"In this way, Qiu Chuji is also a good person......" After hearing Lai Zi speak, Zhang Meng couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration from the bottom of his heart.

"At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Han people were weak and bullied. At this time, someone who is not afraid of danger and comes to Genghis Khan's tent alone to persuade this killing god is worthy of the respect of future generations with this courage alone! Raiko nodded and said.

"Fat man, I think this business is doing well, and I still have a lot of eyes for the old man! We lay people can't compare to each other at all. The fat man said disapprovingly.

"Do you think everyone is as greedy for life and afraid of death as you are?" Zhang Meng glanced at the fat man.

"What the hell are you trying to say, fatty?" Raiko asked the fat man.

Seeing Lai Zi's expression, the fat man smiled and said, "I said Lai Zi, don't stare at the fat man, I don't believe you can't see through their little tricks!" ”

If Zhang Meng, who is not in the world, can't think through it, it's not surprising. But after all, Lai Zi has been in the world for many years, and he is used to seeing too many sanctimonious, insidious and cunning people, if he wants to say that he didn't expect to kill the fat man, the fat man doesn't believe it.

"When he goes, let's not talk about the result, just by virtue of his identity as the head of the Quanzhen Sect, Genghis Khan can't do anything with him! Regardless of whether he succeeded in stopping the killing of the Mongol iron cavalry, his reputation for stopping the killing in the west will go down in history. The fat man said.

Hearing the fat man say this, Lai Zi shook his head with a smile, looked at the rows of strict spiritual protectors, and sighed softly: "I would rather hope that this Qiu Chuji is a senior master." ”

The two insinuated, no matter how simple Zhang Meng's thoughts were, he understood what the two were saying, he was surprised and asked, "Won't it?" This Qiu Chuji is a later great master, the leader of the world's Daomen, if he is a hypocritical villain...... Isn't that ......?"

"What's not going to be?" The fat man pursed his lips and replied: "Isn't the so-called Zhuge Liang also an example of the world's loyal ministers?" The two "Teacher Tables" before and after have been recited through the ages. But so what? It's not a set on the surface, you see that he is deliberately killing Liu Bei and setting up Liu Chan, how can there be a little bit of monarchy and courtiers, and the methods are so vicious that even those of us in later generations dare not think about it. Therefore, the ancients are far from being as simple as we think. ”

"Ugh."

Listening to the fat man's sneer, Zhang Meng gasped, and the more he poured, the more he saw, the more the truth he saw, and sometimes the truth of the matter was really shocking, and even directly subverted most people's view of history.

"If that's the case, I'd rather not know these truths......" Zhang Meng said with a wry smile.

"So, good people aren't so easy to be." Hearing Zhang Meng's response, the fat man also sighed, looked at the next mural, and sighed softly: "But the fat man, I also hope that I will spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain." ”

The four of them nodded in unison, after seeing too many cruel truths, they really hoped that someone could help them rebuild their values.

"Come on, Zhang Quede, fat man, I'll make a bet with you, what do you say is the final result of this westward trip?" The fat man also knew that he had made the atmosphere low, so he immediately straightened his chest and said in a loud voice.

"History has already been sealed, what else is there to guess." Zhang Meng responded with little interest.

"That's not necessarily, history is written by posterity, and if it is a person, it will be faked, who knows how much of the things in the "Twenty-four History" are true? From my point of view, it is the painting wall in the tomb that can best restore the truth of history. The fat man said.

"Okay, how do you guess?" Zhang Meng asked.

"The fat man was a bad guy once, I guess this trip to the west didn't succeed." The fat man looked at the surrounding statues of gods shrouded in green light, deliberately raised his voice, and said boldly.

"Then I'll guess it's a success." Zhang Meng said.

"That's it." The fat man grinned: "The loser covers the other party's food for a year." ”

"You're ruthless! I can't hold you fat. Zhang Meng smiled indifferently: "However, you also need to be able to come to Hong Kong to eat." ”

"Don't worry about this." The fat man patted his belly and said with a smile: "I have also thought about it, this trip, the fat man will go back to Hong Kong with you, continue to pack up his antique shop, and stay for a year and a half." ”

"Cut, as if I was going to lose." Zhang Meng said angrily, in fact, he hoped that the fat man could go back to Hong Kong with him, his life was too short of friends.

The fat man simply patted Zhang Meng's shoulder and ordered: "Ah Meng, help me wipe the dust on the wall, so that the fat man can palm my eyes." ”

Looking at the fat man who kicked his nose and face, Zhang Meng didn't say anything, just wiped the wall in front of him with a cloth, gestured forward, and said loudly: "Fat man, please!" ”

"Good! Little Mengzi gave the fat man me to stand back, come, come, come, let the fat man disassemble and disassemble it. ”

Taking advantage of Zhang Meng's chatting with the fat man, Lai Zi and Ye Jiu were not idle, Lai Zi opened the way first, bowed a few times to each Lingguan Tianzun who passed by, and wiped the dust briefly, and then carefully identified the difference between the carving in front of him and the small bronze statue in front.

Ye Jiu dragged the rope from time to time to ensure the safety of the team, and stepped back from time to time to check whether the markers left behind were missing.

The four of them have a clear division of labor, and they are also very skilled in cooperating in this spacious tomb.

Zhang Meng followed the fat man, helping the fat man to illuminate while being vigilant.

"I said fat man, I've walked a few meters, isn't this mound still on the grassland? Look at this bonfire dinner, hunting in autumn, I think he is very popular with the Mongols. Zhang Meng looked like he was holding the chance to win, and said: "I said, you look at these people such a peaceful scene, is there still suspense about going west to stop killing?" ”

"It could be." The fat man said with a frown.

"Dead ducks have hard mouths." Zhang Meng pouted at the fat man's back, turned his head, and said to himself: "I think, let's not spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, it seems that this hill is really a master." ”

"Zhang Quede, are you annoyed!" The fat man said impatiently: "I can even be more verbose than the fat man." I'm afraid I'm looking at the wrong person, right? ”

"Damn!" Zhang Meng was anxious.

"Follow it well, don't move." The fat man took a few more steps forward.

Zhang Meng held up a flashlight, but did not follow.

"Once we find out the secret of the Nightmare Ice Corps, we'll get out! Don't disturb the peace of his old man's house. Zhang Meng said.

"You are compassionate." Without waiting for Zhang Meng to finish speaking, the fat man who had just finished reading part of the mural suddenly turned his head with a gloomy face, pointed to the mural behind him, and said to Zhang Meng: "Take a look!" After reading it, go and be kind. ”

Finding that the fat man's expression was not good, Zhang Meng knew that he might have guessed wrong again this time, so he came over a little discouraged.

At this moment, as soon as the painting scroll on the wall changed its style, the peace on the entire western grassland disappeared in an instant, leaving only thousands of galloping iron horses!

Seeing that the two of them did not move, Laizi, who was studying the statue of the god, also turned his head, and before he could ask the fat man what was going on, he cast his eyes on the mural in front of him.

In an instant, Laizi was stunned on the spot.