Starting from the demon, turn history into myth!

"It's funny to talk about this. It was really a slap in the face at the beginning. It's not long after I finished talking, but... tsk tsk tsk."

"If you want me to say, the professor's mentality has collapsed. Didn't you read the last sentence that he blurted out last time?"

Everyone nodded and laughed.

And it was also accompanied by the riddle-like communication among these old netizens.

Some new netizens who originally wanted to run away suddenly became curious.

Couldn't help asking.

"What are you all doing like riddlers?"

"What last time? Tell us about it."

"Yeah, yeah, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy together. If you eat alone like this, it's easy to eat instant noodles without seasoning packets."

Of course, because of being warned, many netizens did not dare to be too presumptuous in the face of pressure from many netizens.

Now such a riddle-like communication is a bit exciting.

Dancing on the tip of a knife.

They don't want to be banned so soon.

After all, what if we meet Chaofan again this time?

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

So, all the old netizens immediately spoke with sincerity.

"The water here is too deep, you can't grasp it."

"Yes, yes, everyone understands this matter, and those who don't understand won't understand even if they tell you, so it's better not to talk about it."

"Don't come here to ask what's wrong, the interests are too involved, and it won't do you any good if you say it, just pretend you don't know!"

"For the rest, we can only say that the water here is very deep, and many important people are involved. It is difficult for you to find detailed information. Most of the Internet has been deleted, so I can only say that I understand everything, and I don't understand it. Method."

Accompanied by a burst of Riddler-like enthusiastic replies.

Many new netizens sent greetings again and again.

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"Brothers, I feel like my IQ has been rubbed against the ground, what should I do, wait online, I'm in a hurry!"

"I also feel insulted, these bastards, I think they don't know anything, they are playing me, but I have no proof."

"Here's a suggestion, since we can't beat them, we should join him."

"Good idea, this statement is justified!"

"good!"

"My minister agrees!"

Then, many new netizens also gradually made sand sculptures.

When you meet someone, you start talking shit.

"This matter is too deep, you can't grasp it, you know everything, don't ask."

Unexpectedly, the style of the live broadcast room was weird, but it was full of enthusiasm.

And this.

Reporter Bingbing was also extremely surprised.

Can't help admiring, this year's netizens are all talents.

And as for those old netizens who really know.

The netizens who looked at this group of sand sculptures suddenly stopped sand sculptures, and there was this obsessive narcissism.

Yes!

They don't understand anything.

Unlike us, who know everything.

Chatting with these hot chickens will lower your IQ and style.

Not to mention, diving diving.

Some even smiled contemptuously when they had already obtained the existence of cultivation skills.

"Hehe, a group of scumbags who are still mortals!"

An otaku whispered confidently.

As soon as I finished speaking, my mother who entered the door heard me, so I picked up the broom and waved it around.

"Mortal, you great immortal, told you not to go downstairs to eat for a long time, do you want to cultivate immortal?"

"I think you deserve a beating, come here, let your mother and I see the spells of the Great Immortal."

After a fat beating.

A certain immortal cultivator vowed with tears in his eyes that this dark history of his would never be passed on, otherwise he would not be able to embarrass himself if he became an immortal and ancestor in the future.

......

And also in the midst of a fight.

Soon, Professor Xiao and reporter Bingbing also came to the entrance of a Nuoda ancestral hall after questioning passers-by.

Reporter Bingbing hesitated. After all, it was impolite to take pictures of the ancestral hall with the live broadcast.

However, just when she hesitated.

Suddenly, a gray-haired figure came out and looked at them without any surprise.

Just being polite.

"I heard that there are guests coming, and I invite the guests to follow me to the side hall."

"In front of your ancestors, don't dare to lie."

Professor Xiao and reporter Bingbing quickly replied.

"The elders are polite."

"We are bothering you."

Then he was taken by the old patriarch to another house, which had antique furnishings.

It surprised everyone present and even many netizens in the live broadcast room.

Professor Xiao couldn't help but look at the majestic atmosphere between the layouts.

"Brother, the layout of your room is not simple, it's a bit princely."

Seeing this, the old patriarch just smiled and said.

"It's all left over from the ancestors, and future generations can only save it, so don't dare to mess with it."

Professor Xiao's eyes moved slightly.

"Don't dare to ask?"

The old patriarch looked flat and sighed.

"It's all the honor and disgrace of the predecessors. How can we younger generations talk about it."

"Don't dare to say too much."

Professor Xiao saw that the old patriarch's advances and retreats were well-founded, with a special demeanor, and he immediately liked it.

Couldn't help but start talking.

"Don't dare to lie to my elder brother, I came this time because of the dusty past."

"It's related to my elder brother's ancestors."

"That's why I want to come here to get some gains."

Professor Xiao didn't dare to say directly that he was here for archaeology, otherwise he would definitely be kicked out.

So, speak more tactfully.

However, even so, the old patriarch's complexion was not good-looking.

It took a while before he sighed.

"The future generations are unworthy and disturbed the ancestors."

Afterwards, no one was surprised.

He said bluntly.

"Sir, if you have any questions, just ask. I will try my best to tell you what I know."

"It can be regarded as a kind of compensation."

While talking, he didn't talk about making up for something.

Professor Xiao and reporter Bingbing only thought it was a compensation for not letting the tomb be excavated, but they didn't take it too seriously.

Start asking questions right away.

"I don't know how my elder brother and ancestors came to this place back then. Although there was a survey a few years ago and I read the files, I still feel that something is missing."

The old patriarch nodded upon hearing this.

The voice began to sound slowly.

"The saying passed down from the older generation is that in those days..."

But also between various questions and answers.

Professor Xiao also adopted a step-by-step approach.

Let's start with some less important questions.

Start asking a little bit.

Even insinuating some secrets.

Of course, because the live broadcast room is on the side.

He didn't ask too much about those peculiar places.

Just keep it in mind.

For example, the mentioned dragon veins, the mentioned national destiny, the mentioned white lotus Taoist, etc.

To be honest, when it comes to this.

Professor Xiao was also shocked.

Unexpectedly, there was a rebel organization like the White Lotus Sect involved in it back then.

more and more interesting.

Immediately, he was a little excited, and even the question became a little sensitive.

Some old patriarchs didn't know, so they could only speculate. The two discussed it, and some old patriarchs knew, but they could tell.

But 810 is also because of the ecstasy of the two.

Gradually, he looked a little careless.

Even those speculations have gradually become supernatural.

This made Bingbing on the side, and even many officials who were secretly paying attention, muttered to themselves.

Zhao Qi, who was far away in the camp, looked at the live broadcast room in front of him, and suddenly received a call.

"Captain Zhao, do you want to set up the live broadcast room?"

"I feel like they're getting better?"

Listen to the wry smile over there.