Cao Chuan also understood that he was regarded as a ghost by these people. He saw the young man who had just shouted, pointing at him with one hand, looking anxious, and his head kept turning back and forth between him and the middle-aged man who should be the leader, moving back and forth under his feet little by little.

"Didn't the ancients believe in ghosts and gods?" He was a little depressed. These people should just accept their heads and bow down in the theory. After seeing again, the situation seemed wrong. No one would say anything. He didn't say anything, but he stepped back to the wall to get the knife step by step.

Zhou Tong could no longer hold it back, clasped his fists and asked slowly, "Do you know which friend you are?"

Cao Chuan listened to the other party’s strange accent. Fortunately, Zhou Tong spoke slowly and understood it in conjunction with the temporary insights. However, he was speechless for a moment. He probably didn’t believe it if he said he was here to make soy sauce.

Fortunately, I have practiced this kind of acting hard in recent years, and I have some acting skills. I will be forced to go to Liangshan. During the crisis, he can only force himself to calm down and silently recite that life is like a play and depends entirely on acting skills.

Under the tense gaze of dozens of eyes, Cao Chuan slowly raised his arms, bowed his head, recalling the movements of the scholars from all walks of life, and slowly said: "Cao Chuan, the inner disciple of Shangqing Sect of the Western Kunlun Realm, has met all the donors."

Another "boom" sound, the crowd who were originally nervous to suffocate themselves to death, could no longer suppress their excitement and started to make noise. Although Cao Chuan's tone of speaking was a bit strange, most people still understood the meaning.

With a "bang", the scene suddenly became quiet. Mr. Chen first smashed the wine bowl to calm the situation, and then shouted: "Why are you quarreling? I have lost your manners in front of the guest!" After eliminating the noise, Mr. Chen turned around and said to Zhou Tong: "Brother, is there a guest who has entered the mountain gate? Should I follow the rules?"

Zhou Tong shook his head, stretched out his palm and pressed it, signaling Chen Er to stabilize his family, then slowly stepped over, looked at it carefully, bowed in front of Cao Chuan, his voice was a little unrestrained:

"Brothers have never seen the world, so they will atone for their sins. Otherwise, the guests will sit down first and then tell us what they want?"

Cao Chuan naturally smiled and nodded. Zhou Tong led him to a bamboo chair with a short robe next to him. An old man with a goat whisper was trembling with his mouth and called someone to get tea to entertain guests.

After Chen Erye kicked the two people's hips and set the distance, the crowds and crowded together finally stood roughly in a circle with Zhenren Cao as the center, and then they sat down after celebrating each other.

Looking at the ancient people around him wearing buns and short robes, Cao Chuan felt very stressed. Fortunately, the people who had been on the set were still immune to the onlookers. He coughed lightly and asked Zhou Tong: "I don't know what age and month it is now, and who is the emperor of the dynasty?"

A sound of breathing breathing and marveling came from the surroundings again. Zhou Tongben wanted to open his mouth and stuttered. The thought of the old god in the mountains slipped through his mind and he quickly replied respectfully: "Now it is February 20th of the seventh year of the Great Ming Tianqi."

When Cao Chuan heard this, he nodded steadily and thought to himself: It turned out to be the Ming Dynasty, and he traveled from winter to early spring? The problem is that he seems to be unfamiliar with the Ming Dynasty?

The little knowledge that still remains in his mind can probably be confirmed that Tianqi was an emperor in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, but which emperor he was still a little careless at the moment, and he had to search the Internet to know.

Seeing this young immortal, I didn't know what he was thinking. The Chancellor Lu, who had a wrinkle on his face and had a goatee, couldn't help but bow and said, "The real person came through the air. Maybe there was something to do for us? I was a Taoist priest who had been a while ago. This, hey, this Western Kunlun Shangqing Sect, well, is a little bit unfamiliar with me, and I really have never heard of it."

After hearing the old man's hesitant words, Cao Chuan understood that this was someone else's survey, but his origin was really hard to explain. Is it impossible to say that future generations came to worship their ancestors?

At the moment, he couldn't help but hesitate anymore, so Cao Chuan could only cheer up and start to spread the science of these people.

A brief summary is that Shangqing Sect is in the Western Kunlun Immortal Realm and has a connection with the Ming people. People ascended the Central Plains in all dynasties also went to Western Kunlun. Everyone was an ancestor 50,000 years ago, so they all had black hair and yellow skin...

In order to cultivate the heroes of the latecomer, every few years, the fairy world will use the Void Array to send a group of young disciples to various planes of subordinates to experience the world, laying a good foundation for the future impact on the golden elixir. Today, everyone is destined to meet him, Zhenren Cao came out to practice...

This popular science took only half an hour. After Cao Chuan finished talking, the bandits not only had the world view and the view of gods and ghosts corrected, but also understood one thing more clearly. This immortal Cao came to play in the world, to practice qi, not to practice the way for heaven.

The atmosphere in the venue was immediately much warmer than before. In addition to being shocked, the leaders shouted wine and meat, and said that they were fortunate to see a true god today, so they must make a good relationship and cultivate a life of the next life.

A group of bandits who witnessed the arrival of real people, an extra who was thrown into the Ming Dynasty, was shocked across four hundred years of time and space, and gathered a strange welcome party in the deep mountains.

After learning that Shangzong did not quit drinking and meat, Zhou Dada hurriedly ordered the young men to slaughter chickens and cut meat. Although they lacked seasonings and actually tasted bad, Cao Chuan still ate all over the mouth. It was very brain-consuming to popularize science and was prone to hunger.

After a while, several leaders felt that this real person who came out of thin air was extraordinary. Not to mention the fabric and style of the robe, the black leather fast boots under his feet, even the conversation and style are also a common person.

However, based on the experience of observing meat tickets by the Shichuan, Zhou Tong discovered a strange thing: Where did the accent of Cao Zhenren from Jiangsu and Zhejiang come from? Seeing someone put down the chicken bones, Zhou Tong asked carefully: "Did Zhenren travel here in the past? He heard that his accent was not far from that of his brothers."

Cao Chuan felt a little sad. This lie was finally settled with a bigger lie. He knew that the set of rhetoric he had just made up in a hurry must have many flaws. It was a big deal to believe it or not. Now that he could sit here and eat chicken legs, it was probably due to the light and shadow effect he had just "come to Xu", but he didn't care much about it now. Let's get past the level in front of him first.

After nodding, Cao Chuan explained slowly: "You don't know that whenever the seniors in the sect travel back to the mountains, they will always use their magic power to store the geographical characters, customs and languages ​​from all over the place in a 'photo stone' in the sect. The characters' images and sounds are all there. Whenever the younger generation wants to travel to a certain place, they just need to view them in advance and learn a few dialects, which is not difficult, haha, haha."
Chapter completed!