"Director, the historical traces here are really more than three thousand years old. Many of the ancient relics have the style of Shang and Zhou dynasties, and are priceless!"

Zhang Yi, who was holding a magnifying glass in one hand and a small brush in the other, played with a bronze disc in the fairy palace, carefully checked the relief of the black bird on it, and smiled excitedly at Sikong Ye.

"No, no, no, not only! The items in this fairy palace are far more than three or four thousand years ago, even if you count them up, there are quite a few! This is not a palace, it is simply a collection of humanities! Director, look! I am 90% sure, this is definitely the legendary thing!"

Another girl was shining with her eyes, holding a tightly snatching a large bronze tripod carved with ancient continental humanities, land and rivers, and even birds, beasts, fish and insects. She didn't let go of her hand, and she almost didn't add a big mouth on the spot.

"I'm telling why they often appear in history, and they will always be dragons that have no tails to see, and they will never be able to find the real objects. It turns out that they have been taken in Maoshan for a long time! Archaeological discovery! This is a real archaeological discovery!"

The "Special Country Office" is the most magical department specially created by the Daxia Federation to solve the incidents of strange spirits. The talents in it are all-encompassing, and naturally there is no shortage of experts and scholars such as archaeology, humanities and geography.

Even though they came here in the eyes of the Special Administrative Department, they were "temporary workers" who were specifically for the purpose of pushing the tank, but for their professional qualities, they were not missing at all.

In just a few dozen minutes, they had already "touched" the heels of this immortal palace and sorted them out several times.

Even if there is no extraordinary power involved in this, it is still a cause for these people to show off their spirits and cannot control themselves.

"Okay, everyone, please calm down. After all, we are not the owners of this palace. If Master Lin Qing comes back and sees you like this, he might think we are thinking about something wrong in the dark. Demeanor! Demeanor! Don't forget, we are here to visit!"

Sikong Ye, who received the news he wanted, endured the constant commotion in his heart, coughed a few times, interrupting the urge to forcefully destroy the house.

"Tsk, who just asked us to dig three feet of the ground? I want to find the flaws of the Maoshan School of Lin Qing from the perspective of cultural relics and culture? Now I will not admit it if I put on my pants?"

"Okay! You are the director, you have the final say!"

The men and women all complained in their hearts, but they also knew that their arms could not twist their thighs. Director Sikong Ye had the most upright buttocks and the thickest legs, so everyone could only listen to him.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you all listless?"

Finally, Taoist Priest Lin Qing, who was late, suddenly looked at everyone present with the same expression as Sima, and couldn't help but say "strangely".

"Don't worry about them, Taoist priest. These people are like this. If you ignore them carefully, they will be able to adapt by themselves." Sikong Ye waved his hand casually, not caring about it.

But in a blink of an eye, he looked at Lin Qing with a burning look: "Don't you know what good news you have brought?"

"This is natural." Lin Qing nodded with a smile, as if he had penetrated into his cuff and fumbled for a while. In a blink of an eye, he pulled out a book of the big boss and smashed it into Sikong Ye's hand.

"What? Magic Book?"

"Hmm?" Sikong Ye subconsciously took it, and before he could ask why, he realized something was wrong.

I looked at the shell before and thought it was an ancient and mysterious magic book, which was a magical key that could truly touch the extraordinary.

But when he looked carefully, he clearly saw that the shell of the magic book seemed to be deliberately made old, and the paper inside was clearly the latest, with a thin texture and no connection with the ancient one. The most outrageous thing was a small corner below the spine of the magic book.

A series of words are printed.

Published by Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai Publishing House, production date: May 10, 109, Federal Calendar!

Sikong Ye's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he looked at the name of the magic book with his backhand.

A collection of mysterious and more mysterious spells teach you how to learn at home step by step

Magic…hardcover collector’s version?

Sikong Ye’s feeling at this moment was very wonderful.

He handed the magic book to the other temporary workers who surrounded him speechlessly.

"Master Lin, your magic book... is very magical." After all, Sikong Ye knew the importance of it, and said to him in an extremely gentle tone.

"Yes, this magic book is really magical." Unexpectedly, Lin Qing smiled and nodded shamelessly to admit it.

"What?"

"That's right. If Director Sikong reads carefully, you will find that this is a misprinted book. Most of the spells are confused, but because of the printing error, these spells have an effect.

However, the effect of the use of spells will be distorted by these spells and produce unknowable changes. For example, the white magic that clearly uses positive energy will be triggered by the effect of this book toward the unknowable, chaos, weird, and terrible realm. When I went to contain this magic book, the little guy obviously just wanted his goddess to fall in love with him, so he used the beauty confusion mantra. Who would have thought that the spell was wrong, the men in their apartment had sexual interest in him. Then he rushed into his dormitory with red eyes, including men, men's heart-warming, men's addiction to face... and so on.

Oh, the scene I had passed by, tsk tsk tsk... The old chicken was so tragic. It was so full of the sour smell of love."

Suddenly, everyone looked at the magic book in Sikong Ye's hand and felt that the chrysanthemums were chilling in their thighs, and they all took two or three steps out without any trace.

"But don't be nervous. As long as this magic book is combined with this thing, it will definitely be negative and positive, which will open your eyes!" As he spoke, Lin Qing took out a piece of shriveled "squid tentacles" from his sleeve, and then put it on Sikong Ye's other hand.

"This is the tentacle of an octopus evil god in the deep sea. Ctrip finally woke up from his sleep once, but was overturned by a three-tail sailboat. Then, my Maoshan took over this torso.

Then sometimes after the processes of drying, washing the face, applying salt, drying, burning, red stewing, etc., we finally made this nine-turn dried squid. Now it’s yours!”
Chapter completed!