange, and then he translated Wang Ping's words to his companions with a strange expression.

"What?! This Huaxia person doesn't understand taxis? My God, there are no taxis in Huaxia."

"It's too poor, Huaxia doesn't even have taxis."

"It seems that what you said is correct, Huaxia really doesn't even know about taxis..."

The stick youths were so weird that their expressions became contemptuous.

Even, a young girl asked.

"There are no taxis in Huaxia? Then how do they travel? Riding a horse?"

"It's really possible to ride a horse, or maybe a rickshaw." Said the sissy young man.

At the same time, Han Zheyan was dumbfounded about his companion's contempt and did not participate, but explained for Wang Ping.

"Taxi is our means of transportation. You see, on the road in front of you, what is driving is a car, a car is a means of transportation, and a taxi is also a car..."

Soon after Han Zheyan finished explaining, Wang Ping was puzzled, and then sighed.

"It turns out that you are using this kind of transportation. Well, it seems that we can only use our own transportation. Can you tell us the direction of Xingzhou Hotel?"

Han Zheyan subconsciously pointed to the direction of Xingzhou Hotel.

When he came back to his senses, Wang Ping had already turned around and went to Shangguan Jianguo and others.

Seeing this, Han Zheyan changed color and hurried to catch up.

"Han Zheyan, what's wrong?" asked the other youths.

They don't understand English, so they don't know why Han Zheyan chased after him, but they also chased him out of curiosity.

Han Zheyan quickly told them what Wang Ping had just said.

All of a sudden, all the men and women were stunned.

"My Cao, they don't want to go there on foot, do they?"

at this time.

"I am Cao!"

"This!"

The youths of Bangzi Country, together with Han Zheyan, were stunned, their eyes were about to protrude, and their expressions were full of shock.

"Fly... fly to the sky..."

Wang Ping returned to Shangguan Jianguo and the others, quickly took out a wooden sword from his backpack and threw it.

The dense lines carved on the wooden sword, each line of the grain has a brilliance flowing through it, just like crystal water flowing through the lines.

In an instant, the forty-centimeter wooden sword swelled in the wind and turned into a four-meter-long giant sword.

"Ajian, Lili, Yanyan, you go up, let's go, Lao Chen, you two follow."

Shangguan Jianguo and the others couldn't laugh or cry, and stepped on the giant sword.

The next moment, the wooden sword carrying the four of Wang Ping flew into the sky, rushed to the sky, and flew into the distance.

At the same time, Lao Chen and Lao Ling turned around and spoke broken English to Du Minjun who rushed over.

"Thanks for the answer, bye."

Old Chen and his two took out a bamboo dragonfly from their pockets, stuck it on their head, and followed Wang Ping and the others to fly away.

silence.

There was no sound at the airport gate.

Han Zheyan and other stick youths opened their mouths wide open, watching Wang Ping and the others disappear into the night sky in a daze.

They were so shocked that they could not speak for a long time.

After a long time, Han Zheyan and others came back to their senses, and the sissy young man said with a dull expression.