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Before he could say these words, Ye Fan interrupted his spellcasting.
Because of the words above, even if you don’t look at the specific content of each word, you can see it only by looking at the layout of the paragraphs and sentences of the words.
All the words on the coffin lid have been changed.
The members of the archaeological team put on shock masks almost instantly.
They coincidentally looked at the contents above the coffin lid again.
First, after a general glance, he was completely sure that the words on the coffin had already turned the page.
Liu Bowen, who was interrupted by his elder brother to cast a spell just now, hung in his throat.
The stunned look made his breath a little bit hard to get up and down for a while.
Beside him, Zhao Zeming first glanced at the contents of the coffin.
Originally, he was also extremely curious about the specific contents on the coffin lid.
But hearing Liu Bowen's up-and-down anger on one side really made him feel a little bit empathetic.
Moreover, there are indeed some personal matters that need to be settled between him and Liu Bowen.
As a result, that one was used to holding pens and books on weekdays, and most of the cocoons grew on the side of the middle finger because of writing too many characters and holding the pen for too long.
At a glance, he knew that it belonged to the scholar's thin and delicate hand, and it was brightly accumulating strength.
Immediately, after feeling that this strength has reached the level of killing all kindness and enmity with one palm.
About to start.
Zhao Zeming's peripheral vision collided with the eyes of Liu Bowen who glanced at Ye Fan and obviously seemed to be choking.
Afterwards, almost half of the strength that could wipe out grievances and enmities with one palm was exhausted.
When it landed on Liu Bowen's back, it had already become a little bit stronger than ordinary slapping people, but it was not too much strength.
"fool."
"Don't die."
Liu Bowen was slapped smoothly by Zhao Zeming's slap.
He took a few breaths, turned his head and said to Zhao Zeming very grandly:
"Thank you, Xueba."
Zhao Zeming patted Liu Bowen on the shoulder and said:
"You should thank brother."
Liu Bowen, who didn't know why, said very seriously:
"Whoever should be thanked should be thanked."
"It's you who gave me a smooth tone, that means you helped me."
"Even if I have a very strong admiration for my elder brother, am I, Liu Bowen, such a confused person in your heart?"
Liu Bowen's remarks are righteous and stern.
It made Zhao Zeming feel like he saw an image of Liu Bowen who was a little strange to him at this time.
For a long time, Liu Bowen has been in his heart like his exclusive title for Liu Bowen:
fool.
But now it seems that Liu Bowen is not so born to be beaten.
Such Liu Bowen made Zhao Zeming blame himself for a while.
However, just when Zhao Zeming had the idea of apologizing.
After Liu Bowen finished speaking these righteous words, he turned his head resolutely and said to Ye Fan:
"Brother, thank you!"
"I knew you cared about me so much!"
The corners of Zhao Zeming's mouth twitched quietly.
Xin said, sure enough, with that slap just now, even if he couldn't get out of the crack that Ye Fan would punch into the ground in a while, he shouldn't have withdrawn his strength so hastily!
And Ye Fan received Liu Bowen's thank you abruptly.
For a moment, a picture of the well-known sketch "Selling Abductees" popped up in my mind.
It was a line with a strong taste of bigotry:
"thank you!"
Ye Fan was also very moved by the classic pictures that popped up frequently in his head.
At this time, the system's phrase "rolling in the wrong direction" suddenly popped up in Ye Fan's mind.
For a moment, Ye Fan couldn't even tell the difference.
Is this the system saying it again in my mind, or is it just my own memory?
[Ding, it's just the host's mere memory. 】
Ye Fan: ...
Ye Fan: Alright, thank you, don’t bother me with my inner monologue in the future, and spoil this romantic atmosphere.
【Ding, please put these romantic thoughts where they should be. 】
Ye Fan: ...
Ye Fan first reflected in his heart about the fact that the scroll was in the wrong direction.
Could it be that in my previous life, I allocated some energy to these handed down classics?
But soon, Ye Fan denied this idea.
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Now I frequently recall these classic pictures.
Isn't that because, in the current Spring Festival Gala sketch, there is no one who can play?
Once again, he threw the blame thousands of miles away, even to the director who was two generations away, Ye Fan put his attention back on the coffin lid.
At this time, other members of the archaeological team have also seen the contents of the upper part of the coffin lid.
Bai Changming continued his translation work just now.
Now, there are these three special advisers in the team.
In the past, their position as the main think tanks in the team no longer existed.
But for this result, Bai Changming is still convinced.
And I feel lucky to have these three special advisors in the team.
Success does not have to depend on him, but success is excellent.
Now, in such a complex ancient tomb, Bai Changming had no choice but to do his best to do the translation work that was previously handed over to student assistants.
However, the opening part on the top of the coffin lid did not start with the part they most wanted to know just now.
"If the visitor has already seen this part of the content, then I will completely believe it."
"This person is not my clan, and he must be my clan leader."
"Of course, I believe this is my little patriarch."
"Except for the patriarch, no one in the clan has ever surpassed me in the skill of the strange gate."
"And the strange door I have mastered is not as good as one of the patriarch's hair."
"Therefore, there are a lot of repetitions in the previous article, and the explanation is too redundant."
"One is to cover the face, so that the little patriarch can easily know that Bowen has not finished talking."
"And the second reason is that if the person who comes is not the little patriarch, but other clansmen."
"Although you can't see the information on this side, you can also know what our Dragon Slayer Clan has done for hundreds of thousands of years."
"Especially, it is an exploration and struggle that started from the self, and even from Mr. Zhuge Kongming."
"As for the accident, after I cut off all the dragon veins, I started to retreat at home."
"Qimen, counting heaven's secrets above and earth's intentions below, but there is a big taboo, you can't count yourself."
"Since I closed my door, I have never counted my fate until the prosperity of Yongkang and the fall of Hongwu Jianwen."
"Not long after self-retirement, Yao Guangxiao, a bald donkey, came to the mansion to pay a visit."
Having said this, Bai Changming paused, and then coughed twice, as if to ease his embarrassment.
He explained somewhat palely:
"This bald donkey is not my over-explanation."
"It's the original text, please don't misunderstand."
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In fact, if Bai Changming didn't add the last explanation, the members of the surrounding archaeological team would not be able to discover the clues at all.
But when Bai Changming added the last sentence of explanation, the point of this paragraph became strange.
The team members around were stunned for a while.
Then, the members of the archaeological team reacted.
The team began to burst into laughter one after another.
Among them, the one who laughed the most impolitely was He Lianjing.
He Lianjing laughed out loud, repeating while laughing:
"Vald donkey, hahahaha!"
"Mute, did you hear that, it's Bald Donkey, written by Xiao Yezi's people!"
Zhang Qiling glanced coldly at He Lianjing who was laughing.
The dirty words on his face were ready to come out.
On one side, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at the direction of He Lianjing and Zhang Qiling with some contempt.
Looking at the subtle reactions of these two people, Ye Fan was basically able to confirm one thing:
The black glasses must know the history of the little brother playing Zhang Bald, right? !
So the little brother played Zhang Tu's temperament at that time, it was really taught by He Lianjing, right?
On one side, He Lianjing had already noticed Ye Fan's sight in time.
He approached Ye Fan with a smile, and very naturally pushed aside the years and years around Ye Fan, and moved them to Zhang Qiling's side.
Zhang Qiling held up Sui Sui, who was pushed to his side by He Lianjing's four or two tricks.
Then, three pairs of eyes...
To be precise, if you don't count the eyes that are blocked by small sunglasses every year, there are two pairs of eyes in total.
They all looked at He Lianjing's direction coolly.
He Lianjing hooked Ye Fan's shoulder, pretending to be mysterious and said:
"Little Ye Zi, I will tell you an old story."
"Once upon a time, the mute had a grand ideal..."
When Ye Fan heard He Lianjing's opening remarks, he immediately stretched out his hand to stop his desire to continue:
"Okay, don't be in the water..."
"Don't say any more."
"I don't feel like listening."
At this time, if one of the dead people plus living people, human plus ghosts and gods is found at the scene, a person who has been hurt the most by bald heads.