"Director?" Qiao Zhi exclaimed, "Why are you here?"

Qiao Zhi is now surprised to hear the news. Last night, Director of the One-legged Immortal was telling stories in the ant hole in the "secret base". Today he actually appeared in the museum!

You should know that the museum is very far away from the "secret base", and it takes one class to arrive.

This is so amazing!

The director of the One-legged Fairy is now sitting on a toy car, holding the steering wheel in his hand, with a pair of round eyes, wider and wider, and hurriedly chased after him.

Qiao Zhi grabbed the blue package of the "tree stump" and then shouted to Liu Jiale: "Come and help me!"

Liu Jiale rushed over in a hurry, grabbed the blue package, and asked hard, "Qiao Zhi, who is this? Why do you look so strange?"

"He is the director of the One-legged Immortal. I don't know who this weird thing is." The director rushed over quickly. He took out a golden rope from the huge robe pocket. The rope turned on the "tree stump" and tied him up. The huge blue package also fell to the ground.

A lot of things fell out of it, looking very old. Just like what is on display in the museum now.

"Thanks to meet you, otherwise I would have suffered a lot of losses." The director stopped the car and came to Qiao Zhi jumped and said, "Oh, there is a new friend?"

The director looked at Liu Jiale, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said, "I am Xiao Qiaozhi's friend, the director of the One-legged Immortal."

Liu Jiale stared at the director's head in surprise, blinked his eyes, and gestured a horn on his own head and said, "Hello Director, I am Liu Jiale. But, do you have no horns?"

The director jumped up, and all his eight-handed beards flew up. He pointed at his one-legged foot and shouted: "My one-legged foot is this foot, not that corner!"

Qiao Zhi looked at the director who was jumping and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, okay, what is the curator's stump monster? Why are you chasing him?"

"This is not a tree stump monster, this is a human-faced pottery lamp!" The director said, pointing to the guy who was still twisting on the ground.

"Ah? The human-faced pottery lamp? Is the irritable cultural relics treasure you tell in your story?" George asked.

Seeing the director nodding, Qiao Zhi squatted down and looked at the human-faced pottery lamp carefully. The guy's face was very funny, with two drooping eyebrows, a pair of small round eyes, a big nose, a small crooked mouth, a few abstract sparse beards on his chin, and an ear hung on his cylindrical head.

He wasn't honest when he was tied up, and he was muttering something, and he must be angry when he saw that expression.

"This guy has a very bad temper. I don't know who I heard, so I actually packed my baby and took it away. Fortunately, I met you today, otherwise, these babies would be gone."

The director said, bent down and tried hard to pick up the huge package, and carefully put it back on the car.

Then, he also jumped into the toy car and waved his hand with one hand, "To thank you, please come to the caravan with your friends tonight. I will take you to see the murals of the Thousand Buddha Cave and the Flying Dance!"

"Wow, it's great!" Qiao Zhi clapped his hands repeatedly and said happily: "I will definitely take my friends with me!"

After saying goodbye to the director, Liu Jiale's eyes changed when he saw Qiao Zhi. He excitedly said to Qiao Zhi: "Qiao Zhi, you are simply my idol!"

"Let's go and find Boya and Meng Meng, and then share this good news together." Qiao Zhi took Liu Jiale to the place where Boya and Meng Meng hid.

"Meng Meng! Boya! Where are you?" Qiao Zhi shouted.

"Qiao Zhi, we are here!" Meng Meng's voice came from behind a huge display cabinet. His voice was a little trembling, and he thought he was a little panicked.

Several friends finally met again, Qiao Zhi said, "Let's find an empty place to stand, I'll turn us back. The teacher will be anxious if he can't find us."

After saying that, with a wave of the Qiankun Magic Mirror, several people finally turned back to their original state.

At this time, a reminder sound came from the radio station, and the sweet voice of the broadcaster aunt came: "Qiao Zhi, Boya, Meng Meng, and Liu Jiale from Grade 3, Grade 5, please go to the first floor service desk after hearing the radio. The teacher is here to wait for you!"

This broadcast obviously makes several people more nervous than getting smaller. If the teacher gets angry, it will be a burst event like Mars hitting the earth.

On the school bus home, Qiao Zhi asked happily: "Parts, the director invites us to the caravan, do you want to go with me?" Qiao Zhi completely forgot the criticism just now and cheered up again.

"Of course I have to go!" The timid Liu Jiale was the first to agree.

"I'll go too! It's so fun to get bigger and smaller!" Meng Meng agreed.

Boya shook her head and said softly, "I won't go anymore. Today my mother asked me to go home to study. She bought me a set of tests, and I have to finish it." However, her eyes obviously wanted to play with Qiao Zhi and the others.

"Boya, otherwise we will wait for you to finish the exercises, okay?" Meng Meng suggested looking at Boya.

This proposal was agreed by everyone. Boya looked at Meng Meng in surprise and asked, "But, do you want to sleep as soon as you do the test?"

"It's okay, I can study hard for my friends!" Meng Meng had a smile on her face, and her little eyes were full of sincerity.

"Let's go to your house together and do the questions together. Please explain the questions you don't know. Let's make progress and play together." Qiao Zhi turned around and said to Boya.

"Yes, yes, yes, learn together, play together!" Liu Jiale also rarely agreed with Meng Meng's proposal.

"Yeah!" Boya raised her head, which had been lowering her head, her eyes full of brilliance, like the little stars in the sky, flashing.

A few friends studied and practiced together, and they quickly completed the task assigned by Boya's mother.

Several people happily came to the secret base. Qiao Zhi couldn't wait to make everyone smaller. Several people followed George's footsteps and quickly disappeared into the ant hole under the big pear tree.

The leaves of the pear tree are rubbed by the wind, making a rustling sound; the afternoon sun is still dazzling, but not so hot; the subtle breeze blows, and it seems to have a slight fragrance.

The fragrance? Where does the fragrance come from? It’s still so fragrant!

Before I could be surprised by the exotic scenery around me, my friends closed their eyes and sniffed them gently. There was indeed a trace of fragrance in the air. I smelled several people's stomachs and performed a chorus, Gugugugugugugugugu...

"What does it taste? It smells so fragrant? It seems to be the smell of barbecue!" Meng Meng said with a sniff, and he smashed his mouth, and his saliva was about to flow down.

"I also smelled the smell of buns and the taste of beef noodles!" Meng Meng swallowed hard and asked a little embarrassedly: "Qiao Zhi, will your friend let us have a little meal? Just eat a little."

"Of course I will treat you to you! You are my VIP guests of the One-Ping Immortal!" The One-Ping Immortal Director came over and saw Meng Meng and Boya, and he clapped his hands happily. He said happily: "It's great, it's great! New friends are here! Hello, I'm the One-Ping Immortal Director!"

Boya was attracted by the strange dress of the Curator of the Unicorn Immortal, and thought for a while and said, "Hello Director, your dress... is quite unique."

The director of the One-legged Fairy smiled and his eight-character eyebrows and eight-spoken beards rose up, "Miss, you have a good vision! My outfit is the most popular and fashionable one in a hundred years!"

Qiao Zhi looked at the "bright" outfit of the one-legged fairy, and couldn't help laughing. Meng Meng asked in confusion: "Director of the One-legged Fairy, you don't have a single horn on your head, why should you get a one-legged fairy?"

The director of the One-Ping Fairy was about to blow his beard and glar, but Liu Jiale next to him quickly pointed his hand at his feet and explained in a panic: "Meng Meng, the director of the One-Ping Fairy is a one-legged, not a one-horned person."

"Oh, whatever. Can we go and have something delicious?" Meng Meng's thoughts were no longer on Liu Jiale's explanation. His eyes were looking at the restaurant not far away, and golden light had already emerged.

The director of the One-legged Immortal raised his hands, twisted his beards, and then politely extended his hand, "Please, my friends here!"

Seeing Qiao Zhi and his friends coming, the musicians played cheerful melodies, which were different from the music in the evening yesterday. This time the music was obviously more energetic and rhythmic, making people unable to help but want to sway to the rhythm as soon as they heard it.

"It sounds so good!" Boya stared at the musician performing on the stage and asked, "What kind of music is this?"

Qiao Zhi raised his little head and said to Boya: "This is called the Barbat qin, and after improvement, it is called the Pipa. As for what kind of music it is... I don't know."

When Su Cheng heard that Qiao Zhi was coming, he also came over to greet him.

When he heard Qiao Zhi's words, Su Cheng answered for him: "This song is called "Qing Gulf Music", which is one of the famous musical instruments in Dunhuang. It is the most suitable to play when the VIPs come to drink happily."

After tying up the curtains, several people came to the seats, and Su Cheng sat with them. The table was full of food, which looked colorful, fragrant and delicious, making people want to have a big meal than smell.

Meng Meng's index finger moved, and he pointed to the bun on the table and asked, "Grandpa, can I eat this bun?"

Su Cheng looked at Meng Meng who was about to drool and said, "Qiao Zhi and I are friends with each other forgotten years. You can call me Su Cheng. Little fat man, this is not a bun, this is a steamed bun." As he said that, Su Cheng broke a big bun and said, "Look, there is stuffing in it."

"Ah? Shouldn't those with fillings be called buns?" Meng Meng looked at Su Cheng in confusion, and then looked at Qiao Zhi again.

Qiao Zhi also felt strange. It was obviously a big stuffed bun, so what did Su Cheng mean by "steamed buns"?

The director jumped in with a smile. He sat down lightly and explained to the puzzled people: "In your time, it was called buns. But in ancient times, they were called steamed buns, and foods with fillings were collectively called steamed buns." After that, he broke a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it slowly.

"It's so magical?" Qiao Zhi was very interested in this bun called "mantou".

Liu Jiale glanced at a nervous state and pointed to a bowl of noodles in front of him and asked, "Director, what is this noodles called here?"

The director twisted the eight-handed beard and said proudly: "The concept of cakes in ancient times was very different from that in modern times. Look at this noodles, it was called noodles in your era, but in Su Cheng's era, it was called cakes and long noodles. If it was beef ramen, it was called souvenir."

The director picked up a noodles and put them in his mouth, and smiled and said, "But the taste is still the same, let's start the meal quickly, friends!"

The music started to sound lively again, and someone clapped his hands with the music.

The sky outside gradually darkened, and the ignition of oil lamps showed a dim light. The tiny light illuminated everyone's faces, and they smiled and were happy.

It was time for Qiao Zhi to go home again. He reluctantly bid farewell to Su Cheng and director, and stood up with his friends to leave.

A few people came to the sandy land yesterday. The sand was still soft and made people unable to help but want to lie on it.

Just as Qiao Zhi was about to make everyone bigger, Liu Jiale's face suddenly became strange and he was trembling.

Boya, who was closest to him, could even hear the sound of his teeth trembling. The atmosphere around him became tense, and even the air became cold.

Liu Jiale held Meng Meng's hand tightly, Meng Meng shook it away and said disgustedly: "Liu Jiale, we are a man, we can't be afraid of anything we encounter, so I don't want to hold hands."
Chapter completed!