According to the mysterious pendant, the contents of the Yuanchu ancient scroll were written by two people, and there is conclusive evidence to prove his guess.
The mysterious pendant extracted more words and placed them in front of Mo Xiao in the form of a light screen: "Look, this is the same word. Because the handwriting is different, it looks like two different words to you. If the bells weren't able to translate, it would really be
It’s hard to spot the difference.”
"This situation is not an isolated case. If you continue to check, you will find more." The mysterious pendant said in a playful tone, "If one of them is the original spirit, then who is the other one who wrote the 'Heavenly Book'?" p>
Yes... Who is this person? This question lingers in Mo Xiao's mind. He can guess the identity of one of them thanks to the content he wrote, while the other part... is chaotic and impossible to guess.
I'm afraid it will be a difficult problem with no answer.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Mo Xiao sighed. It's not that he doesn't like thinking, but he doesn't like thinking without getting the answer. It's like a person who has been hungry for several days and sees a table of delicious food and is about to feast.
It feels like I'm watching TV... out of reach, tortured.
"It looks like a copybook for me to practice calligraphy..."
Ling Dang was lying on the edge of the experimental table, shaking her head and sighing. Mo Xiao smiled and touched her head, while Patty was suddenly stunned, staring at the ancient scrolls of Yuanchu, and her expression gradually changed a little.
"Publish more comparison pictures... No, I'll take the whole book!"
Patty seemed to have discovered something. She was holding two ancient ancient scrolls in her hands, sitting on the ground and looking through them. Looking at her behavior, Mo Xiao also had a guess in his mind. p>
"No way..."
"What's wrong with Sister Patty?" Ling Dang raised her head and asked Mo Xiao without knowing why.
"Your words gave her a little inspiration."
Mo Xiao said and moved closer, but when he looked at the page full of text, he felt his eyes darken. Patty could only read ten lines at a time, turning pages at a speed that was either a scumbag or a savant. He didn't know if the girl could see clearly. Not long after, Patty put down the ancient scroll and stood up, exhaled softly, held the bell and rubbed his face: "Little guy, you really hit the nail on the head."
"Is it really...a copybook for practicing calligraphy?"
Mo Xiao's expression was extremely troubled when he said this. He felt that his outlook on life was about to collapse. The inherited treasure that the demon catcher carefully retrieved... was simply impossible to look at.
"I can't say I'm absolutely sure. After all, I think this guess is quite ridiculous, but I can't think of other possibilities..." Patty's expression was also a bit dumbfounded, "Look at this page, the same word appears nine times, and the handwriting is
A person's writing becomes more beautiful every time, and copybooks can be said to be the closest answer."
Mo Xiao remained silent. After a brief comparison of the mysterious pendant, he hesitated and said: "Your judgment still makes sense..."
The mysterious pendant was also speechless. Although he thought Patty's idea was quite bold, he couldn't think of a reason to refute it. It was just that an ancient object with magical abilities that had existed for a long time turned out to be a copybook. Everyone who heard it thought it was nonsense. p>
Patty was unconvinced at the time: "What does it mean to be reasonable? I am proficient in twenty-eight languages! Which of you has more experience in language learning than me?"
"Twenty-eight gates!?" Mo Xiao looked at her in surprise, with an expression on his face that said, "You're fucking kidding me."
"Why are you so surprised? Do you think I'm bragging?" Patty saw Mo Xiao's eyes seeming to question her, "Believe it or not, I don't even mean to scold you?"
"Believe it, why don't you believe it? Stop staring at me..."
Mo Xiao really wanted to say that with the language bag in hand, her twenty-eight foreign languages would no longer be useful, but for his own safety, he honestly decided not to delve further into this topic.
He looked at the ancient scrolls of Yuanchu and muttered: "Let's leave it like this for the time being... Who can be so capable after such a long time... practice calligraphy and still encrypt it?"
When he said this, he was stunned. The Yuanchu Ancient Scroll was written by two people. Both of them knew how to "encrypt" it? So that future generations would be completely unable to decipher its content?
Thinking of this, he looked at the bell. Mo Xiao had learned the magic of the little one many times. She could completely translate the contents of the Yuanchu ancient scrolls. The demon hunter could understand a small part, but other creatures could not understand it at all. This was definitely
There are deep reasons and inevitable connections.
He gradually began to make some bold guesses.
"The so-called 'encryption' problem lies in the original ancient scroll itself. It has its own cognitive impairment, and what is written on it will automatically become an unfamiliar text."
Mo Xiao and Patty said in unison: "How did you know?"
The tone of the mysterious pendant became deeper: "Don't forget, the content was copied by me. If you didn't mention this, I wouldn't realize the problem. Even I can affect... The origin of the Yuanchu Ancient Scroll may not be simple."<
/p>
"It's a pity that I didn't get the original... I should have copied the entire ancient scroll directly..."
The feeling of the mysterious pendant made Mo Xiao feel regretful. The Ancient Scroll of Origin was more mysterious than expected. If the original was studied, there might be other discoveries. Unfortunately, it fell into the hands of the demon hunter now. It would be difficult to get it again.
Know how much it will increase.
I continued to ask Lingdang to translate the content of the "Diary". Unfortunately, I didn't get much real results after that. They were all some occult knowledge or common sense. Patty knew this very well, and the Diary accounted for the largest proportion in the entire ancient scroll.
It is estimated that there is only a quarter of it. Based on the contents, it can be determined that the original ancient scroll does not have these contents. At the beginning of the Yuanchu ancient scroll, except for some short sentences that are difficult to read in the first few pages, it should be just a "copybook"
"That's all.
"That's probably it. With the help of Bell, the content has been completely deciphered."
Patty seemed very happy. The Ancient Scroll of Yuanchu had given her a headache for a while, and now it was so easy to get it, which was an unexpected surprise.
Although Mo Xiao was a little regretful, today's harvest had far exceeded expectations. After chatting with Patty for a while, she left with the bell in her disgusted eyes. When he reached the stairs, Mo Xiao stopped and looked back.
,Quiet and quiet, nothing happened.
"I seem to have forgotten to condemn her misdeeds of secretly drawing my blood."
"Then what are you doing down there?"
As soon as I went upstairs, I saw the cat demon girl. She was sitting on the window sill sideways with a cat in her arms, as if she was basking in the sun, which made her feel comfortable.
"No big deal..."
Mo Xiao briefly told what happened next, Ye Xiaoying's eyes showed curiosity, and suddenly a timid voice came from outside the window.
"Landlord, you don't want to take the initiative to go to the demon hunter and ask for those Yuanchu ancient scrolls, do you?"
"What are you talking about? Am I the kind of reckless person? It's impossible to even think about it with your butt... What are you doing?"
As Mo Xiao spoke, he looked out the window. There was a thin black thread tied around Shu Mo's waist. The other end of the thread was tied to a thin bamboo pole, and the other end of the bamboo pole was pressed under Ye Xiaoying's thigh.
Shu Mo was dangling in the air, and a few wild cats on the ground kept flapping upwards. Whenever this happened, Shu Mo would pull up on the thin string...