The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

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Looking at the old man in front of him, Zhang Liang's eyes suddenly opened!

"It's you! Old... Immortal Master!"

Zhang Liang shouted in great surprise.

"Master Xian, can you give me another copy of the book that day!"

He couldn't help but be excited. He got the first volume of the Heavenly Book in his hand, and the more he read it, the more shocked he felt!

He himself has improved tremendously.

Every time I think of that encounter with Laodao, I regret it too much.

Now, the other party actually appeared in front of him again!

He must not miss this opportunity!

"Alas, there is only one chance to book that day."

The old man drooped his head back.

Hearing these words, Zhang Liang did not hesitate at all, and immediately fell to the ground in a hurry.

This scene shocked everyone around.

In Daqin, even if you meet the emperor, you don't need to bow down on your knees!

Zhang Liang didn't care about the strange eyes around him, he only had the old man in his eyes.

He said very sincerely,

"Last time, I didn't know how high the sky was, and I angered the Immortal Master."

"No matter how the immortal master punishes, I have no complaints!"

"Just ask the Immortal Master to point me!"

Lao Dao looked at Zhang Liang, his brows furrowed even tighter.

"If the book is gone, it's gone. The old man is telling you that you should leave Xianyang now."

"Otherwise, there will be a **** disaster soon."

Hearing this, Zhang Liang shuddered, and this time he dared not believe the other party's words!

"Master Immortal, Zhang Liang listens to Immortal Master, just ask Immortal Master to let Liang serve you around."

Zhang Liang said without giving up.

He knew that the other party was his rare opportunity!

The old man shook his head,

"What I should have said last time, the old man has already said it, but you can go south."

"Forget it, the old man can't talk to you here."

"Let's go."

After Lao Dao finished speaking, he slipped aside and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

"The Immortal Master!"

Zhang Liang wanted to stop him, but he didn't dare, so he could only watch the other side leave.

After waiting for the other party to leave, Zhang Liang stood up and said to the guard beside him,

"Go and call your son."

Since the old man didn't let him go, then there was his reason.

At this time, Han Cheng, who was having a good conversation with Zhao Lang, naturally did not wait for Zhang Liang, but only waited for the guard.

"There is something wrong with the caravan, let me go back quickly?"

Han Cheng frowned and listened to the guard's report.

His caravan was the support given to him by the Han leftovers.

This is the capital of his uprising, and there really cannot be a problem.

With a bit of pity, he said to Zhao Lang,

"Young Master Lang, I have something to do and need to go first."

"We will contact you later. If you have anything, you can have someone come here to contact me."

Han Cheng carefully left an address to Zhao Lang, and then whispered,

"You can go here and don't let the Qin people know, otherwise I will be in danger."

Zhao Lang nodded.

Look, this is a sincere way to invite others.

He couldn't help thinking of those who said they were free to play, but didn't even give an address.

Remember that address, you can arrange it tomorrow to see if it's true or not.

Find a way to get in, of course, the main thing is to care about how other people are doing.

There is no need to express this concern to others.

Friends, everything is in my heart.

"Master Han, all the way is smooth!"

Zhao Lang sent the other party downstairs and said it very sincerely.

Hearing the sincerity in his words, Han Cheng was slightly moved.

"Thank you, Young Master Lang, I will meet again!"

After speaking, he reluctantly followed the guard and left.

Looking at the back of the other party leaving, Zhao Lang said to Tianyi,

"People who are optimistic about this store."

He was going to keep up with it, and when he met the descendants of Queen Han, he had to touch the strength behind the other party.

Just as he was about to set off, a figure suddenly bumped into him from the side, and Zhao Lang turned sideways at will and avoided it.

The other party fell directly to the ground.

"Ouch! Who pushed me!"

It was a big man who was hit, with a small hole in his face and blood flowing.

But no problem.

Zhao Lang ignored the other party and was about to leave directly. At this moment, another figure appeared.

Seeing the other party, Zhao Lang's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

He knew this person, the old Taoist in Liaodong.

"Hey, the old man said it, you have a **** disaster today."

The old man smiled and said to the big man.

The big man was a little annoyed when he heard the old man in front of him and wanted to do it.

After being kicked out by Zhao Lang, he got up and wanted to report to the official.

But then he was hit on the face by a small gold nugget, and he immediately grabbed the small gold nugget and disappeared without a trace.

"Old Dao, long time no see."

Zhao Lang greeted with a smile.

He didn't need to look at Han Cheng and the others. After being so upset, the other party had already left.

He always felt that the timing of this old man was too coincidental.

The old man also smiled and greeted Zhao Lang,

"Yeah, long time no see."

But those eyes looked around restlessly.

Zhao Lang saw it in his eyes and said lightly,

"If you dare to run, I will kill you."

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhao Lang swallowing, and said embarrassingly,

"Young man, why is murder so serious..."

Zhao Lang returned,

"You made me lose someone, just in time for you to replace it."

Lao Dao said with a bit of laziness,

"I have no money, only a tattered skin, what do you want him to do?"

Zhao Lang looked at Lao Dao and arrived with a bit of sincerity.

"It's not bad to feed a dog with your hundred pounds."

Even if Lao Dao admitted that he was neither happy nor angry, he couldn't help but get a little angry when he heard this, but when he saw the sincerity in Zhao Lang's eyes, he shrunk.

"Forget it, it's old-fashioned."

"Old Daoist won't give a fortune teller today, so as not to hurt God."

"I'll give you some pointers. You are going to participate in the Mo family's puzzle solving. It's still too late, and there may be some benefits for you."

"If you don't go, you will regret it."

At this moment, two choices appeared in front of him,

"One, choose to go and reward the Mo family's secret arts."

"Two, choose not to go, reward primary physics."

Zhao Lang looked at the two options and was slightly startled.

The first choice of the Mohist secret art.

According to Zhao Lang's estimation, he should be able to take this opportunity to solve the mystery, but wouldn't he know the secret techniques of the Mo family?

In Daqin, the secret arts of the Mo family are naturally extremely mysterious and secret.

But compared with elementary physics, this necessary basic discipline, it is a little worse.

Again, Zhao Lang knows a lot of physical principles~www.NovelMTL.com~, but asking him to teach others systematically would be misleading.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Lang chose the second, not to go.

"I have no interest in solving the puzzles of the Mo family, but you are more interested in Lao Dao."

"Old Daoist, just follow me honestly, I haven't asked what your name is?"

The old man sighed,

"Old Dao has no name or surname. If you want to ask, just call Lao Dao Huangshi."

"Oh, old yellow."

Lao Dao's lips trembled slightly, this Lao Huang was a little wrong when he heard it, and said,

"The old man is called Huangshi."

"Got it, old man."

"Yellowstone."

"Okay, old man."