It's still the old curator who is powerful.

As soon as the evil star came, the old curator left, and this slap in the face was really strong and loud.

Jin Feng also made a move at this time, his eyes rolled and swept, and he said lightly: "This dish is not served, Chen Lao, you are full?"

"I'm full. ”

Chen Liang held the carbon fiber crutch in his hand and smiled darkly: "Thank you for the warm hospitality of Commissioner Jin." ”

"I'll reply another day. ”

"Farewell!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to nod to Jin Feng and salute, and walked out of the door with his head held high.

Seeing that there was a large empty area in front of him, Jin Feng snorted softly: "If you die three years early, you can sleep with moss on your head." ”

Chen Liang paused, tilted his head and asked, "What does Commissioner Jin mean by this?"

Jin Feng didn't look back and lit a cigarette and said, "If someone of Elder Chen's age goes back so early, he must be sleeping." ”

"You can't find anything else to do but sleep and die. ”

Hearing this, a sound of cold air suddenly sounded in the large private room.

Chen Liang immediately clenched the crutches in his hand, and his old face turned the color of pig liver, trembling with anger.

This bastard!!

He cursed himself to die three years early!

He...... This brute bastard!

Lao Tzu, didn't I just shake out the matter of your division of the four branches of the old Bo?

Didn't this matter turn the tide on the two sides of the strait, half of the South China Sea, the East China Sea, and the Yellow Sea?

Isn't it just that you are a little brute and accused by thousands of people that you cover the sky with one hand?

Fuck.

These four branches are your own divisions. I'm just a porter. You're fucking holding a grudge against Lao Tzu.

Outrageous!

"Thank you, Commissioner Kim, for your teachings. I Chen Liang wrote it down. My old bones have lived for ninety-six years and three dynasties. Not to mention dying three years early, even if you die tomorrow, it's just like that. ”

"When a person dies, everything is empty, and he doesn't care about anything. But the living have too many things to worry about. Every day, you have to carry the shackles and climb the Flame Mountain, which is really better than death. ”

Chen Liang said this very vaguely. That is to say, you little brute and little madness, the matter of your division of the old Bo into the courtyard is now known to the whole world, go back and wait to be cleaned up.

The corners of Jin Feng's mouth turned up and said softly: "Your life, the king of Hades, Lao Tzu, is in charge, and my life is my own decision." ”

The words of understatement are heavy with indifference and arrogance. made Chen Liang's old bones tremble fiercely.

It's crazy.

This little bastard is really crazy to the moon.

The ninety-six-year-old Chen Liang had long passed the age of competitiveness, but he was so angry by Jin Feng's words that his brain was congested.

Just when Chen Liang endured it and couldn't bear it anymore, Jin Feng put the big bag on the table with a big bag: "Originally, I said that I would exchange my experience in Beishi with my peers, but now it seems that it is not necessary." ”

"Slow down, everybody. I asked someone to pack these five tables. Make a late-night snack. ”

Hearing this, Chen Liang chuckled, and then sneered: "Our group of immortal old things have been guarding the Gubo First Branch for decades. I saw what I should see, and I touched what I should touch. ”

"No matter how big the leak is, that's it. ”

The other veterans sneered one after another, not caring about Jin Feng's words.

Are you kidding.

Is there anything better in this world than the things in the old Bo No. 1 Branch?

If there is, it must be a treasure at the town level.

You're a skinny monkey who has only been in Beishi for five days, can you pick up such a big leak? Is it really a national-level treasure in Beishi?

"Ah, Commissioner Kim, you always eat slowly. We won't be with you. ”

"Thank you for your contribution to our old school and my hometown. Our tickets are on sale until the 29th of next month. ”

"The number of visits to our website has also increased several times in the past few days. It's all your credit. ”

"I wish you every success in your upcoming inspections. When I went back to the mainland, he also helped us to publicize more. Makes you bother. ”

"Yes, yes, this time it's really troublesome Commissioner Kim. If only Member Jin could organize a collective party of the four institutes of the Ancient Bo. We really can't thank you enough. ”

The words with guns and sticks came out of the mouths of the old guys, each sentence sharper and more vicious.

Jin Feng sat on the chair like a big horse like a nobody, without any waves.

A group of people were too addicted to their mouths, full of joy and laughter of victory, and were about to leave.

At this moment, Jin Feng said indifferently: "The Office of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Eight Monsters." Yao Zongren. ”

Chen Liang, who had already walked to the door, couldn't help blinking his eyes when he heard this, and his body shook with him, and he immediately became calm.

The eight monsters of the Qing Palace's office are famous gods.

They are all masters of jade, horn, ivory, gold, bronze, snuff bottles, and other skills.

Yao Zongren, the one whose name Jin Feng reported, was a master among the masters. Heavenly character.

The peerless treasure-level Tianhuang three-chain chapter is from Yao Zongren's hand.

Don't......

The young and middle-aged people of the first branch did not know much about Yao Zongren's name, but the old people were taken aback.

Yao Zongren is only a few records in the history books. That is, Emperor Qianlong loved him very much.

The only thing I know is that Yao Zongren is not the best Hetian jade is not carved.

Therefore, many high-quality jade objects here in the Boyi Branch are from his handwriting. The only regret is that this person did not have any items left in history.

In the Qianlong era, craftsmen did not dare to leave money on their works like Lu Zigang and Bao Tiancheng. That's going to be a head loss.

At this time, Jin Feng slowly read in his mouth: "Ji Zhangjun rides a horse and leads a horse slave." ”

There are really few people who can understand this passage.

Even Wang Zhisong and a few veteran masters were at a loss.

Chen Liang blinked, his eyes were also full of suspicion and confusion.

"Ji Zhangjun rides a horse and leads a horse slave ......"

Suddenly, Chen Liang's heart chuckled, his heart changed color, and his heart and liver trembled.

That, that...... That's not ......

Thinking of a treasure of the town that will never leave the country, Chen Liang is not good.

"Led by Manu ...... alone"

"Could it be, did he find it? Found it in North City?"

Wang Zhisong secretly screamed bad when he saw Chen Liang's face at first glance, so he shrunk his head and stepped forward and whispered: "Old curator." We can't fall for this trick, we must kill his arrogance, defeat his arrogance, and then ......"

"Another fart. ”

Chen Liang scolded Wang Zhisong bitterly, and immediately sprayed Wang Zhisong all over his face.

"You idiot. If Lao Tzu dies on the day he dies, sooner or later the First Branch will be destroyed by you. ”

Wang Zhisong cried and looked at Chen Liang bitterly: "No, didn't you say it, do you want to give him a dismissal?"

Chen Liang poked Wang Zhisong's foot with a cane, and Wang Zhisong immediately knelt down in pain.

At this time, Chen Liang slowly turned around, stared at Jin Feng for several seconds, and suddenly sneered a few times in his mouth, and walked to Jin Feng's side step by step and slowly sat down.

"Master Jin, what's that...... Can you take out the baby and open the eyes of my bad old man?"

When these words came out, everyone at the scene was petrified, and their jaws all fell to the ground.

Jin Feng snorted lightly, and said in a mansheng voice: "Didn't you say that you have touched everything that should be touched, and you have also seen what you should see, and you have no regrets about burping tomorrow?"

Chen Liang's face turned pale, and he raised his head and laughed presumptuously.

He smiled, and the people in the first branch also sneered, all of them going towards Jin Feng.

Suddenly, Chen Liang stopped laughing, turned right and touched Jin Feng gently, and said in a low voice at Jin Feng: "How can I compare with you." My old Chen's admiration for you is the Yangtze River bursting its banks and the Yellow River overflowing......"

The eyeballs of a group of people at the scene suddenly exploded, and they couldn't believe their ears and eyes at all.

The old curator's face change speed can almost catch up with the unique skills of Sichuan Opera, it's too fast.

We...... I can't catch up with a supercar.

Jin Feng turned his head to look at Chen Liang, raised the cigarette in his hand, and Chen Liang hurriedly held the ashtray and sent it to Jin Feng.

"I'm hungry. ”

Chen Liang slapped his thigh hard and shouted, "Such a coincidence." I'm hungry too. Hurry up and tell them to serve the food. Still stunned. ”

"Aren't you full of gas?"

"Do I have it? Have I eaten it? Obviously, I just ate it and I'm hungry again......"

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