"Damn Zihao! Uncle is like this, you are still so shameless!" Even the depressed Li Moxian couldn't help but run over and kicked Zihao.

Everyone covered their foreheads and walked away silently, indicating that I don't know this person.

"I said brother and sister, can't you give me some face?"

"Who is your brother and sister? Death Zihao, I will kill you if you dare to talk nonsense again!"

"Hey! Aren't you hitting me? Don't hit, don't hit! I was wrong..."

Xu Changsheng looked around and then found that he was the only one by Zihao. In his life, others misunderstood him as Zihao and his gang. He hurried away from Zihao, who was beaten around by Li Moxian with his head in his arms.

Everyone had a question at this time.

How did such a large black stone tablet get to the beach? Could it be that it is already there?

The more people wanted to see it, the more confused they were, Lu Feng had just dealt with the issue of anchor positioning the ship docking, and came to the stone tablet, raised his head and began to think carefully.

The stone tablet is dark all over, about three meters high, about two meters wide, and half a meter thick. It is carved with handwriting of dragons and phoenixes. The font marks are a bit blurry and can be seen clearly, and there is a vague trend of dragons flying through the wall.

"This stone tablet has been a bit old. Judging from the degree of weathering, it should have been thousands of years."

Wang Baoshang hooked his hands behind his back with one hand, combed a big shiny and black back, looking like he was just a wise man.

If he hadn't had his face a little haggard, two black eye sockets in his eyes, and a large number of white bandages were tied to his hands, like a half-dead, weak and destitute disabled person, looking like an appraisal expert who knew a treasure.

"Help! The traitor who had been making a spoil in front of melon pot, hurry up and get out of the way for Fat Master! Ah! Help!"

"Die Zihao, I'm so angry!"

"Don't kick, you can't kick here!"

Everyone was originally serious, but when they saw Wang Baoshang wanting to show off, they heard Zihao being chased by Li Moxian, and sometimes they were laughing with two voices of Zihao calling for help.

What made Wang Baoshang even more hateful was that Kang Dabao pointed at him and covered his stomach and laughed, lying on the ground and slapped the ground with an exaggerated smile. Even Lu Feng, who had always been rigorous in style, turned around with a smile, looking at Wang Baoshang with white bandages, feeling a little unbearable to look at him.

Wang Baoshang heard the life-saving voice coming from Zihao in his ears. He felt extremely irritable and depressed at this moment. He was a very famous character in the antique industry. He was both a player who was interested in antiques and an expert in antique identification. Otherwise, Ruan Qifeng would not have sent him here.

When this storm continued for a long time, everyone began to look at the words on the stone tablet. Unfortunately, everyone present shook their heads and sighed.

When they came to such a civilization, they had a vague expectation to unravel the mystery. The truth of any civilization would leave some signs. This is the ancient Roni text, and no one can recognize it here except Lu Feng and Wu Ruzhu.

"Brother Lu, you see, we don't know the words on this stone tablet. Can we answer it for us?"

He Mingjie never wanted to ask for help, and even his tone would not be soft due to his personality. However, when he said something close to his begging to Lu Feng, everyone was a little surprised.

After all, He Mingjie has always been upright and strong in their hearts, and is so upright that he is almost paranoid that he has shortcomings. But they also know how strong He Mingjie's martial arts are. Many people here are afraid of He Mingjie's martial arts.

But from his tone, there was no falsehood in his eyes that sincerely respected the strong. Everyone was guessing, could this Lu Feng be even more powerful than He Mingjie?

"Actually, this is nothing." Lu Feng waved his hand, shook his head helplessly and said, "Haha, I don't have many things to do with. I can interpret this ancient script just because it was a whim. I didn't think about whether I would come into contact with this mysterious text in the future. But I didn't expect that I could encounter the ancient script of the ancient script today."

Everyone fell silent at this moment, and they were somewhat interested in the remains of this ancient civilization. Even Wu Zihao and Li Moxian, who had been chasing and fighting, immediately ceased to fight, stood aside in a daze, pricking their ears and wanted to hear what was written on it.

"To date, I don't know how many kinds of characters have been interpreted in the ancient Roni civilization. It's like my country has oracle bone inscriptions, gold inscriptions, seal characters, regular characters, official script characters, running script characters, cursive script characters, as well as modern traditional and modern characters..."

Lu Feng changed his words and stared at everyone present, changing his past modesty and said confidently:

"Although our country's style has shown diversity due to history, based on my views on the ancient Nile characters over the years, the ancient Nile characters are still used to this day."

Uncle Zhou nodded silently after hearing Lu Feng's words, and had a deeper understanding of the person in front of him. The answer was as if he had found a confidant. It seemed that he was like recalling the carpenter who had been hard-working for decades back then. Although he was not a colleague, he could not help but feel a little respectful and respectful in his heart.

When Li Moxian listened to Lu Feng's words, he seemed to recall that Lu Feng was still injured at that time, but he read a dilapidated and yellow book with relish. He seemed to never give up until he studied it thoroughly. Jiao Che asked:

"Brother Lu, let's talk about the content of the broken stele placed by the ancient Nile Kingdom!"

Uncle Zhou heard the impatientness in Li Moxian's tone and hurriedly dissuaded:

"Hey! Xiaohan, you hear grandpa say something unpleasant. This stone tablet is probably a god, so don't say that anymore. If it makes the god unhappy, it will be bad."

Xianzun Li Mo didn't dare to talk back, pouted and stomped his feet to make him feel stuffy, and he became unhappy.

"I said, old man, I don't have so much scruples about Fat Master. Fat Master, my brother and sister didn't pee on the stone tablet." Wu Zihao looked at Li Moxian with a giggle. He was very upset when he asked for a beating just now, and he planned to get involved in the cheapness he said.

"You... rotten wood! rotten wood!" Uncle Zhou almost turned his eyes proudly, and he was about to fall to the ground directly behind.

Li Moxian hurriedly stepped forward to support Uncle Zhou, looking at Wu Zihao with a blushing cheek, looking like he wanted to eat people.

"Hey, I, Zihao, are talking to you. The old man just said to you, why did you blame me?" Zihao looked a little itchy and looked like he was not satisfied without talking.

"Zihao, you!" Li Moxian wanted to say something, but when everyone saw everyone watching them confront each other, Zhao Qianyu would definitely be able to suppress them in normal times, but now Zhao Qianyu has fallen, He Mingjie has taken on this role.

"Okay, let's make a noise later."
Chapter completed!