Cultivation Chat Group (Web Novel)

"Don't improper use 'Confucius said'! If devil hears, our palm hit until red! Plus, we no cannibal, not go crazy over meat!" the one that seemed to be the leader said in awkward Mandarin.

After the ruthless slap, the chubby man recalled the terror of the 'devil'. His shoulders immediately shrank and he didn't dare to utter a single word.

Next, the leader waved his hand and said once more in awkward Mandarin, "First, move them!"

Thereupon, the primitive men started to carry the passengers away on their backs, shoulders, by hugging them, or by dragging them.

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Soon after.

The passengers woke up one after another.

When they opened their eyes, they discovered that they were lying inside a huge shed made of straw. Next to them were standing many primitive men with brownish red skin and all sorts of pigments on their faces.

These people were wearing animal skins and holding primitive weapons in their hands; some of them even had fearful masks on their faces… it seemed as though they had directly traveled through time and come here from ancient times. They were emanating a primitive and barbaric aura.

When the passengers saw the sharp weapons these people were holding, they got a scare and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Soon after, the passengers silently looked at each other, not daring to speak.

"From what I remember, we were on the plane… how did we exactly end up in this strange place?" Tubo said in a low voice to the nearby Gao Moumou.

Gao Moumou forced a smile and shook his head. At the same time, he embraced his girlfriend Yayi tightly. These men wouldn't happen to be cannibals, right?

When it came to primitive men, the opinion of the average man was surely influenced by movies and TV shows. In the majority of those shows, primitive tribes would eat human meat. Therefore, as soon as they saw these people, the passenger immediately mistook them for cannibals.

"Did we travel to another world?" Lu Fei said quietly, her imagination running wild.

"..." Lu Fei's elder sister.

Song Shuhang's nominal disciple Joseph tightly clenched his fists. He was sitting beside his daughter, ready to protect her. He was in deep thought at this time.

Were these primitive men friends or foes?

If they were enemies, the odds weren't in their favor. After all, the primitive men were holding sharp weapons, while the passengers were all unarmed.

...Perhaps it was time for him to display the peerless martial technique his teacher taught him!

Joseph clenched his fists tightly.

He had absolute faith in his teacher Song Shuhang—he believed that the technique he had received from the man that could create explosive sounds just by lightly moving his palms could only be outstanding!

Although he had practiced only for a little more than a month, Joseph felt that he had gotten much stronger!

Eh? Why do I feel that I've gone through something similar before?

Joseph felt a sense of déjà-vu and had the impression that he had already gone through something similar. Was it just a dream, or did it really happen?

Why do I find this scene so familiar? Joseph thought to himself, somewhat puzzled.

Wait... where is teacher?

Teacher also boarded the plane with us!

Joseph looked all around, but he didn't find his teacher Song Shuhang.

Where did teacher go?

It wasn't only Joseph, Gao Moumou, Tubo, and the Zhuges had also discovered that Song Shuhang was missing...

"Where did Shuhang go?" Tubo asked in a low voice.

"Is he not here with us?" Gao Moumou narrowed his eyes and looked all around, not finding Shuhang. Since he had lost his glasses, he couldn't see too well.

Lu Fei said quietly, "I also don't see him anywhere. Did he get separated from us?"

Gao Moumou frowned and, somewhat worried, said, "All the passengers that boarded the plane are here, how come he is the only one missing?"

Everyone recalled those scenes in movies where primitive men were eating other humans. Song Shuhang wasn't already cooked and eaten, right?

Tubo and the others got a bit worried.

At this time, the passengers next to the captain of the plane asked him with a worried expression on their faces, "Captain, did something happen to the plane? Why are we here?"

The captain was also baffled and shook his head. He didn't know what to say… because he too had no idea what had happened!

He was clearly piloting the plane a moment ago. Then, he fainted and found himself surrounded by primitive men. Things happened so fast that he had yet to understand what was happening.

"It doesn't seem we had an accident since we're unscathed. Maybe we did really travel to another world?" one of the air hostesses said in a low voice.

"I don't think we traveled to another world. Perhaps, after our plane crashed, we ended up on a small island in the middle of the ocean that has yet to be discovered," the old professor guessed.

Just as the passengers were discussing amongst themselves, the primitive men suddenly formed two groups, arranging themselves in lines.

Afterward, they lifted their heads high and threw out their chests.

Then, a woman opened her mouth and said, "Men at birth, are naturally good!"

It was a line from the ❮Three-Character Classic❯ of the Chinese literature. Each word was pronounced clearly, so it was very pleasant to the ear.

After she said this much, all the passengers were dumbfounded.

Next, the other primitive men recited in unison, " Men at birth, are naturally good. Their natures are similar; their habits become different. If, negligently, not taught, their nature deteriorate. The right way to teach, is with absolute thoroughness. Formerly, the mother of Mencius chose a neighborhood. When her child would not learn, she broke the shuttle from the loom… 1 "

Blah blah blah… Although the pronunciation wasn't perfect, all those present could see that they were reciting the contents of the ❮Three-Character Classic❯ from memory.

"Pfff…" Miss Lu Fei was really bold. When she saw the primitive men reciting the ❮Three-Character Classic❯ with proud and serious faces, she unconsciously laughed.

Her laughter was melodious and pleasing to the ear.

After hearing her laughter, a primitive man that was not too far off curiously turned his head to look at her, stopping his chant.

"Stop!" A powerful voice echoed from the outside.

Then, a 180-cm-tall man wearing a black windbreaker entered the shed, his hands crossed behind his back.

As soon as they saw this man, the natives became stiff. They were so afraid that they didn't even dare to breathe.

After entering the shed, the man wearing the black windbreaker arrived in front of the primitive man that had stopped reciting. He raised his right hand and revealed a thick disciplinary ruler.

The primitive man knew he couldn't escape his fate. Therefore, he slowly stretched out his hands with a bitter look on his face.

"Snap!" The man wearing a black windbreaker mercilessly hit the palms of the primitive man with the disciplinary ruler...