"coa-cola.≤≤Xiao≤Say," Zuo Xiaoyou said: "This is the English name, and it is translated as Coca-Cola."

"What is English?" The white-haired witch took a sip of Coke and whispered: "This... is quite delicious."

"English is a kind of foreign devil's writing, the simplest writing system in the world. I can say a lot in my world." Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly: "But this world is very magical. As long as people here listen to English, they can automatically learn English. There are no obstacles in communication. I have always been curious why this is?"

This is indeed a bug. In the original movie, when Jackie Chan played Lu Yangang met Jason, he spoke clearly in Chinese, but after Jason said a lot of things he couldn't understand in bird language, Lu Yan actually talked about bird language and gave an explanation of "because you didn't listen."

It’s such a big deal. If you can understand and learn different languages ​​by "listening", then what other foreign languages ​​can you learn? What other translations do you need! You can just go to it yourself.

Popcorn movies are popcorn movies. If you are serious, you will lose.

“That’s because we’ll ‘listen’.”

The white-haired witch's answer made Zuo Xiaoyou slightly startled: "Listen?"

"Fee it with your heart." said the white-haired witch: "As long as you feel the other person's heart, you will understand what the other person is saying!"

"Oh?" Zuo Xiaoyou thought this was amazing: "Can I learn it?"

"Of course." said the white-haired witch: "As long as you learn to feel the other person's heart, you can understand and learn the other person's language."

“How to do it?”

"Of course it's about your heart." The white-haired witch looked at him: "Do you know other languages? Tell me."

"Yaqin butterfly, one library and one library."

"..." After listening carefully, the white-haired witch suddenly turned red and then turned ashen, and she glared at Zuo Xiaoyou fiercely: "Vague!"

This is actually said in Japanese.

"Can you really understand?" Zuo Xiaoyou was surprised: "Just use your heart to do it? Then you can speak some language you know, and I'll feel it with your heart."

"Hmph!" Although he was unhappy, the white-haired witch still said: "The front wheel does not turn and the back wheels turn."

“…”

Zuo Xiaoyou tried his best to eat, but he didn't feel a bird coming out.

"It seems that I don't have this ability." He was helpless.

The white-haired witch sneered: "What? You are such a powerful person, and sometimes you can't do it?"

"I'm not a god." Taking a sip of tea, Zuo Xiaoyou said, "After all, we are people from different worlds. You know, although I don't know, but I can't, and you can't. Just like the Qigong wave I sent out before, can you do it by running a mountain through it?"

"..." Although I didn't want to admit it, the white-haired witch had to admit that she really couldn't do it. Not to mention her, even the most powerful Yujiang War God in the Heavenly Court, she would definitely not do it.

Seeing the white-haired witch being upset, Zuo Xiaoyou smiled faintly: "Drink Coke."

The white-haired witch snorted coldly, drank two glasses of Coke in a row, licking her lips: "How did this kind of thing be made?"

"The process is very complicated, and it is not easy for one or two people to make it, so this kind of drink is processed by factories in my world and can be seen everywhere on the market. This bottle costs only seven yuan." Zuo Xiaoyou smiled.

"Seven dollars?" The white-haired witch was puzzled.

"It's the currency of our world, probably equivalent to the world's... seven cents!"

"So that's it." Thinking of such a large bottle of Coke for only seven cents, the white-haired witch's eyes began to shine: "I'll give you seven hundred taels of gold. You give me ten thousand bottles of Coke."

Girl, are you crazy?

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at her with a smile: "Do you think I will take ten thousand bottles of Coke everywhere?"

The white-haired witch knew that she had made a mistake, but the stubborn woman did not admit her mistake: "Then how many do you have? I bought them all."

"No." Zuo Xiaoyou shook his head and said, "Cola is worthless in my world, but it is unique in this world. If you want, I can give you a friendly price, a bottle of 1,000 taels of gold."

"Why don't you go and grab it?" The white-haired witch's face turned black with anger.

"Don't the girl know what rare things mean? " Zuo Xiaoyou smiled faintly: "Miss, you can't buy them, I don't force me."

The anticipated thunder did not come. Although the white-haired witch's face looked ugly, she nodded: "You said it well. It's better to be rare. It's right for you to ask for a thousand taels of gold."

Zuo Xiaoyou looked at her and smiled slightly: "It's rare that a girl understands the righteousness. I look at her with admiration."

"Are I such an impulsive woman in your heart?" The white-haired witch snorted coldly: "Don't look down on others!"

"The girl misunderstood, I didn't look down on you." Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly: "I just didn't expect that the girl is so beautiful and has such knowledge. The girl is really a wonderful woman who values ​​both beauty and wisdom."

The white-haired witch glanced at him. Although she didn't say anything, she couldn't hide her smugness. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "You can see clearly."

"Haha." Zuo Xiaoyou put down the book and put on the water in the teacup, saying, "I have talked to the girl so much, but I still don't know the girl's name. I'm here to remind Zuo Xiaoyou, don't know the girl's name?"

The white-haired witch looked at him and said lightly: "Ni Shang."

"Ni Shang? Good name." Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly: "The clouds think about clothes, flowers think about appearance, and the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick; if it weren't for the group of jade mountains, they would meet under the moon on the Yao platform."

The white-haired witch's heart trembled, and her eyes looked at Zuo Xiaoyou with a little strange look: "I didn't expect you to write poetry."

"Ha..." Zuo Xiaoyou chuckled and said, "Miss I like poetry?"

"It's okay." The white-haired witch turned her head and looked at the peach tree in the cave and whispered: "Do you like peach trees very much?"

"It's okay." Zuo Xiaoyou's eyes were filled with memories: "At that time, I bought a Taohuawu, called myself the owner of Taohua Temple, and wrote a song "Song of Taohua Temple."

The white-haired witch looked at him: "Read it to me."

"The girl likes it, so I will read it to the girl." Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly, drank a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and recited the song "The Song of Peach Blossom Temple" in a magnetic voice.

"The Taohua Temple in Taohuawu, and the Taohua Fairy under the Taohua Temple.

The peach blossom immortal planted peach trees, and then picked peach blossoms for wine.

When I wake up, I just sit in front of the flowers, but when I get drunk, I come to sleep under the flowers.

Half drunk and half awake, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.

I hope I will die of old age and drink, but I will not bow in front of the carriage and horse.

The carriage is dusty and horse feet are revealed, and the wine cup is filled with flowers and branches is hermit.

If the extant is compared to the hermit, one is on the plain and the other is on the sky.

If you compare flowers and wine with carriages and horses, how can you be so busy and why can you be idle?

People laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not seeing through it.

There is no tomb of the heroes of Wuling, and there is no flower or wine to make the fields."

After listening to this song "The Song of Peach Blossom Temple", the white-haired witch's eyes became a little more intoxicated: "What a beautiful poem." She gradually woke up, looked at Zuo Xiaoyou's gentle smile, pursed her cherry lips, and said, "I didn't expect you to be a talented man."

"I just like reading." Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly: "It seems that the girl is a person who loves poetry. I guess she also has excellent works, so why not read it and listen to it?"

The white-haired witch shook her head: "I just like poetry, but it's hard for me to write poetry."

"Then I will recite poems for the girl." Zuo Xiaoyou smiled.

The white-haired witch looked at him, pursed her lips and nodded.

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled in his eyes and asked, "What poems do girls like?"

"Love Poem." The white-haired witch seemed a little shy, but then she showed a hint of pain: "But... what is love? Are there really lovers in the world?"

Zuo Xiaoyou knew that she must have remembered the emotional trauma she suffered in the past, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saying, "Since the girl doesn't know what it is, I will use a poem to tell the girl now."

The white-haired witch looked at him blankly.

Zuo Xiaoyou chanted in a gentle but emotional voice: "What is love in the world? It is to teach you life and death to agree with each other? The two flying guests from all over the world, and the old wings have several times of cold and heat. Joy and parting are painful, and there are even more foolish children. You should say: There are clouds in thousands of miles, snow in the mountains, and who will the shadows go to?

The road across Fen is lonely, and the flute drums and the deserted smoke is still flat. Why do you sigh at Chu? The ghosts in the mountains cry in the dark and wind and rain. The sky is jealous, and the orioles and swallows are all yellow earth. For the past thousands of years, in order to stay with the poet, I sing and drink wildly, and visit the geese hills."

"What is love in the world? It's just a matter of life and death..." The white-haired witch whispered softly, and she was infatuated for a moment. But she didn't know that the two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of her eyes, which made people heartbreak and pity.

"..." A wet wipe away the cheeks and tears from the corners of the eyes of the white-haired witch. Zuo Xiaoyou whispered: "The girl is as beautiful as a fairy, why worry about not being able to find a good husband? If you are worried about love, you will only suffer yourself."

Seeing that Zuo Xiaoyou actually helped him wipe his tears, the white-haired witch blushed and hurriedly pushed away his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes with her sleeve to cover up her embarrassment.

Zuo Xiaoyou smiled slightly, put the wipes aside, and said, "Are the girl better?"

"Hmph!" The white-haired witch snorted lightly, but the humming was no longer as powerful as before, and it was more like acting coquettish: "Don't think it's great to be able to write poetry, men don't have a good thing."

"What the girl is saying," Zuo Xiaoyou chuckled: "The stronger the man, the worse the man is, the worse the man is, because they can occupy countless women by themselves, just like the emperor, the queen, Gong Jiali Sanqian, which is simply debauchery. In comparison, those men who are not capable are much more reliable, and it is very satisfying to have a woman give them a baby."

The white-haired witch frowned slightly: "What are you talking about?"

"I just want the girl to understand that a powerful man will not have only one woman. Even if this man is loyal to feelings, there will always be some crazy bees and waves who do take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms. Continuing the family line is the nature of a man. How many men can resist the temptation in the face of temptation?"

He paused and chuckled a few times: "Women are emotional. As long as a man says a few sweet words, he feels that he can entrust his life. But in fact, the sweeter the man is, the worse the man is. A woman is deceived by such a man and is hurt in the end, and then curses that there is no good man in the world..."
Chapter completed!