Wang Mang who only believes in common people but not in ghosts and gods.

It was a bit beyond Gao Fan's expectations.

Now, in this history, he has only sat on the throne for 16 years, but in fact, the emperor of the new dynasty, who has usurped the throne for 27 years, is in front of Gao Fan.

Gao Fan can clearly see his face with Chinese characters, his eyes that are not angry and prestigious, and his heroic eyebrows... With the full-scale sketching skills of Gao Fan, he can return to reality at this moment, and he can also portray him. Looks like it.

It is far less difficult to paint a human image than the alien spider **** the moon.

Weiyang Palace is even more difficult. It is impossible to describe the details of this huge gem of Chinese architectural history without a few months or even years.

But Gao Fan doesn't have to do that. The moon scene is because the legacy of "Great Existence: Rubik's Cube" is the moon soil, and the moon soil and the spider girl are one body, so they must be described as a whole.

But Wang Mang’s legacy is Mianqi. Except for portraits, at most painting his black dragon robe, the mystery will swallow this piece of history and make it the possession of Gao Fan’s inspiration. In this way, Gao Fan got another coordinate leading to the eternal demon.

Is it that simple?

Gao Fan fell into thinking.

Wang Mang should be a pillar to be swallowed.

Even his dynasty was swallowed.

But Wang Mang said that he did not believe in ghosts and gods.

Who swallowed him?

The pillar must believe in the great existence, and the great existence can swallow it.

Or Wang Mang is lying.

Or, the target...wrong?

"Foreign people, why don't you speak?" Wang Mang said, "After two thousand years of speaking for the widow, what will the world look like?"

"Two thousand years later, the human society will be prosperous in science and technology, and the material will be extremely rich. When we sit in the room, we can travel around the world and see things thousands of miles away. The speed is countless times faster than the fastest galloping horse. There is no need to feed, and it travels thousands of miles a day. Ha, I can’t say anything, I can watch it with you~"

Having said that, Gao Fan came to be interested, and he said to Wang Mang: "Your Majesty, borrow paper and pen to use."

"Give a silk and a pen to another person." Wang Mang said.

The palace lady with round face and big eyes put a roll of silk, a pen, inkstone and ink on the table in front of Gao Fan, and began to polish the ink for Gao Fan.

"You polish the ink for me, I'll show you a good show~" Gao Fan picked up the pen and said to the court lady with a smile.

The maid lowered her head and said nothing, with one arm in her sleeves and the other in ink, revealing a bright wrist, as white as a lotus root.

Gao Fan didn't have a deep research on brush painting, but he still had the skills of a master. He was splashing ink with his brush, and there was already an extra car on the silk.

"This is the iron horse that doesn't need to be fed?" the maid asked in a low voice, "It's not surprising to see..."

"Come on~" Gao Fan patted the paper on the table.

Whoosh!

I saw this ink cart on paper suddenly rose up against the wind, and it rose more and more, becoming a Land Rover, parked on one side, overturned several mats, occupying a small part of the propaganda room, and its whole body The color of gold and steel is obviously mysterious, and it is not a creation of this age.

A group of guards and the court ladies were immediately stunned.

But Wang Mang froze for a while and laughed out his palms: "You deserve to be an alien painter! What an alien technique!"

"It's all about the vultures~" Gao Fan smiled, and the silk cloth in the exhibition hand flicked again, and the Land Rover returned to the silk cloth again, becoming the lines and colors on the silk cloth.

Because it is a thing of inspiration, and it has no mysterious attachment. In the first century AD, it was impossible to resist the "Way of Heaven" of this era, in order to be in reality, it was just an appearance.

In other words, the car couldn't drive away, not because of lack of fuel, but because it didn't exist at all.

Gao Fan could have summoned these objects from the Boston-inspired city at will, but in order to pursue a sense of ritual, he had to draw on the silk cloth with a pen and then summon them.

Next, Gao Fan began to popularize knowledge about Wang Mang and the guards and court ladies after two thousand years, such as the TV that can watch thousands of miles away, the refrigerator that can make summer cold, the tap that can produce water on its own, and soar into the sky. Helicopter...

Two thousand years of knowledge was crushed until Wang Mang fully believed that Gao Fan really came from two thousand years later. Otherwise, these cleverly grabbing the sky would be rare objects that are also hard to find in the fairy world, and the flickering and mysterious magic. Where did it come from?

Those guards and court ladies were also shocked by Gao Fan. The atmosphere inside the temple affected the outside of the temple. The guards who had been raging outside the temple felt that the lights in the temple were flickering and dimming, sometimes the lights were masterpieces, and sometimes they were colorful, and they were passed on from time to time. His Majesty’s laughter, and the unbearable exclamations of the guards and maids, after so many times, the hostility was slightly reduced, but suspicious.

Inside the palace.

"Another person's different art is a god, and the widow believes it." Wang Mang sighed, "But according to the other person, it was recorded two thousand years later that the widow dynasty only existed for 16 years, which really makes the widow's life suspicious."

"So I ask you, do you believe in any god? There are some gods in this world who specifically target pillars like you, and then devour your dynasty and history, and then down, you will no longer be recorded in human history. ." Gao Fan said.

"The meaning of the gods... is so vicious?" Wang Mang whispered, "but what do they want to devour the widowed and widowed dynasty?"

"Use them as resources to fight against each other." Gao Fan said, "They want to dig out a big treasure at the end of human civilization, but they dare not act blatantly. They only dare to use the pillars of mankind to crusade and fight against each other."

"Our Chinese ethnicity are the blades and playthings of the gods?" Wang Mang frowned.

"It's not just China, from here, to the south and the oceans, to the north and the ice desert, thousands of miles away, there are all kinds of continents and races. The boxing champion behind me is from one of the continents, but you That's right, all human beings talk to gods, they are playthings." Gao Fan said.

"If this is the case, if the widow survives two thousand years later... he will swing his blade at God!" Wang Mang suddenly threw a glass to the ground, his nose and eyes widened, "Widow must show his eyes for the human race under the world!"

"Good ambition!" Gao Fan praised, and said again, "That's because you haven't seen how great a great existence is..."

The candlelight is bright in the hall.

It is late at night~lightnovelpub.net~ The conversation between Wang Mang and Gao Fan continues.

"My intention is to hunt a'god'." Gao Fan said, "He left a coordinate on you. I need to draw your soul into my painting to get this coordinate. ."

"Bold!" A guard drew his sword fiercely.

"Don't be nervous." Wang Mang waved his hand.

"With the means of other people, gods can be the hunting target. If you want to take the life of a widow, you are still in the palm of your hand, let alone making a painting..."

After all, Wang Mang asked Gao Fan again.

"Nowadays, the widow has been talking to you for a long time. I think you can remember the appearance of the widow, and of course it can be used for painting. Why do you talk so much with the widow?" Wang Mang asked.

"Because I suddenly discovered that you are not my coordinates. Now I want to ask, where do you think I am looking for?" Gao Fan said.

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