Chapter 128 Gathering Notes

"Skin, that's the room prepared for you by the teacher. Go in and have a rest." After telling Zhou Tian something, Zhang Jiao took out a bronze mirror from his arms and gave it to Zhou Tian, "There is also a fantasy around the room, which is easy to enter but not easy to get out. If you want to come out, just inject spiritual power into the bronze mirror."

"Yes, master." Sunday took the bronze mirror, answered, and went into the room pointed by Zhang Jiao.

"Bai Qi, what's going on with the matter that I let you inquire about today?" After leaving on Sunday, Zhang Jiao asked Zhang Baiqi.

"The form is not optimistic. Although the anniper is in charge in the court, there are also many people who are clear-minded, so I'm afraid that the major events prepared by the master have been noticed." Zhang Baiqi said with a solemn face.

"Have you noticed it..." Zhang Jiao pondered for a moment and suddenly smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Even if someone can detect it, what can they do with the power of those people? Besides, they can't imagine the real power of my peace. As long as the time is ripe, I will definitely overthrow this rotten man. "."

"In addition to the things that the master asked to inquire about, the apprentice also explored a lot about the skin of the younger brother." Zhang Baiqi said again.

"Pick the skin?" Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang Baiqi with a little meaning and said, "Listen to your tone, the boy seems to have a lot of secrets. Tell me about it."

"Today, after I found out what the master explained, I went to Tianshengzhai to find the skin brother. When I found the skin brother, I found that he was talking to the four people, and the four people were by no means ordinary people. After observing with the skill of hope, I found that the momentum of one of the short and fat people was actually the spirit of the emperor, although It's not too heavy, but the emperor's spirit is still rising. Although the breath of the two Confucians with similar faces next to the short and fat man is not the momentum of the emperor, it is definitely the spirit of a great minister, and the momentum of one of them is close to the spirit of the emperor. As for the last white-robed scholar, although his momentum is not as good as that of the previous three, he is also the righteousness of the great Confucian style, but there is a trace of gloomy and morbidity in the Haoran righteousness. Such four people are already outstanding people in the world. Zhang Baiqi paused and said, "In the conversation of those people, I learned the identity of the four people. The short and fat man is the grandson of Cao Teng, and the two Confucian students with similar faces are the children of the Yuan family of the fourth generation and three princes. As for the scholar in white robes, he is also unusual. The man is actually Wei Zhongdao, the eldest son of the Hedong Wei family. The skinned brother once had a holiday with two of them. The two of them left first after a few words of conversation with the skin, and the two left were the best friends of the skin skin brother. The three of them drank after having two jars of wine with their children. The master said to the disciple that the pick-up brother was just a refugee. The apprentice was very confused about the pick-up brother's ability to get to know these four people, so he left a gathering note in Tianshengzhai, and personally followed them behind them and recorded the conversation between them in the gathering note.

Zhang Baiqi handed the two white spiritual charms to Zhang Jiao's hands and said, "Through the words of the two people and the three people who were drunk, we can understand the specific identity of some skins. Although it is a little different from what the master said, it is basically the same."

"I know about this. You go down first." Zhang Jiao took the spiritual charm and nodded to Zhang Baiqi, and then let Zhang Bai ride down to rest.

"Skin, you really can't see through the teacher." After Zhang Bai rode away, Zhang Jiao clicked on a gathering note, and then the sound of two people talking came from the gathering note.

"Brother Highway, what is the origin of that Sunday? How can you know Meng De and Benchu? What is his relationship with Miss Cai's family?" The speaker is Wei Zhongdao. There is a little doubt and anger in Wei Zhongdao's words. Obviously, Wei Zhongdao is very aggrieved today.

"This man is just a book boy in the mountain wild." Yuan Shu's tone was very disdainful, "If I hadn't hurt Meng De and Benchu's face today, I would have made this Sunday look good."

"The book boy in the mountain wild?" Wei Zhongdao's tone was even more confused, "Then how did he have a relationship with Meng De and the second Miss Cai family? After listening to Meng De and others, Zhou Tian seemed to have a lot to do with Cai Yan."

"It's a long story, and we have to start with a strange illness of Miss Cai six years ago..."

"I didn't expect that my disciple was still a romantic seed." After listening to the conversation between the two, Zhang Jiao smiled and said to himself.

"But you are the future descendant of my peace, and Cai Yan is the daughter of the great scholar Cai Yong..." Zhang Jiao sighed, opened a note with spiritual power, and continued to listen.

What is recorded in this gathering note are the drunken words of Zhou Tian and Cao Yan Yuan Shao. Although the drunken words of the three people are a little out of tune, compared with the previous gathering note, they can also sort out what the three people said, and what they said after drunkenness is more real, so this gathering note is more capable. Determine the origin of Sunday.

"These two poly notes are not much different, and the origin of the boy can also be determined. Well, let's see how the boy's fantasy is." Zhang Jiao put the two poly notes in his arms, and then turned his head to a corner of the room.

There is a huge bronze mirror in the corner. After Zhang Jiao walked over, he put a wisp of hair in the groove under the copper mirror, and then drew a gossip pattern on the copper mirror. Then the blue light flashed on the bronze mirror, and a picture that surprised Zhang Jiao appeared on the bronze mirror.

The picture on the bronze mirror was exactly what Zhou Tian had experienced in the fantasy. More than a dozen slag trucks roared past Zhou Tian at the red light, and then there were more and more of these slag trucks, so that under Zhou Tian's hard work, one of them was hit and flew out.

"What kind of beast is that!!" Zhang Jiao was shocked by the slag truck in the picture, and his expression was like an Alzheimer's man standing in the middle of the road.

"What kind of experience did you have before? How could you let such a beast besiege?" The picture soon ended, but there were stormy waves in Zhang Jiao's heart - the great sage master was also afraid of the slag truck!

"Grandma, how could I see the scum truck in that fantasy world?" Sunday, who entered the room, was also a little puzzled. "Oh, I remember that before crossing, I seemed to have received an MMS message that a slag truck crushed people to death. That man was so miserable that his lower body was crushed..."

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