Crossing Instructions: 4 Every traverser is open, the culture of a world is your basic welfare, make good use of it and you will live well.

The great god of birds does not once said: No matter how similar the development process of two civilizations with different systems is, it is impossible for cultures to intersect.

Xia Ye is convinced of this, just take the present, the earth has developed from a slave society to a feudal dynasty to the present, and the development of human beings is to make themselves more comfortable with better foreign objects, which is the so-called scientific and technological civilization. There is magic and metaphysics in the other world, many things can be solved with one magic, and the development of civilization is mainly to enhance itself, so that it can become stronger and make its own life better, which is the so-called fantasy civilization. The ideas are all different, and how can the cultures produced by the development of civilization be the same.

Therefore, the starting point of every traverser is to stand on the shoulders of a world.

Okay, let's get down to business, Xia Ye wants to tell stories, with a world culture as a backing, he doesn't know too many stories, not to mention a library of famous books he read before the crossing, there is also a room, after all, as a senior member of the FFF group, there is only this hobby left. Even if you put aside the famous classics, even if you talk about online articles, you can tell him from bones to ashes.

What he struggled with now was what to say, and his purpose was to get the little girl to approve of him. You can't tell her about the siege, should you tell her that marriage is a grave?

After thinking about it, it seems that all that can be told is fairy tales, but no matter how beautiful the fairy tales on the earth are, they all have a strong educational meaning, after all, the original meaning of fairy tales is enlightenment and education, and it always feels a little awkward to use them to deceive people. And Xia Ye has a feeling that if he tells fairy tales, he will die miserably, no why, the sixth sense of skeletons.

"If you don't talk about it, if you don't talk about it, I'm leaving!" said the little girl, blinking her big bright eyes, impatiently.

"Tell me about it, why don't you talk about it, I'm brewing emotions. "It's hard to find one that looks easy to deceive, how could Xia Ye give up so easily.

"A long, long time ago, in a distant country, there was a scholar named Ning Caichen... ”

A near-perfect voice taken from the true god, with a slightly sentimental voice, Nie Xiaoqian's story came out of his mouth.

That's right, Xia Ye is talking about Liaozhai, or a very classic story in Liaozhai. The devil knows how he suddenly came up with such an idea, in broad daylight, in the crowded street, to tell a little girl about fasting, and the storyteller is still a skeleton!

There is no doubt that the voice of the true god is very infectious, and Xia Ye also likes Nie Xiaoqian's story, and he poured out his emotions when he told it. Although he did not speak loudly, passers-by were attracted by the words and stopped to listen to him, and soon a large crowd of people gathered around the place.

There are those who are purely attracted by the story, and there are those who see so many people and come to join in the fun and are attracted by the story, in short, the more people gather.

At this moment, Yan Chixia suddenly jumped out and shouted: . . ”

Xia Ye was very involved in talking, and he didn't care about the surroundings, and suddenly noticed that a large amount of life breath had gathered around him, and he felt a little uncomfortable, and when he looked up and saw the already congested street, he was suddenly startled.

The place where he was was had been tightly wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside. Because his voice was not loud, the people outside could not hear it, but a troubadour set a table outside, and the people inside relayed it, and then he spoke to the people outside.

The most shameless thing is that he even charges for it!

"Why don't you talk about it? What did the magician named Yan Chixia say?"

Xia Ye looked confused, Magician Yan Chixia, are you telling me the same story?

"Go on, which branch of the demon clan is that grandma, see if I don't kill her!"

Hey, hey, this is the story!

"In other words, is there really a reincarnation after death? Will it become a creature called a ghost? I've seen evil thoughts, I've seen undead creatures, and I've never heard of such a thing. ”

This man, this is a story meeting, not a scientific research meeting!

"Tell me quickly, hanging people's appetite will be punished by God!"

Is it still life-threatening to tell a story? Xia Ye didn't bother to complain.

"Ahem, oops, I'm a little tired from talking for so long. Xia Ye straightened the sheets on his body and pretended to be careless.

"Go and move a chair, ask for leather!"

"Oops, a little hungry. ”

"Go to the tavern next door and serve the best dishes!"

"Oops, I'm a little thirsty!"

Without waiting for the onlookers to interject, the little girl took out a small porcelain vase the size of a palm out of nowhere, threw it to Xia Ye and said, "Hurry up!"

Xia Ye shrugged, yes, don't pretend to be forced, it's important to get down to business.

"Then I'll go on, I said in the last book. ”

Xia Ye adjusted the volume of his vocal cords, and the vocal cords he made himself were much more useful than the stereo, not only could he adjust the volume of the voice, but he could also record and play it back! God knows what use he had with this function.

The sound of pregnancy in the ears came out slowly, and the people around could basically hear it, and now the troubadour was embarrassed. Just kidding, Xia Ye's current character is a villain, and he wants to rob his business, no way!

It turns out that classics are classics no matter which world they go to, just look at the looks of the people around you. Nie Xiaoqian's ending was pitiful, and the faces of the people around her were sad, and even some emotional people left tears.

"It's just a story, isn't it?" The little girl's eyes were red, and with her delicate face, people couldn't help but want to hold her in their arms.

Xia Ye was a little puzzled, he understood how infectious his voice was now, this was an imitation of the voice of the true god, plus a wonderful story, an innocent and cute little girl was not moved to cry bitterly, this is not scientific!

"Yes, it's just a story. ”

Depressed to depressed, he didn't get nothing, he felt a faint faith coming from the people around him, slowly flowing into the stool mark on his head. These people did not recognize him, but they recognized the stories he told, and the same power of faith was generated, which, according to the calculation left by the bird god, should be enough for him to live in this world for three more days.

Although it's only three days, it's a day to live one more day, and Xia Ye doesn't dislike it, so it's a good start.

The power of faith is invisible to ordinary people, but just when Xia Ye received the power of faith, the little girl suddenly frowned, staring at Xia Ye with pure and infinite eyes, as if she wanted to see him through.

Xia Ye didn't know this, he was secretly rejoicing, feeling that he had found a way to live a long life.

"Get out of the way!

A discordant sound suddenly came from outside the crowd, and a large group of guards suddenly pushed aside the crowd and surrounded Xia Ye.

"Come on, arrest this guy who stole other people's bed sheets and illegally gathered a crowd!"

A few guards were about to tie up Xia Ye, but Xia Ye was directly confused, what is the situation? Stealing a bed sheet? What the hell is an illegal gathering?

It turns out that it's better to keep a low profile when you cross it.