Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 470 Hibiscus flower girl 【Ask for a monthly ticket】

The little girl in kimono closed her eyes slightly, stared at the toe of her shoes, and remained silent.

After Zhuge Liuyun Daoist and Jiang Yun looked at each other, he became interested, and then asked: "You, little hibiscus flower girl, don't be afraid, tears won't fall~"

"You, father, mother, mother, what kind of work do you do, tell the old man everything, do you understand?"

The little girl in kimono continued to remain silent. Daoist Zhuge saw this, and continued to ask without giving up: "Do you understand?"

Standing by the side, Jiang Yun couldn't hold back his laughter.

Uncle Zhuge's Fu Sang's words really captured the essence, what a talent!
Daoist Zhuge looked at Jiang Yun sideways, and then looked at the little Fusang girl in front of him with interest.

He stroked his beard, rolled his eyes, and said, "Boy, don't laugh, this is Fusang girl, why can't she understand Fusang's language?"

Jiang Yun's stomach hurt from laughing, and he tried to persuade him: "Uncle Zhuge, the kid also understands a few words of Fusang dialect, how about I tell her a few words?"

"Go, your Fusang language is not as good as this deity!"

The audience in the live broadcast room looked at the serious Taoist Zhuge, and their hearts really couldn't hold back at this moment.

"Talent, talent!"

"When Daoist Zhuge opened his mouth, he was the old lady [laughing and crying]"

"Yoxi, Zhuge Sang, the chrysanthemums on the mountain are blooming, and I would like to share them with you."

"Hahahaha, Daoist Zhuge really understands Fusang grammar very thoroughly!"

"It's so early in the morning, I laughed so hard!"

"The old Taoist priest's eyes are full of wisdom."

"Dear friends, do you think that Fusang girl feels that she has encountered a pervert?"

Daoist Zhuge may feel that his authority has been challenged. He knocked on the table, coughed dryly, and finally attracted the little girl in kimono to raise her head.

He raised his hand, shook it, made a friendly gesture, and asked, "Flower girl, little hibiscus flower girl!"

"You, why, come to Duan Taoist Temple to work? I, Fusang, you, understand?"

The little girl in kimono blinked innocently, and there was confusion in her eyes.

Daoist Zhuge sighed and gave up: "Boy, she still doesn't understand, why don't you try?"

The little girl seemed to understand this sentence, she turned her head to Jiang Yun, extended her hand in a friendly manner, and said in a straight voice, "Hello!"

"You lady, do you understand Chinese?" Jiang Yun was a little surprised.

The little girl nodded, and said as a matter of course: "The whole world is speaking Huaxia, and Huaxia is becoming more and more international. I have been learning it since I was a child."

"Master, I am the maiden of Asama Shrine, and my name is Mikasa Miko. Nice to meet you."

"Hello, hello, nice to meet you, Pindao is Jiang Yun from Wu Tianyuan Daoist Temple, and this is my uncle Zhuge Liuyun."

"You are the maiden of Asama Shrine, so we are still traveling together?" Jiang Yun said with great interest.

He and Mikasa Mikasa just caught up with each other and chatted.

Daoist Zhuge was very jealous when he saw it, and he said to himself in confusion: "Is this Fusang girl made in China?"

"Why can't she understand Fusang dialect, but Huaxia dialect is quite good!"

Jiang Yun didn't hold back, and retorted back: "Uncle Zhuge, your Fusang words make Fusang people think they are foreigners!"

"You boy..." Daoist Zhuge endured it for a long time, but he still didn't swear, but turned his head to look to the side, and shut himself up.

However, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't hold back anymore, and they used barrage to play tricks one after another.

"My heart is pierced, my heart is pierced!"

"Daoist Zhuge can be called a full-ranked commander. I just want to know who he learned Fusang dialect from."

"Fusang man: It sounds familiar, but I don't understand it.

Huaxia people: I can understand it, but I am not familiar with it. "

"Little girl: I feel a little familiar with the old Taoist talking to me, but I don't understand. How about I just speak Chinese?"

"The scene of Daoist Zhuge's death, how do I feel about this scene, it will be passed down as a classic forever."

Jiang Yun looked at Mikasa Mikasa, and asked, "Miss Mikasa, what's the matter with you since you came to Yujingshan from Fusang?"

Mikasa looked at Jiang Yun, blinked, and asked directly: "Jiang Daochang, do you want to talk about Little Japan?"

"It's okay, you can talk about it, Little Japan is very cute, we Fusang people like this name you call us very much!"

When Daoist Zhuge heard this, he was a little surprised and said: "This girl Hua, is this little Japan so perverted?"

"Boy, it's been decades, why are they still so perverted?"

Mikasa Mikasa tilted her head and asked a little puzzled: "Little Japan sounds very delicate!"

"You Huaxia people even add a small character to the name of the puppy, so when Huaxia adds a small character to you, doesn't it mean that you are cute?"

"We, Fuso, have a pragmatic spirit. You call us Little Japan, and we think it's reasonable. If you call us Big Japan, it's not normal!"

"Unlike the country in the north, they always like to call themselves Da, and they don't feel ashamed!"

Jiang Yun and Daoist Zhuge listened to Mikasa's explanation, and the two nodded in unison.

Although there are deep contradictions between the two parties, everyone can always happily reach a unified understanding on this matter.

As the so-called Huaxia Fusang friendship depends on Korea, this is definitely not empty talk.

The audience in the live broadcast room, many people have a kind of affection for Mikasa Miko.

"We like to bark, and they like to listen, how nice it is!"

"Good guy, I'm too embarrassed to scold the whole thing."

"Even in China, small characters are mostly used as nicknames, and Japan is really a national sentiment."

"Ah, yes, yes, little brat, right?"

[Sixteen Characters of Yin and Yang]: "Dear friends, Pindao has studied Fusang dialect a lot. The little Japanese translation used to be called Fusang sauce. Isn't it nice?"

"Yo Xi, I didn't expect Fellow Yin Yang to study Fusang dialect so deeply without even finishing the nine-year compulsory education!"

"Daily study, daily study [funny]"

Daoist Zhuge agreed very much: "This flower girl is very pragmatic, and I like it very much. She is much better than other little Japan."

"Boy, ask her, what are you doing here at my Taoist temple?"

After Jiang Yun asked, Mikasa took out a Daoguang copper coin from his clothes and put it on the table.

This Daoguang copper coin has been carefully maintained and looks good, but the copper rust on it is still clearly identifiable.

It's just that this copper coin looks a little bit wrong...

"Jiang Daochang, I am a witch from Asama Shrine. Some time ago, someone dropped this copper coin into the merit box of our shrine."

"Since that day, strange things have happened in our Asama Shrine, and even Shenshan has a tendency to be violent."

"As a witch, after three days of investigation, I was sure that the cause of the incident was the copper coin. It's just that we couldn't solve it, so we came to China."

"I visited a lot of Taoist temples and Buddhist temples, but they couldn't solve the problem. I heard that Zhuge Daoist of the Taoist temple in Yujing Mountain is very famous, so I came here specially." Mikasa said.

(End of this chapter)