The two professors said disdainfully, this is just an ancient well water, if it is a mouthful of mercury, they may be a little more afraid, but it is cold and ordinary water, there is nothing to be afraid of.

As if he had found a treasure, he continued to hold a magnifying glass and watched next to the black ancient well, because of the deep chill emitted by the ancient well, the two old men couldn't stand it, and they shivered for a while, and they had to run to bask in the sun, and then continued to come back to see, and suddenly found that it was important.

Because on the black stone of the ancient well, carved into a line of words, the words on it are simple and simple, sharp as a sword, as if like a chic, arrogant, uninhibited, lazy and carefree person, lying on it, people can't help but feel refreshed.

There is a poem written on it, and seeing poetry is like seeing people.

You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you.

After the two professors saw it, although the workers had left, some of the managers were still there, and suddenly they saw the two old men shouting excitedly:

This is Li Bai's general wine, Li Bai's poem, smuggling narrates his life, could it be that under the ancient well, is it the tomb of the poet immortal Li Bai?"

One of the professors' hands was shaking with excitement, a little incredulous.

After Zhang Xiaofan listened to it next to him, he pursed his lips and muttered to himself, which few people could hear:

"That's right, it is indeed Li Bai's poem, the word is like a sword that is indestructible, and there is a domineering sword intent on it. ”

Zhang Xiaofan left after speaking, and never looked at it again.

Because Zhang Xiaofan observed more clearly than the two professors, he knew more, after all, Li Bai also had an identity, that is, a person from the rivers and lakes.

The carved words are full of domineering sword energy, as if they are unruly people, and they are a little lazy and advocating freedom, even Zhang Xiaofan felt it, and he had to retreat.

Li Bai, in ancient times, was a poet, traveled all over the country, was chic and uninhibited, and even the emperor at that time wanted him to write a poem for him, Li Bai dared to refuse.

A weak scholar, with such a big reputation, how could he be proud of the rivers and lakes at that time!

You must know that the nature of ancient times is thousands of times worse than now, and sometimes the boat capsizes in the gutter, and all you need is a kitchen knife behind it.

Li Bai's identity is not simple, in the rivers and lakes, people call him. It's not the poet immortal Li Bai, but the sword saint Li Bai, Zhang Xiaofan has also heard some things from his master before.

Li Bai's martial arts are outstanding, especially swordsmanship, and he is known as the invincible sword master at that time, so he can be proud of the world.

It is said that he also founded a sword school at that time, and it was also famous for shaking the rivers and lakes, as for how it declined later, Zhang Xiaofan does not know.

Looking at the words on the stone wall of the ancient well, if Zhang Xiaofan guessed correctly, although it is a poem, even ordinary people know it, it will be the perception of Li Bai's life, and it is also the mantra of the legendary "Sword of the Great River".

Even if there is a mantra, not everyone can practice it, and this thing still needs to be led by the master into the door.

After all, that is the perception of his Li Bai's life, this kind of inheritance thing, it can't be said, it can only be understood, everything depends on chance.

If some swordsmen come here, just those fonts, which contain ancient sword qi, are definitely treasures among treasures, even if they can't get the inheritance of Li Bai's sword saint, they can feel the sword qi above, and their own cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Of course, ordinary people can't feel it, and they must feel it with their divine sense.

Zhang Xiaofan's demon magic trick, he has the confidence that he thinks he is invincible in the world, so naturally he will not feel the sword intent of the sword saint, so he has to pretend that he didn't see it.

But at the bottom of the ancient well, the iron chain bound a large red coffin, and there was a powerful qi in it that made people unable to breathe, it was like a sword that opened the light, extremely sharp, and as long as it was touched, it would hurt.

Zhang Xiaofan cultivates the Demon God Technique, so he is particularly sensitive to the power of life, and even vaguely feels that inside the red coffin, there is a faint trace of vitality, just like a half-dead person, only a little bit of vitality, lying in it and sleeping for thousands of years, just waiting for one day, about to wake up, cut off those binding chains, and climb out directly.

There are too many things in the rivers and lakes Zhang Xiaofan doesn't know, but he is sure that the people below are not dead anyway, whether they are Sword Saint Li Bai or not.

Although he was restrained by iron chains, although he was sleeping, no matter what, Zhang Xiaofan, who is so powerful now, can't even touch it, I don't know what kind of monster it is below, once it wakes up, it will be a terrifying thing, so Zhang Xiaofan didn't care about it, and tried every means to throw this pot to the Xiuzhen Alliance.

It's not human, it's not a good thing anyway.

Inside the red coffin, not to mention that it may really be the legendary sword saint Li Bai, if he really wakes up and resurrects, who can resist his sword of the river in the rivers and lakes now!

Among ordinary people, some people will find some magic weapons, and after death, they will not be angry, and they will live like a maggot, lying in a coffin.

Not to mention the famous sword saint Li Bai.

"After all, this is not his Tang Dynasty, not his era, even if he is resurrected, what monstrous waves can he set off!"

Zhang Xiaofan arranged the construction site and muttered to himself comforting.

There were too many things that happened this morning, but I didn't expect to just come to the construction site and find that more than a dozen workers were gathered together, and they were actually fighting, and the heads were bleeding, and the well-wishers hurried to persuade them to fight.

After opening it, I found that after all, everyone lives in the shed, and can work on the construction site here, due to the imbalance between men and women, many of them are young and strong men and old singles.

When I see other people's mothers-in-law, dangling in front of my eyes every day, I naturally can't stand it, my head will be cranky, and then there will definitely be some small movements.

There was a wife of a small bag foreman, who looked a little charming, and her figure was not very good, but she was very full, and many workers peeped at her, and this woman was not a good woman, and her husband seemed to be not satisfied!

Or make excuses for nothing, and sneak into the grove to be happy with the man who is eye-to-eye.

It seems that this did not happen here, it used to be the case at other construction sites.

There were people on the construction site, so everyone stopped working, and took this opportunity, the wife of the small bag foreman naturally couldn't bear it, and actually slipped into the grove with the man to live happily.

Although there are rudimentary toilets on the construction site, some workers like to run into the woods because there is no smell.

Coincidentally, the small bag foreman, who ran to the woods for convenience, suddenly heard the voice of the man and woman, the woman's voice was so familiar, and suddenly his heart jumped, and his brows were tightly locked and he touched along the mountain forest, and suddenly saw a scene, which made people unacceptable.

His wife, and three or five workers under him, were in the woods, and their clothes were thrown everywhere on the ground, and at a glance, the scene was really wonderful......