Text Chapter 791 Counterfeit
Qian Million was already seated, his hands on the table, with a great demeanor, "I said, I know the significance of Master Zhang Ye's new work." ”
"Money millions, you know what to say quickly,"
Qian Million Niu coaxed angrily, "Celebrate the rest of your life, don't you understand the meaning?" Celebrate Master Zhang Ye's happy son. ”
"But I haven't heard that Master Zhang Ye has anything to do with any woman. "They pay special attention to Zhang Ye, and Zhang Ye is an indicator of their artistic trend. They didn't ask Zhang Ye in person, because it was rude for them. Zhang Ye is a master, and the master will say it if he wants to, and if he doesn't say it, he naturally doesn't want to say it. The master has no ears, and what they are saying is naturally heard.
Zhang Yelang smiled, "It's okay, it's okay." There is nothing right or wrong for you. ”
"Oh, really,"
The big power, the big prestige, the big authority exclaimed. How to pay attention under your nose, such an important movement of the master has not been discovered, it is really amazing.
"Yes, father-in-law. "The two are already father and son.
Yu Qing: "The child obeys the teachings of his father-in-law. ”
"Now you are more and more like father and son." ”
Yu Qing also smiled, but the smile was shy. He is really fortunate to have today. He has been taking care of others since he was sensible, and now he is being taken care of. It's unimaginable. He felt that as long as his father-in-law was by his side, no worries or worries would arise.
"How, don't continue to study science. ”
"That's right, but you can't help with what your stepfather is going to do. ”
Zhang Ye, "How can there be so many whys, you can see that your father-in-law has said that he is panicking." ”
"That's it, study science well, and relax in your spare time. ”
"Is Zhang Ye's predecessor his father-in-law? ”
"Occasionally, on the ancient page of technology, your name appears. I'm thinking."
"But,"
"Ahh
"But, but, tens of thousands of years!" his tongue rolled, enough to see how excited he was.
"Yes, master. "Zhang Ye is doing it in secret, and Yu Qing is keeping it secret, and he is doing it alone. Although it is not too dangerous, how to dig people's graves is a shady thing. Zhang Ye traced the clues and learned that there was an ancient cemetery here, which was the history of the mountains and wilderness, and not many people paid attention to it. Because most of the mountain records are very low, the authenticity is very low, and most of the ingredients are added with oil and vinegar. But Zhang Ye will not give up any possibility. He received several pieces of information, but he chose this place, and of course, this place has the greatest chance. Anyway, for the official background of the tomb, this confidence is still there. There must have been burials here, and in terms of world history, they are quite ancient.
Very fine enamel.
The coffin was opened, and inside was a layer of white silk that wrapped the body. Zhang Ye did not untie the veil immediately, but called back the excavation workers, "You guys go out." ”
It is a woman, there is no doubt that it is a love of beauty from seeing the texture on the silk, and women have it. It's not a surprise to be a woman.
Zhang Ye was puzzled, he didn't expect that there would be people who didn't leave. When I turned around, I saw a person, it was a worker, yes, "What are you doing, don't go out yet." ”
"What, you're talking about your ancestors. ”
Zhang Ye's gloomy face slowed down and asked, "What's this woman's name?" ”
Zhang Ye asked, "Lancôme, can it have anything to do with Wanyan Zhiya?"
"You don't understand, get out. ”
"How can I trust you, you grave robber. ”
Zhang Ye only saw a slightly one-sided information, but his thinking was so broad. I admire myself very much. Feel at ease.
"I'm going to stare at you,"
"I think ......" may not have been said yet, fainted. Zhang Ye used it like a fascination, although it was overkill, but at the moment it was the fastest to use this skill. And then threw the individual out. Continue researching Lancôme.
"The breath of life is gone, but the message remains. He opened the music box. He knew there must be something in it. He heard a familiar sound, the sound of a flute, and it was he who blew it away. It is not difficult to be sure that this is definitely the descendant of Wanyan Zhiya.
The ruins had to be dug up, and he didn't know when the Lancôme descendant would wake up and simply anesthetize. If he doesn't untie it, he'll never wake up. Zhang Ye said, "Listen, you have to dig very carefully, from today onwards, the salary will be three times higher than before." ”
"Thank you, foreman. ”
They are grateful to Dade. Zhang Ye didn't eat that, "I just hope you can be worthy of my price." ”
"Please put a hundred and twenty hearts. They patted their chests and reassured.
Why the last half of his song was kicked and changed into a tyrannical atmosphere, Zhang Ye is bound to find out to the end. Who the hell is it that dares to defile, could it be said that this singer is not the descendant of Yan Zhiya who died. It is impossible for future generations to defile their own tunes, when they are extremely respectful, and a tune is not bad. It was Zhang Ye's painstaking song, a portrayal of his arduous journey. It is composed with great care. Once created, it has not changed.
Emerald mines appeared. Originally, they were singing all the way, but when they saw Jade, their work efficiency decreased significantly. Zhang Ye said directly, "Keep digging for me, and all the jade mines will be rated for you." ”
1 kilometer, 2 kilometers, 3 kilometers......
Underground, is a labyrinth. Toxic gases flew out, and the workers died without even screaming. Zhang Ye was spared, and his physique was natural. What a realm he is, how could he be brought down by the poisonous mist. Although, it doesn't seem like you can use full power. However, the Great Realm Lord is the Great Realm Lord.
Zhang Ye's efficiency must be more than the sum of a hundred people, and the reason why no one did it was actually with a playful mentality. However, when he saw the scene of the poisonous fog, he didn't have the heart to have fun. Not only does he have to uncover the secret, but he also has to find out the culprit.
Some people are like this, they don't necessarily value their ancestors, but they take extra care of their descendants. What Zhang Ye wants is this extra care for future generations. Zhang Ye Xieva succeeded.
"Ahh He let out a heart-rending scream. Lancôme's descendants pushed down and crushed two snakes to death, but unexpectedly, the snakes that had been spitting their cores at themselves far below continued to glare at themselves angrily, and ignored Lancôme's descendants. It's as if Lancôme offspring are air. Zhang Ye ordered from twenty meters above, "Imprint your palm." ”
Zhang Ye said coldly, "If you don't listen to me, you won't be able to come up." Stay with cobras for the rest of your life. ”
Zhang Ye found that the palm of his hand was reversed, and corrected, "It's the left hand." ”
"Bang bang," like the sound of a light switch, the light flickered. A white light appeared, and the light shot out from the three-meter-square opening.
Zhang Ye said, "You first tell who you are." ”
After a pause, he said, "Zhang Ye." ”
"Bold, when you see Zhang Ye himself, still don't you salute?"
"Banmen get axes, what class men get axes?" The clay statue that claimed to be Zhang Ye did not recognize the meaning of Zhang Ye's words. Zhang Ye's meaning is obvious, but he calls himself Zhang Ye in front of him Zhang Ye, isn't this an axe from the class. This is an unprecedented first. He suddenly thought that Zhang Ye of this world was the person who called himself Zhang Ye, if this was the case, then it would be a big misunderstanding. However, it's not right, only one of your own names is easy to explain, and a misunderstanding is a misunderstanding, but if you appear with the name of a girl related to you, it's not just a misunderstanding. Yes, it must have been done on purpose. This is definitely not a misunderstanding.
Zhang Ye snorted coldly, "The person who should apologize is you." You've really eaten leopard gall!"
"Abominable 1"
Something surprising happened in front of Zhang Ye's eyes. The mud of the clay statue faded, and out of it rushed rough to a man. He screamed, "How could it be, how could this be, this is my descendant, I actually killed my descendant, ahhhhhhhh
Zhang Ye didn't speak, he couldn't be distracted now, he actually had a thought flashing through him, that is, if he and the impostor worked together, maybe he could break the barrier and go to the world of the sea. However, it is also a conjecture, and it is impossible to achieve it, because the two sides are enemies of each other. Zhang Ye hated him for pretending to be himself, and he probably hated Zhang Ye for killing his offspring.
One of the two appeared. shouted at the two of them to stop in a high-profile manner.
"I am Skywalker, your battle will cause the world to collapse, and I will mediate the war between you. ”
"If it weren't for Skywalker's mediation, I'd have killed you. ”
Impostor Zhang Ye, "I'm not kidding you, you're full of loopholes." ”
"Haha, you still tell me about the Great Realm Lord, the Great Realm Lord, what an antique realm title. ”
"I don't know, you're crazy. He accompanied Zhang Ye to play tricks.
"What, are you Zhang Ye?" the fake Zhang Ye was incredulous.
"Oh my God, it's really fake," he didn't believe it yet.
If it's a pretend, it's too similar. This presence does not need to be installed. Therefore, he began to believe that Zhang Ye was Zhang Ye. However, he still has to keep his mouth shut, "You have to come up with strong evidence to prove that you are Zhang Ye." ”
"What, you discharged me?"
Zhang Ye and his women settled in Xinyan, Yeshi. The name of the Yeshi Xinyan galaxy comes from: Zhang Ye, Ah Shi, Xia Wanxin, Liu Yan. ”
"Although I'm curious, how do you know this, but I still don't believe that you are Zhang Ye himself. ”
"Unless," he paused as if thinking something. Looking at Zhang Ye, he had a strange expression.