"Remember the Jindu Ghost Mother you mentioned to me before?" Dong Rui said, "It can make human women pregnant and give birth to ghost fetuses. Most of them are grotesque, but occasionally one or two...are very similar to humans."
Jindu Ghost Mother, I haven’t heard this name for a long time. He Lingchuan immediately thought of the flesh and blood fortress on the outskirts of Panlong City.
At that time, Jindu Ghost Mother gave birth to an extremely rare ghost child, the Eater. This guy slipped into the mines on the outskirts of the city and wanted to eat people to develop, but was killed by He Lingchuan's team and General Red.
He Lingchuan's team has fought against the Eater. This thing can transform into a human form when it is still in its cub stage and has very strong fighting ability.
"This kind of ghost cub is only slightly different from humans in terms of body and brain structure, but its abilities and lifespan are far higher than humans."
He Lingchuan thought thoughtfully: "Isn't this a perfect humanoid demon? Does the god still need to let Cao Wendao do research?"
"The problem is that the possibility of Jindu Ghost Mother giving birth to such an offspring is extremely small. And Jindu Ghost Mother is not a prolific god. It may take decades for her to conceive a ghost fetus. Even if she gives birth once
After nine ghost cubs are born, there is no way to give birth to offspring that are almost human-like."
"But the fact that there is such a record in Cao Wendao's handbook means that the gods succeeded, but the chance was uncontrollable." He Lingchuan thought of the Devil's Nest, where there used to be a tormentor, a living Jindu ghost cub.
What are the consequences of experiments that are always unstable and the success rate always depends on God’s face?
It cannot be mass produced.
Over time, it can only be regarded as a failure.
"The gods are a little anxious, and even forced gods like Jindu Ghost Mother to do experiments." He Lingchuan stroked his chin, "Interesting."
There was only the bottom of the jar of apricot wine left. Dong Rui drank so hard that he hiccupped twice in a row.
He was about to take a nap and recuperate, but when he reached the door, he turned back, took out a paper bag from his arms and handed it to He Lingchuan: "This is an urgent message from Ding Zuodong from Yangshan Islands to Jucheng. I'm here to find it."
You brought me here by the way."
Urgent? He Lingchuan took it and opened it smoothly.
Inside is a letter and six or seven ancient books.
The letter was written by Ding Zuodong, to the effect that this book was taken from the library of Bailielu's family at He Lingchuan's request.
With Yangshan's current material and financial resources, Bailie has long been infiltrated into a sieve. The food, clothing, housing and transportation of Bailie civilians cannot be separated from the supply of the Yangshan Chamber of Commerce. There are even a large number of Bailie people working in Yangshan's industry to make money.
It’s not that the Lu family can’t see the shortcomings, it’s that they can’t stop them from being corrected.
The ancient books on the table were given to Yangshan in private by Lao Wangtou, who managed the library at the Lu family.
Lao Wangtou's grandson planned to marry his beloved girl, but the betrothal gift was not enough, so Lao Wangtou stole old books from the Lu family's library to Yang Shan in exchange for a large sum of money.
Anyway, the purpose of these old books is just to keep them at the bottom of the box. No one has read them in how many years?
Lao Wangtou himself was a book lover, so he could pick out what Ding Zuodong wanted.
And Ding Zuodong has only one request:
Collect ancient books related to gods and immortals. The more detailed the content, the better. The less catchy and catchy.
Dong Rui had not peeked before, but he saw that these ancient books were in tatters. The cover of the top one was half torn, so he came over and took a look:
""Dafeng Side Examination"? What is this, a paper?"
He Lingchuan carefully turned over these books, fearing that if he breathed too much, the pages would turn into crumbs: "They have all been preservative treated, and the pages are still so brittle. The Lu family's library is really poorly maintained!"
"I have some mysteries, and I can only find answers from history. The Bailielu family is an ancient immortal descendant that has been around since the end of ancient times. They have been around for nearly three thousand years. They have collected and compiled information over the generations, even if it is just characters, genealogy, and historical records.
, it can also reflect the human face, world conditions and folk customs at that time.”
These ancient books were things that the children of the Lu family had never read, but He Lingchuan got them out.
He flipped through two books at random, and the contents were average.
Until he picked up "Dafeng Side Examination", he discovered that the only cover material of this book was paper, and the cover had been changed at least once because the handwriting on the cover and the inner pages were different.
He turned directly to the end and saw that the author was Lu Yanhe, and that the recording time was about 1,300 years ago in the Dafeng era.
The special time point of "1,300 years ago" immediately attracted He Lingchuan's attention.
"I seem to still have some impression of the name Lu Yanhe. Lingguang, help me find out the Lu family tree."
He had too many things, some of which he didn't usually use, so he put them in Lingguang's hands for preservation.
The jade peach necklace on Lingguang's neck can store things. As soon as he heard about it, he rummaged through the storage chain.
Taking advantage of this time, He Lingchuan also introduced Dong Rui:
"The side test is not a test paper, but a recording method compared to the 'main record'. It studies and makes inferences from the side, and usually the spread is not large."
He carefully turned the pages and felt its material, "Original records are like official history, which are always scrawled and redrawn by the victors; 'side examinations' are generally recorded privately and are rarely known to the public. Even though there are some exaggerations and absurdities, there are some
Profiling can preserve the true historical facts better."
The material of the book page itself is slightly transparent, a little grainy and soft to the touch. He Lingchuan found a large blank page and tried to pull it gently. He found that it was not broken and was still elastic.
"It's amazing that a 1,300-year-old antique book can still be flexible."
The current management and preservation of the Lu family's library is not very careful. You can tell from the fact that Old Wangtou is still guarding the library. No one usually goes to the library. Therefore, the reason why this book can be well preserved depends on itself.
Gui Yuan also wanted to reach out and touch it, but Dong Rui opened it with a slap: "Ow!"
Can an old book stand up to its rough edges?
He Lingchuan knew it well, so he pinched the pages of the book and looked at the light. He found that the yellowing of the pages was not old, but its original color, with a slight coppery sheen.
He was convinced, "This is not paper, this is gold leather."
"Gold?" Dong Rui scratched his head, and the ghost monkey also scratched his head and bared his teeth. Did this guy bully the monkey and not read a book?
Aunt Zhu was taking a nap next to her, and she became sleepy when she mentioned the book.
"In the Middle Ages, jade slips that could originally store text began to disappear from the stage of history, and practitioners had to find other ways to preserve text for a long time." He Lingchuan clicked on the page, "This is one of the methods, the golden book."
"The ancients planted golden grass in gold mines. This grass absorbs copper and is stiff and has very thick fibers. By mixing it with other raw materials and using a special production process, you can create this kind of gold that will not rot or melt.
Parchment paper. Even if it is placed in a damp and dark place, as long as it is not directly soaked in water, it will not rot."
Why did He Lingchuan know? Panlongcheng Shujin Academy kept a batch of gold-covered books, and ordinary teachers were not eligible to borrow them. Master Sun occasionally borrowed a few books to read at home, and would tell him many allusions and unpopular knowledge.
Dong Rui actually only heard the word "gold mine". He couldn't help it, others were so tacky:
"It sounds like it's expensive to make."
Can those who can grow plants next to gold mines be ordinary people? He Lingchuan smiled: "Yes, if you want to make qualified gold paper, you must at least have golden grass that has grown for more than five years. If you want to make it so thin
This thin booklet costs less than fifty taels. Therefore, the content here is worth looking forward to."
What will Lu Yanhe write in the gold book worth 50,000 yuan?
The words here are the language of ancient immortals.
"More than 1,300 years ago was the standard medieval period. The immortals had not disappeared and Bejia had not yet appeared." He Lingchuan said sternly, "I have always wanted to know what the world was like before Bejia. The immortals and gods had not yet appeared.
What are you doing?"
But this idea is not easy to realize. Let alone the Middle Ages, in this chaotic and noisy world, historical data from two hundred years ago are all snow, mud and claws, which are rare to see.
As for ancient times, only legends remain from ancient times.
Even the demons who invaded this world and killed countless people turned into gods worshiped by all the people. It is extremely difficult for this world to inherit something.
At this time, Ling Guang finally took out three thick books and slapped them on the table.
"Found it! Deer family tree."
The Lu family has been around for three thousand years. From the ancient war between immortals and demons, it has continued to this day. The bloodline is endless, and the family tree is certainly very thick.
"The medieval period, well, it should be in this bound volume." He Lingchuan took out a deer family tree and flipped through dozens of pages without bothering to look at it. He screamed with the telescope in his arms, "
Stop, stop, found it! Yes, it’s on this page!”
Turned over.
According to genealogical records, Bailie was still a serious country at that time, located in the territory of today's Beqa.
Lu Yanhe was the younger brother of the king of Bailie at that time. According to today's parlance, he was the prince. Bailie was powerful at that time, and its territory was larger than Bejia's vassal demon kingdom, Shanyu Kingdom, and there were several medium powers around it.
, and it is not afraid.
Seeing this, He Lingchuan was actually a little emotional.
If the leaders of the Lu family in history were like Lu Zhenxian, even with Lingshan as the backing, the Lu family would have been extinct long ago. Fortunately, every few generations, there will always be opportunities and personnel for ZTE, and then the Lu family will
The family has been famous for decades or hundreds of years.
Although the Lu family has always had the legend of the so-called "son of luck", to put it more simply, wouldn't this mean that "talented people emerge from generation to generation"?
Lu Yanhe was a rebellious person by nature and had no interest in government affairs. He went out to study after he reached adulthood at the age of 18. After returning, his temperament became bohemian. He only had a good life with fine clothes and fine food. He went out to travel for as long as seven or eight times.
It took him two or three months to return. The king advised him to have more families, but he ignored him and continued to go his own way until he was one hundred and eighty-five years old, and died without any illness.
The Lu family has a history of three thousand years, and there are many descendants. There are many more amazing and talented people who can write special books. Genealogy and family history have not written much about Lu Yanhe.
But He Lingchuan noticed that Lu Yanhe's identity was the king's younger brother, the prince. It would be bad to be too diligent and eager to make progress in this position, as it would easily arouse the king's suspicion.