"Master, how did you get the seal on your forehead?" Bai Jing asked curiously.
Luoyang said: "This is not a seal, it is the ancestral witch's natal seal, inherited from the witch ruins." He pulled the red string out of his collar, "It's this skull."
Bai Jing glanced at it and said with bright eyes: "I remembered it. Last time in Sanxingdui, you asked Brother Shi to make a fake for you. Master, can you wear it for me? Maybe I will also get the ancestral witch.
inheritance.”
Luoyang said: "Master can give you anything to play with, but not this one, and it's useless if you wear it."
Bai Jing pursed his lips.
Luoyang said: "Look carefully, do you recognize the words on it?"
Bai Jing came closer to take a look, and Yao's nose almost touched Luoyang's nose.
"What period of writing is it from?" Luoyang couldn't wait to know the answer.
Bai Jing looked at it carefully and said: "Master, I am familiar with the characters of various historical periods. I can even decipher the prehistoric runes and Sanxingdui characters. But the characters in your mark, I think..."
"What do you think?"
Bai Jing said: "I don't think it looks like the writing of our Chinese civilization."
Luoyang said in surprise: "Chinese civilization is the oldest civilization on the earth, and it is also the only civilization that has been passed down to this day. If it were not for the writing of the Chinese civilization, wouldn't there be other civilizations earlier than the Chinese civilization?"
"I don't know either, but there is another possibility..."
"What's possible?"
"As a rigorous scholar, I shouldn't say such things, but I can't think of any other possibility." After thinking about it for a while, Bai Jing said, "I think this may not be the language of our world."
"You mean aliens?"
"It's not necessarily aliens, maybe it's the writing of gods." Bai Jing said.
Luoyang was stunned immediately.
Are there gods in this world?
Except for those religious believers, atheists do not believe in gods. Luoyang happens to be the latter. However, judging from his own experience, he has actually drifted away from atheism. It is true that if there is no god, witchcraft
How to explain the ruins? How to explain Dayu's water-controlling cards? And among the witchcraft he knew, which one can be explained by science?
"Master, is this important?"
Luoyang retracted his thoughts: "It's very important. I found a seal in the secret realm of Wu Xu. There are similar words on it. I'll write it for you to read."
Bai Jing hummed: "With more words, I might be able to find some rules and hints."
Luoyang sat on the chair in front of the table and drew the seal on the note paper with a pen.
Bai Jing came over to take a look, but accidentally knocked over the water glass. The empty water glass fell to the ground and rolled under the table. She squatted down to pick it up, but she couldn't reach it.
Luoyang said: "If you drop it, just drop it. No need to pick it up. I didn't drink from it anyway."
"I'd better pick it up. Master, please move your feet away," Bai Jing said.
Luoyang moved his feet away a little, but his eyes never left the note in front of him.
Bai Jing knelt and got under the table.
Wow.
A small voice.
Luoyang was about to lower his head to look, but his whole body suddenly froze, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, and the hand holding the pen trembled a little.
He had seen what was happening in some movies, but he didn't expect it to happen to him.
Art comes from life.
For example, the word eloquent means that a person has a dexterous tongue, is eloquent, and what he says makes people comfortable and difficult to refute.
Luoyang could not refute what Bai Jing said at this moment. He sometimes frowned and thought, and sometimes sighed. However, even in such a difficult situation, he still insisted on drawing the seal. It was just because of his condition and his hands were a little shaking.
He draws slower.
In almost a quarter of an hour, Luoyang finally finished painting the seal.
Bai Jing also climbed out from under the table with the water glass and placed the water glass on the table. Her face was a little red, which was not surprising. There was no air circulation under the table and there was a lack of oxygen.
Luoyang pulled Bai Jing over, picked her up and put her on his lap.
"Master, am I good or not?"
"Good boy, you are Master's little boy." Luoyang loved her dearly and was about to peck her when he suddenly found something at the corner of her mouth and reached out to pick it off.
But it's a mustache.
It is normal for girls to grow beards, but it is a bit strange for female disciples to only grow one beard.
"My dear, you have grown a beard." Luoyang was very happy.
Bai Jing punched Luoyang's body with a pink fist, and then buried a cove head into Luoyang's neck in shame.
The two were affectionate for a while, and Luoyang patted the female disciple whose head was still hidden on his neck, and said in a gentle voice: "My dear, look at the words on this seal, can you decipher it?"
"You're laughing at me, but I won't see it." Bai Jing said in a charming tone.
Luoyang smiled and said: "Master is wrong, master, please apologize to me, okay?"
"Nausea, the adults over there call the children darling," Bai Jing said.
"It can also be used for lovers. Men in Shu like to call their wives good, Yao Yao, Yao'er. If you don't like being good, how about I call you Yao'er?"
Bai Jing punched Luoyang again: "I don't want Yao'er, so I have to be good."
"Good boy, look at this seal." Luoyang took the note and put it in Bai Jing's hand.
Only then did Bai Jing take a serious look.
Luoyang shook his legs gently, and the female disciple sitting on his lap also swayed with his legs. He really treated the female disciple as if he was a child.
"Master, the words on this seal cannot be deciphered." Bai Jing concluded.
"Is this also the writing of aliens or gods?" Luoyang asked.
"Well, although the possibility of it being written by aliens or gods is very small, this possibility cannot be ruled out. Give me this note and I will check it and ask experts in this field."
"Well, you can take it, don't worry, you can study it if you have nothing to do." Luoyang said, he was also thinking about a question in his mind.
That tribal warrior in the secret realm of Wu Xu, who carved the seal on his vest? Alien? Immortal?
No way of knowing.
Bai Jing folded the note paper and put it into his pocket, then looked at Luoyang with a pair of big eyes, which were filled with light.
Luoyang also looked at her.
Eyes facing each other.
The master and apprentice suddenly became speechless.
In fact, there is no need for verbal communication. Both sides understand each other and move toward each other. You peck me and I peck you, loving each other.
The scene was a bit chaotic for a while.
Luoyang placed Bai Jing on the table.
The water glass fell to the ground again, but this time no one picked it up.
Bai Jing opened up the pattern.
Luoyang tried to break the situation, but became a player in it.
Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door and stopped at the door.
Boom!
Someone knocked on the door.
Luoyang asked: "Who is it?"
"It's me." Baili Jianjia's voice.
Luoyang hurriedly backed away, and Bai Jing also jumped down from the table.
Both master and apprentice were so embarrassed.
"Here we come." Luoyang went to open the door, but Bai Jing held his hand.
Bai Jing closed the door for her master and rolled her eyes.
Luoyang coughed lightly and walked over to open the door.
Baili Jianjia's eyes quickly swept across Luoyang's face and went straight to Bai Jing in the room.
Luoyang also looked back and saw that the female disciple was already sitting at the table, holding a pen and writing something.
major.
"You..." Baili Jianjia always felt that something was wrong between the master and the disciple, but could not find any evidence.
"Xiaobai is helping me decipher the ancient characters." Luoyang praised, "Look, she is so attentive."
"Really?" Baili Jianjia looked suspicious.
Bai Jing then turned his eyes and said hello with a smile: "Hello, sister Jianjia."
Just now, before Baili Jianjia came, when she mentioned Baili Jianjia in front of her master, she called her Sister Baili. In fact, Baili Jianjia was only one or two years older than her, and she was still in her prime.
Baili Jianjia also had a smile on her face. She walked in and said, "What ancient text, Xiaobai, have you translated it? Let me take a look."
"Not even close," Bai Jing said.
Baili Jianjia stood at the table and watched.
Luoyang was also very curious. Just now Bai Jing said that he couldn't decipher it, and now he said that it was still close. He also walked over and saw a few runes written on a new note paper with notes next to it.
What is written is: Guaiguai is not happy.
The master looked away knowingly.
"It's really interesting. The ancients were also quite humorous." Baili Jianjia said.
Luoyang said: "Miss Jianjia, are you okay?"
Baili Jianjia pulled away and walked out: "Come to my room."
Luoyang glanced at Bai Jing.
Bai Jing stuck out his tongue.
It passed my chin in one second and was curled up.
Luoyang really didn't want to leave, but Baili Jianjia came at the wrong time. He said a lip-text to the female disciple: "Good boy, wait until I come back."
Bai Jing stuck out her tongue again.
Everyone in Luoyang is in bad shape.
Baili Jianjia suddenly turned around and saw Bai Jing writing at the desk and Luoyang looking at her with a smile.
"Let's go." Luoyang said.
Baili Jianjia's room is across the corridor, just a few steps away.
As soon as Luoyang entered the house, he smelled the fragrance of orchids, which was a bit refreshing. Baili Jianjia also had this fragrance, and the room she lived in would naturally leave her smell. A person with a natural orchid fragrance, this
It's really a magical thing.
Baili Jianjia opened the suitcase, took out an old thread-bound book from it, and handed it to Luoyang: "This is the secret book of Falling Leaves. I promise to show it to you. Take it and read it."
Luoyang took it and took a look.
The cover is old, and the corners are obviously worn, and I don’t know what era it is from. There are three traditional Chinese characters written on the cover: "Luoye Gone", and there are a few small ones in the lower right corner, which say "Dongchang".
"Secret Book".
Luoyang was slightly stunned: "Dongchang?"
Baili Jianjia nodded: "Yes, this secret book is a secret book circulated within the Ming Dynasty East Factory. It is very precious."
"Can I practice this thing?" Luoyang flipped through it, and there were text and illustrations in it.
Baili Jianjia smiled and said: "Of course you can, but if you want to practice magical skills, you must first wield your sword from the palace."
Luoyang: "..."
Baili Jianjia teased: "Then it won't matter if you cut it off. It's just a redundant object anyway. There are many father-in-laws in history who were also very powerful and have left their names throughout the ages."
Infamy counts.
Luoyang smiled: "If I really want to cut it, I would like you to do me a favor and use your sword."
Baili Jianjia's cheeks turned red and she stopped talking.
"I'll take it back and have a look." Luoyang turned and left.
No one was left in Baili Jianjia.
Luoyang returned to his room, and the female disciple looked at him with a smile.
Luoyang closed the door and just took a step when his ears suddenly caught a slight movement. He fell back again. After two seconds, he suddenly reached out and opened the door.
There was a woman standing outside the door, Baili Jianjia. She still kept half of her cheek close to the door panel.
Luoyang spread his hands: "Is it interesting?"
Baili Jianjia smiled calmly: "What a coincidence, why don't you invite me in to sit down?"