Facing Li Binzhu's question, Zhang Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows and cleverly covered it up: "Am I excited? No.

However, when the boss mentioned the Bird Sutra Tree Book, wouldn’t you think of the era when the immortals and gods competed for each other and the Taoist sect was always established?

If I lived at that time…”

"If you lived at that time, a guy like you who hatched the soul of the dragon beast and awakened the fantasy species, and was unwilling to learn combat skills, he would have been beaten to death long ago." A strange smile appeared on the corner of Li Binzhu's mouth, interrupting Zhang Jiao's words, and said mercilessly: "Although he was a cowardly person, he still yearned for the ancient times when the strong prey on the weak,

Is your brain useless?"

"Everyone has their own ambitions and doesn't like to compete with force, it doesn't mean it's cowardice, okay?" Zhang Jiao curled his lips unconvincedly.

"What does that mean?" Li Binzhu asked.

"It represents reason." Zhang Jiao was silent for a while and said expressionlessly: "Even the power of the external god cannot restrain his sharpness even if it is a powerful person.

Even if I have legends in the future, what's the use of mythical combat power?

It is better to focus on making money, gathering momentum, achieving great success in your career, and rescuing more Nanyang compatriots from hell, so that they can live up to their efforts."

"So that's what you think," Li Binzhu was stunned, with a sudden expression on his face, "No wonder my dad often says, 'Don't guess the hearts of others without experiencing the suffering of others'.

But doing career is not inconsistent with practicing. Didn’t you also practice hard on the sea before…”

"I practice hard to sharpen my spirit and at the same time improve the coordination between my own strength and the dragon beast soul, so as not to die young." Zhang Jiao waved his hand and interjected, "It is two different things to improve strength and be competitive.

In short, people have limited energy. If they want to make a difference in business and politics, they will definitely not be able to fight and kill all day long.

Just like you and Boss Song, you are a chef and a bookstore boss, while fantasizing about the future of the zero and negative areas to make great achievements. It belongs to the privilege of the n generation of martial arts and n generations.

I can't envy the miscellaneous fish that escaped from Yiyuan."

Li Binzhu's face turned red when he heard this, but he couldn't refute it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Zhang Xiaobao, what strange things are you saying? Are you itchy in your skin?"

"No." Zhang Jiao smiled and said, "I'll just say it casually, don't take it seriously if you hear it casually, boss.

Ah, the yellow throat here is good. Should I try it? It's crispy like chewing cartilage.

Man, please add another pair of chopsticks here, thank you.”

Seeing that he was giving in disguise, Li Binzhu didn't pursue the matter, so he really ate hot pot with Zhang Jiao.

By the time the two of them filled their stomachs, it was already early in the morning, and the National Avenue became empty, with only occasionally passing by at night slowly.

Zhang Jiao and Li Binzhu left the hot pot restaurant, but because of the temperature difference, there was a cold war.

Li Binzhu caught a glimpse and said softly: "Even if you don't want to win, you should practice martial arts.

I feel cold on National Avenue and my body is too weak.”

"It's not that I feel cold, it's a natural reaction caused by the temperature difference." Zhang Jiao shrank his head and said, "Boss, why do you suddenly care about me so much? Be careful that I will misunderstand it."

"What are you misunderstood?" Li Binzhu said generously: "You are so loyal in Yueyue, and you really treat us as friends. Of course, I want to repay you.

Tomorrow I will give you a secret body refining technique. Even if you cannot cultivate qi and blood in the future, you will be strong and invincible to the cold and heat.

Let's go, let's buy some delicious food and take it to the National Museum.

I said it and got some breath, but I had a midnight snack with you. I'm so sorry for Xiaoyue, I have to share my blessings."

I walked into the vast night with Zhang Jiao.

Although the Yiyuan National Museum is not ranked among the many prominent institutions of the "National Avenue", it is still based on the word "National" and many of the collections in it are priceless, so the security is extremely strict.

Under the bright moonlight, three groups of security guards patrolling back and forth in front of the magnificent square main hall.

Outside the fixed patrol path, the underground infrared rays intertwined and soared straight into the sky, which seemed like a kind of decoration, but in fact, even if a larger fly passes through it, it will alarm the guards of the internal security department.

More than 10 minutes later, when Zhang Jiao came to the internal passage of the National Museum with a box of cold noodles and saw these strict security measures, he couldn't help but applaud his good luck.

When Li Binzhu just said a few words to the guard guard and took him through the access control smoothly, Zhang Jiao was even more glad and lowered his voice and praised: "The boss is worthy of Yi Yuan's famous martial arts generation, and he is just faced.

This kind of place can be directly transported by people, admire, admire."

"You go to the exhibition area to try it and see if the security guards beat you to death." Li Binzhu said with a smile when he heard this: "Song Yue and I have been staying in the warehouse area for selection that has not been officially included in the collection of the 'National Museum'.

It is commonly known as the "trash dump" inside the museum. You don't have to be ashamed. You can enter the delivery guys as soon as you get familiar with it."

Zhang Jiao felt ecstatic when he heard this. If the Bird Sutra Tree Book really included the real book "The Romance of the Gods" and he had to take advantage of it, the more he was not valued, the better.

He couldn't help but smile and said, "That's how I misunderstood."

"The warehouse is just where the lights are on in front. It's so late that Xiaoyue is still staying up late." Li Binzhu ignored Zhang Jiao's words and walked on the path with dim indicator lights on both sides, sighing: "Talk about the harvest of this exploration of the ruins, 33% of the harvest belongs to her family. I hope there will be good results."

"It turns out that following the official team to explore the remains, there is such a high share," Zhang Jiao said in surprise: "No wonder Boss Song is so rich."

"If you want to pursue Xiao Yue, although your identity is a little short, it is barely qualified, but..." Li Binzhu heard his amazement, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said with a whim.

But before I could finish my speech, Zhang Jiao held three fingers with a firm tone and powerful tone and said, "I, Zhang Bao, swore to Tianmeng. If my feelings for Song Yue are mixed with a little bit of love between men and women, my intestines will be broken, and I will not die well, fall into hell forever, and I will not be reborn."

Such a decisive oath made Li Bin stunned and opened his mouth and said, "No, isn't it? You don't have to make such a poisonous oath."

"I just can't come to help my friends kindly, but it ended up disgusting myself." Zhang Jiao shrugged disapprovingly when he heard this.

When Li Binzhu heard this straight-straight answer, he was speechless. He could only twitch the corners of his mouth and said indifferently: "Okay, go quickly, the cold face will be cold in a while."
Chapter completed!