The glory of the king: the almighty Li Bai

Chapter 139 I See You Are Destined, This Is For You!
Chapter 170 Eight I See You Are Destined, This Is For You!
"Why do you still look like this?" Tang Yu stood under the pavilion and recognized Feng Wanli from a distance.

Feng Wanli waved his hand, pointed at the face stuck together by the condensate juice, and said helplessly, "I'm used to it! There's nothing I can do about it!"

Tang Yu nodded: "Okay then! When you are in front of my teacher, you can say that you are the demon hunter I hired!"

"Aren't you going to the tomb? Are you still hiring a demon hunter?" Feng Wanli asked.

Tang Yu nodded: "This time the tomb is a bit evil, my teacher asked me to hire more demon hunters!"

"A bit evil?" Feng Wanli's heart moved, and he asked quickly, "Is there a ghost?"

"It's not just ghosts!" Tang Yu glanced at Feng Wanli and told about the ancient tomb one by one.

"This ancient tomb is the tomb of Wen Tianxiang from the Song Dynasty!"

"Wen Tianxiang?" Feng Wan's expression was strange. Isn't this the anti-Yuan hero in the late Southern Song Dynasty?How did you become a magician?

Tang Yu continued: "Wen Tianxiang's natal inheritance is the inheritor of Gao Jianli. I learned from several people who dug the tomb that every night, there will be the sound of the piano at that night, which is quite terrifying!"

Feng Wanli waved his hands and grinned: "The big deal is that Wen Tianxiang's soul is still in the tomb. What's so scary about that?"

Tang Yu glanced at Feng Wanli, and asked, "Do you know that Wen Tianxiang's strength was at least a diamond in his lifetime, and even after his death, the strength of the ghost condensed by his soul is above the gold level!"

"Your teacher doesn't have gold-level strength?" Feng Wanli couldn't believe it. In such a university, the teacher who can lead students to the grave is only silver-level.

"No!" Tang Yu shook her head, and continued: "Our school has only six gold-level inheritors, and all of them are director-level teachers. How could they go to the grave with us!"

Feng Wanli felt guilty, and couldn't help asking: "Doesn't that mean that as long as we meet Wen Tianxiang's ghost, we will die?"

"Eh!" Tang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then said indifferently: "How can ghosts be so easy to touch! As long as you don't touch the ghost attached to the ghost, you won't be in danger!"

Looking at Tang Yu's appearance, Feng Wanli felt guilty, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "Sister Tang Yu, if you really meet a ghost, do you have anything in the bottom of the box?"

"Press the bottom of the box?" Tang Yuyu frowned slightly, wondering: "What do you mean?"

Looking at this silly picture of Tang Yu, Feng Wanli really hated that iron cannot be made into steel, and quickly said: "Just run away! We can't just sit and wait for death!"

"No!" Tang Yu shook her head and said helplessly, "Even if my grandfather encounters Wen Tianxiang's ghost, he can't help it, let alone me!"

"You won't regret it, will you?"

Tang Yu looked at Feng Wanli suspiciously, then pretended not to care and said, "If you're afraid, don't go!"

Feng Wanli touched the storage bracelet on his hand, thinking that there were more than 50 golden inscriptions in it, he felt certain, and said, "What's so scary! Let's go now!"

"By the way! Where's your pet?" Tang Yu asked, scratching the red flame squirrel on his shoulder.

Feng Wanli tore off the belt and directly put his hand inside.

"Ah!" Tang Yu blushed, turned around quickly, and shouted, "Are you going to moleste me?"

Feng Wanli rolled his eyes at Tang Yu, pulled out the blue spirit mink, and said, "I dare not insult you! The man who can control you must not have been born yet!"

"Jeep!"

Tang Yu heard the strange sound behind him, and turned around slowly, and happened to see the blue spirit mink in Feng Wanli's hand.

"You put it in your crotch?" Tang Yu pointed at Feng Wanli with a wry smile on his face.

Feng Wanli took advantage of the situation and put the blue spirit mink on his shoulder, then nodded: "Yes! How about I run out with him?"

"Jeep!"

Lan Ling Diao's face was sluggish, and he looked at Feng Wanli very unkindly.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!" A series of cell phone ringtones rang.

Tang Yu took out her mobile phone and looked down, but it didn't connect, and said to Feng Wanli, "Teacher is calling, let's go!"

"Oh!"

Feng Wanli nodded, followed Tang Yu, and walked into the distance.

The two got into a taxi and stopped directly at the gate of Beicheng.

Feng Wanli looked through the car window and found seven people with backpacks on their backs, waiting under the city gate.

"teacher!"

Tang Yu walked first, and walked to the head of an old man with a full head of hair but a bare head.

"This is the demon hunter I was looking for!" Tang Yu pointed at Feng Wanli, and then introduced the people in front of him to Feng Wanli.

"This is my teacher!" Tang Yu pointed at the old man in the Mediterranean and smiled.

"These two are my classmates!" Tang Yu pointed to a woman and two men to the side.

Feng Wanli saw that the three of them were wearing the school uniforms of Shanghai, obviously they were college students.

As for the remaining three, they were obviously demon hunters hired by three students, and they were all bronze-level inheritors.

"My name is Feng Qingyang! Li Bai's inheritor! Bronze inheritor!" Feng Wanli has a knack for fictitious identities.

Teacher Haidi walked slowly among the crowd and shouted loudly: "My name is Yang Ming, and I am the initiator of this trip to the ancient tomb. I hope all the demon hunter brothers will cooperate well!"

Feng Wanli glanced at Tang Yu, and found that he was huddled with several students from Shanghai University, and ignored him.

Feng Wanli shook his head, and walked towards the three demon hunters beside him.

"Hi! Brother!" Feng Wanli picked a round-faced demon hunter and said hello: "I just heard your introduction, your name is Lu Benwei, right?"

Lu Benwei grinned and said, "Yes! I am the Bronze-level inheritor of the Bull Demon, are you Feng Qingyang?"

Feng Wanli realized that Lu Benwei was quite talkative, so he asked, "I heard that this trip to the ancient tomb is quite dangerous!"

"Cut!" Lu Benwei waved his hand, and said indifferently: "As long as you go to the ancient tomb, it is dangerous. How can there be an ancient tomb that is not dangerous!"

"Yo!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed brightly, and he hurriedly asked, "Brother, from your tone, it seems that there are quite a lot of ancient tombs!"

"of course!"

Lu Benwei patted his chest and nodded: "I have been in the ancient tomb since I was 26 years old. It has been four years now. I have never seen any ancient tomb!"

Feng Wanli looked at Lu Benwei's bragging, so he asked, "Then have you ever seen a ghost?"

"Ghost?" Lu Benwei hurriedly looked around and found that no one was paying attention here, so he whispered: "This is something unspeakable!"

"Can't tell?"

Feng Wanli frowned slightly, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Of course it's unlucky!" Lu Benwei suddenly took out a small stone with words from his arms.

Lu Benwei directly handed over the small stone, and said in a low voice, "I think it is destined for you, so I will give you this small stone!"

Feng Wanli looked down, suddenly his expression was shocked, but he found that the font on the small stone was exactly the same as his own golden inscription.

(End of this chapter)