The oldest one closest to me looked at the sparse sunset with his hands behind his back as if nothing happened, blowing the cold wind alone, like a great poet who climbed the Youzhou platform to read the world and the world, and wept alone!

Exceptional!

Well!

I saw the old man with his back behind him and his hands clasped tightly......

Half a long cigarette butt!

This big guy's pain nerves are a little low, his thumbs are all pasted, but there is no pain on his face at all!

This is the legendary concentration?!

"What harrier rolled over?"

"What is the bottom attack?"

Tan Bohan and a group of old things began to babble and shout again: "Zhaoling has not been stolen? It's ridiculous! Zhaoling has long been dug up to the point that even the Sao Lu Purple Fist Mao Tuo has been sold to the Penn Museum."

"Yellow-haired boy, you really came with your mouth open!"

Tan Bohan and Old Man Qi came out with these words, and I unceremoniously cut back: "Speaking of which, Old Tan and Old Qi, do you know the entrance to Zhaoling?"

Hiss!

Belch!

This!

You!

Old man Qi froze in place, and his old face turned white.

Tan Bohan's mouth was open, he was angry and embarrassed, and his face was full of hatred!

I looked indifferent, staring straight at the other old men who were dancing merrily.

"Elder Hong, Elder Zhao, you seniors must have been to the entrance of Zhaoling if you want to come. Right? Can you point it out to me?"

"So that we, the younger generations, may also grow up to learn."

Hum!

Old man Hong turned his head away, didn't bother to pay attention to me, grinned angrily, but was speechless.

Cut!

Old man Zhao's face was full of iron, and he was even more angry and blew his beard and glared at him.

Zhaoling. It is the joint burial mausoleum of Li Shimin, the first emperor of the ages, and the eldest grandson of the first queen of the ages. It was buried in Jiuzhi Mountain.

For thousands of years, Zhaoling has been robbed and dug up by various tomb robbers, Xu Maogongcheng bites Jin Qinqiong, and many famous ministers and generals of Lingyan Pavilion have been cut clean, which also leads to later generations to think that Zhaoling has been stolen and excavated.

But the fact is that Zhaoling, like Qianling, failed to find the entrance to the underground palace. Including Wen Tao, the first gravedigger in the ages, and the Yellow Nest of the Bloodthirsty Demon of the Tang Dynasty gravedigger, they failed to dig up these two tombs.

"You said that Zhaoling was not stolen. You come up with evidence. Take it!"

"Both the old and new Tang books record that Zhaoling was stolen by Wen Tao, what do you say?"

It was exactly the same as I expected, after being slapped in the face by me, Old Man Qi, known as the Nine Fathers of the Headquarters, immediately launched a counterattack against me!

In this regard, I responded to the past with the most simple and direct words: "May I ask Elder Qi, so far, has there been a royal article of Li Shimin and the eldest grandson in the world?"

This sentence was not enough to kill the other party, so I added another sentence: "Why don't you always make an application and open Zhaoling to see." It's okay if you can't find the entrance, I'll teach you."

"Anyway, I'm in charge of literacy for the elderly, and I'll give you free training in feng shui."

When these words came out, they directly beat Old Man Qi into ashes!

I said this so madly, so crazy that there was no boundary!

Many of the bigwigs in the observation group had an expression of extreme disgust for me!

Tang Anjun's eyes drooped, he exhaled heavily, glanced at me indifferently and coldly, and couldn't help but rub his temples when he turned his back.

The corners of the Divine Bureau King's mouth curled slightly, and he shook his head, and he also thought I was too crazy!

But the old one stood there as usual, indifferent.

"Tong Shi. You're less crazy. One day, I will let you go to the entrance of the Zhaoling Tomb in person."

"You don't talk to me about fantasy. We don't believe in your feudal superstitions, so you can come up with a practical plan for me."

"Yes. Take it right away. Do it right away."

"That's right...... I don't believe you can open this mountain of quicksand......

At this moment, Xiaolongzi replied loudly with a handsome little face

"Seniors, please pay attention to classroom discipline. Please don't forget that you promised Mr. Tang only ears and eyes."

Xiaolongzi is only nineteen years old, and his childish appearance falls in the eyes of the old guy, just as he is a little kid who does not enter the stream.

At that moment, Tan Bohan and Old Man Qi jumped out and pointed at Xiaolongzi and scolded him unceremoniously.

Xiaolongzi also has a temper, but this kid's mouth cannon kung fu is still in the qi refining period, and there are thousands of methods and sentences of scolding in his head, but they can't be converted into his mouth.

After shouting at the other party for only three sentences, he was killed and lost his armor, and he was so angry that tears rushed to his eyes.

"Brother Tong, the task of maintaining classroom discipline is so difficult. They're too bullying."

"Whoever doesn't listen, go over and slap him in the mouth."

"That's not good. Is there any other way?"

"Call the teacher!"

"! Don't do it!"

"Go tell Tan Bohan who your grandfather is. Make sure he doesn't dare to push it again."

Xiaolongzi's face suddenly fell, and Ku Ai looked at me, extremely entangled and resentful: "I, I have to rely on myself."

At this time, a melodious and crisp female voice sounded: "Seniors. Please refrain from talking. We want to hear from the children."

Xiaolongzi followed the prestige and suddenly sizzled, "Outer Three."

The person who spoke was the number three girl outside of Herant. Huang Shihui.

The voice of the No. 3 girl outside made Tan Bohan and the old man very surprised, but she still didn't take the other party in her eyes, and she made more trouble.

Huang Shihui immediately saluted Tan Bohan and said loudly, "Report to Tan Lao. Please don't interfere with our lessons! Thank you!"

Tan Bohan was stunned, put on a high-minded look, and was about to speak.

Cold, the cabbage stood up and suddenly saluted and shouted, "Report." Please don't speak. Only poor students speak in class."

Tan Bohan was furious.

In the next second, several girls in the headquarters turned around and saluted in unison, shouting, "Report, please don't speak."

As soon as the cries of several girls came out, the reports of several contestants in the Special Divine Bureau came in an instant, exploding the audience.

"Report. Please don't speak."

"We're going to listen to the class!"

"Please don't interfere with the order of the class!"

"We're going to listen to the class!"

In the overwhelming sound waves, there is also the foul mouth of Huang Shengyang's *** old man. But no one heard.

Even if someone hears it, it can't be found who scolded it.

The pleading of one, two, and three young people, Tan Bohan still didn't pay attention to it. But a group of people, that's a different story.