Zhang Fan had known about Li Pingping's condition a long time ago and was already in a state where everything was ready and all he needed was east wind. Therefore, Li Pingping recovered in less than ten minutes.
The two of them also thanked Zhang Fan repeatedly. Ever since the day he learned about Li Pingping's condition, Zhang Fan had been thinking about a question: who did it to Li Pingping?
Was it a coincidence or intentional?
If it was intentional, what was its purpose?
Until now, Zhang Fan has no answer. Right now, this place is a place of right and wrong for Li Pingping, so it is better to leave. Zhang Fan can only put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being.
Li Pingping and Jin Hao followed Zhang Fan's suggestion and left directly without staying here. Jin Hao said that after Zhang Fan returned, he would visit Zhang Fan and give him the reward.
"Brother Fan, when will we enter the scenic spot again?"
Huang Qingyun asked.
"I'll go treat the curator tomorrow first, and then I'll talk to him about the situation here."
Zhang Fan replied.
The two of them were really tired after a long day of traveling and traveling, so they found a hotel to have a good night's rest.
Early the next morning, Zhang Fan called the curator. After receiving the call from Zhang Fan, the curator was so excited that he offered to come to the hotel to see Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun. Zhang Fan did not refuse.
Scenic spot office?
The curator needs to be naked!
Half an hour later, the curator came to the room where Zhang Fan was. Seeing Zhang Fan, the curator was a little embarrassed and nervous. Zhang Fan invited the curator to sit down and got a bottle of water for him.
"Director, let me ask you something. Are there any anecdotes about real dragons in the Xixia royal tombs?"
Zhang Fan asked straight to the point.
"Strange stories about real dragons?"
The curator subconsciously repeated the sentence, then turned it over in his mind, shook his head and said, "I have never heard of some anecdotes about real dragons, but there is an anecdote about the fire unicorn."
Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun raised their eyebrows.
"tell me the story."
Zhang Fan opened his mouth and said.
"According to legend, 300 years ago, a giant python wanted to destroy the Xixia royal tomb. The auspicious beast that Xixia had always worshiped, the fire unicorn, came. The two fought for three days and three nights. The python's body was torn apart by the fire unicorn.
Only by breaking them into pieces can these royal tombs be preserved."
The curator said.
"that's it?"
Huang Qingyun asked with some disappointment.
"Yeah, that's all."
The curator replied.
Huang Qingyun smacked his lips helplessly.
"Are there any relics related to this legend left in the scenic spot?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"It is said that when the Tailing Tomb was excavated, there was a huge fire unicorn footprint on the rammed earth, but there was nothing else."
The curator said, "By the way, we have a photo of this footprint in the museum. If you want to see it, I can ask them to find the photo."
"Please ask someone to help you find it."
Zhang Fan replied.
The curator called his assistant, and soon the photo was sent over. The curator handed the photo to Zhang Fan.
The moment Zhang Fan's eyes came into contact with the photo, a familiar feeling lingered in Zhang Fan's heart. What kind of fire unicorn footprints were these?
These are real dragon footprints!
Huang Qingyun also felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, and subconsciously blurted out, "True dragon's footprints!"
Zhang Fan glanced at Huang Qingyun and did not answer. Instead, he turned his attention to the curator, "Take off your pants and I will treat you."
"You still need to take off your pants?"
The curator was a little embarrassed, "I saw you didn't take off your clothes when you were treating my mother!"
"Comrade Director, please stop talking nonsense and just do whatever you want. We don't want to see you, we just want to treat you."
Huang Qingyun said.
Hearing Huang Qingyun's words, the curator smiled awkwardly, and then took off his pants without hesitation.
This illness was a minor illness for Zhang Fan, so he was quickly cured by the curator.
After the curator left, Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun sat on the sofa and looked at the photo carefully.
"I have only seen the feet of a real dragon, but not the feet of a fire unicorn. Do you think it is impossible for the footprints of these two creatures to be the same?"
Huang Qingyun made his guess.
"Although I have never seen fire unicorn feet, I have seen water unicorn feet. Although water unicorn feet are similar to real dragon feet, they are still different. It is not like the one in the photo. Fire unicorn and water unicorn are similar species. I feel
It is more likely that the two of them have the same footprints, like the real dragon's feet..." Zhang Fan shook his head as he spoke.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's cell phone rang. Zhang Fan picked up the phone and saw that it was Tan Guangming calling.
"Hello……"
"Mr. Zhang, the script is Xixia script, also known as Hexi script, Fan script, and Tangut script.
It is a text that records the language of Xixia and Dangxiang people.
It belongs to the ideographic system and the Qiang branch of the Sino-Tibetan language family.
Xixia script is most closely related to modern Qiang and Muya languages.
In the first year of Daqing before Emperor Jingzong of Western Xia, Li Yuanhao, ordered minister Yeli Renrong to create it.
It took three years to complete and has a total of more than 5,000 characters. The shape is square, the strokes are complicated, and the structure imitates Chinese characters, which has its own characteristics.
It was popular for about two centuries in the vast geographical areas such as Ningxia, Gansu, northern Shaanxi, and southern Inner Mongolia under the jurisdiction of the Xixia Dynasty.
During the Yuan and Ming dynasties, it was still spread in some areas for about three centuries."
Tan Guangming first did some popular science for Zhang Fan.
"What's that book about?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"Part of the Xixia script has been lost, and some content needs to be translated with reference to Qiang and Muya languages, so the translation process will be very slow.
I only translated one page all day yesterday. It may be faster in the future, but the speed cannot be improved too much because there are too many things to refer to. This book has a total of ninety pages, and I don’t feel confident about it being translated by others.
If you want to completely translate it, it will take two months at the earliest."
Tan Guangming said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang..."
"I should be thanking you. You are still embarrassed. I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to translate this book."
Zhang Fan said, "Huh?
By the way, what is the content of the first page you translated?
If it’s of no use, there’s no need to waste time translating.”
"The first page is the table of contents of the book. Judging from the table of contents, the whole book is about the tomb layout of the Xixia kings' tombs, the burial objects, the layout of the institutions, and the myths and legends."
Tan Guangming said.
Hearing Tan Guangming's words, Zhang Fan immediately became interested. This will be of great help to Zhang Fan in determining whether there is a real dragon's foot in the tomb. If so, it will be even more helpful for Zhang Fan to seize the real dragon's foot.
"This thing is very useful!"
At this moment, Huang Qingyun said.
"Mr. Zhang, I will translate it for you as soon as possible and I will contact you then."
After hearing Huang Qingyun's words, Tan Guangming took the initiative to speak.