At seven o'clock in the evening, the two returned to Mr. Li's villa, Wan Shanhai and others were waiting for it, seeing that one of them frowned, and the other was full of sadness, they thought that things were not going well.

After Mr. Li came back, he went straight to the study, Wu Zhongyuan wanted to follow, but was stopped by Wan Shanhai, "Hey, how is it?"

"Found the problem. Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

"Is it tricky?" Wan Shanhai asked.

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "It's not very troublesome, this kind of thing is like removing a sweater, as long as you find the thread, you can open it." ”

Mrs. Li and Li Si were behind Wan Shanhai, hearing Wu Zhongyuan say this, the three of them were all relieved, Wan Shanhai asked suspiciously, "Since the matter has been dealt with, why are you still drooping?"

"I'm thinking about something else. Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

"Don't think about it, just get down to business," Wan Shanhai finished speaking, looking back at Mrs. Li and Li Si, with a smug expression that lived up to the trust.

Mrs. Li looked at Li Si with a happy face, "It's not too early, go and call your father and go out to eat with Xiaohai Xiaowu." ”

Without waiting for Li Xi to urge, Mr. Li walked out of the study, holding a stack of photos in his hand.

More cars have the advantage of more cars, Mrs. Li waited for a car, Mr. Li also pulled Wu Zhongyuan, and handed the photo to Wu Zhongyuan after getting in the car, "It's all here." ”

Wu Zhongyuan stretched out his hand to take it and found that there were more photos than he imagined, more than a dozen.

By this time, it was already dark, and Mr. Li helped to turn on the overhead light in the car.

Wu Zhongyuan was worried that Wan Shanhai and the others would see it, so he said, "Close it." ”

Hearing him say this, Mr. Li glanced at Wu Zhongyuan suspiciously, and raised his hand to extinguish the top lamp.

Wu Zhongyuan looked at the photos in his hand one by one, the first few photos were of the square stone, the stone had cracked when the photo was taken, and it could be seen that there was indeed green rust slag in the middle of the stone.

The shapes and lines on the outside of the stone were also photographed, and the square stone has six sides, and it seems that each side has lines and figures.

"There should be six photographs on the outside of the stone, why are there only two here?" Wu Zhongyuan asked, the lines and figures are very similar to the text written by Wu Chai, and should belong to the same language of the same period.

"Can you see clearly?" Mr. Li was surprised, at this time, there was only the faint light of the instrument lights in the car, and he couldn't even see Wu Zhongyuan's facial features clearly, but Wu Zhongyuan could see the photo clearly.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded.

Mr. Li cleared his throat, "The stone is more weathered, and the graphics in some parts are already very blurry, and the graphics and lines on the remaining faces are the same, so I picked the clearest one and took two photos." ”

Wu Zhongyuan nodded again, carefully distinguishing, the two photos are indeed not the same face, but the text on them is the same.

Then he looked at the ones below, which were pictures of the iron ball, taken from different angles, the iron ball was bigger than he thought, the size of two fists of an adult, with moire and gluttonous patterns on it, and there were also photos of the inside of the iron ball, the inside was very smooth, and it should have been polished.

The rest of the photos are of the white jade, some of which are shown with rulers, and some of which are shown by electronic scales, which are not very heavy, only about 80 grams.

Although the jade was different in color and size and shape from the ones he had seen before, he still recognized it at a glance as the same thing as the previous ones.

Mr. Li waited patiently for Wu Zhongyuan to finish the photo before saying, "Xiao Wu, the hope of finding that Taoist priest is very slim." ”

Wu Zhongyuan replied casually, Mr. Li didn't know the inside story, and still thought that he wanted to find the middle-aged Taoist priest through the iron ball and jade.

The place to eat was not far from Mr. Li's villa, and not long after, the car stopped in front of a high-end hotel, and Wu Zhongyuan did not ask Mr. Li for permission and put the photos directly in his pocket.

"Xiao Wu, you give me an account. Mr. Li said.

Wu Zhongyuan naturally knew what Mr. Li was going to do, but he didn't tell the other party his account, but opened the door and got out of the car, "Let's talk about it later." ”

Mr. Li is a smart person, and he didn't continue to ask, and Wu Zhongyuan didn't directly refuse, which means that he will ask for money, but he will wait for the effect to show before accepting the payment.

The rice is good rice, and the dishes are good dishes, but Wu Zhongyuan doesn't eat much because he has something on his mind.

Even Wan Shanhai could see that Wu Zhongyuan had something on his mind, and the Li family could naturally see it, they didn't know that Wu Zhongyuan was thinking about his own affairs, and thought that Wu Zhongyuan had been worrying about their affairs, so they couldn't help but be worried.

After dinner, Mr. Li personally drove Wu Zhongyuan and Wan Shanhai back to school.

Wan Shanhai was curious, so he couldn't help but nag and ask, Wu Zhongyuan casually said a few perfunctory words, but the more perfunctory he was, the more curious Wan Shanhai became, and the chattering questions made Wu Zhongyuan very annoying.

Back in the dormitory, Wan Shanhai stopped nagging, because Wang Jize had already sobered up and was fiddling with the tablet on the bed.

On the eve of the start of school, there was a commotion in the dormitory building, and it was finally quiet until eleven or twelve o'clock.

You can think in any environment, but the best thinking environment is still a quiet environment, Wu Zhongyuan stayed up so late in order to be able to think quietly.

And the question he was thinking about was naturally the origin of the middle-aged Taoist.

At present, there are not enough clues, only guess, can not be inferred, think about it carefully, the biggest possibility is that this middle-aged Taoist is also from the ancient period, otherwise, it is impossible for this person to know that there is an iron ball hidden in the stone, and it is impossible to know that there is a piece of jade in the iron ball, and it is impossible to know that after the jade leaves the iron ball, the breath contained in it will be weakened.

However, this assumption also makes no sense, one is that this middle-aged Taoist can tolerate the highly polluted air of modern times, and the other is that the gold that this person brought to exchange jade belongs to different eras.

It was very uncomfortable to be puzzled, and in the end, Wu Zhongyuan fell asleep in a daze in this uncomfortable state of suffocation and doubt.

I woke up in the morning and thought about it for a while, but I still couldn't figure it out, I just didn't want to, as long as I knew that there was such a thing, I would always understand it in the future, maybe there was an answer on the eighteen pages of paper left by Wu Chase.

After breakfast and class, Wu Zhongyuan didn't have the heart to go to class, so he sat in the corner and copied the words on the eighteen pages one by one.

Transcribing one by one did not necessarily mean copying in the order in which they were written, and in order to be sure, he kept the eighteen pages separately, and now he copied the odd-numbered pages, that is, the singular ones.

And when he copied it, he did not copy it in the order of what was written in each chapter, he would write down different words, and when he encountered the same text in the future, he would no longer write them separately, but mark them under the previous text.

Not to mention that no one saw what Wu Zhongyuan was doing, and even if someone saw what he was doing, no one knew what he was doing, in fact, he did it to determine how many different words there were on these eighteen pages.

There are forty-two words on the first page, and several of these forty-two words are identical.

There are fifty-one words on the second page, and these fifty-one words have a small amount of overlap with the text on the first page.

There are thirty-six words on the third page, which is a few more words repeated than the first two pages.

In one lesson, three pages were transcribed, a total of 129 words, and there were more than 80 unduplicated words.

This is time-consuming and labor-intensive, but the advantage is that it is safe and confidential, as long as you copy these eighteen pages, you can determine how many words there are, and then shuffle the order of these words, and translate them in various ways, even if you ask a philologist for advice, you don't need to show the whole sentence and the whole chapter to others.

Halfway through the second class, there was a sudden exclamation in the classroom, which interrupted Wu Zhongyuan's thoughts, and when he raised his head, he saw that the students in front of him were all turning their heads and looking back.

When I turned around, I found that a young woman was walking towards me from the door of the classroom, and I looked at it, how could it be Zhao Ying?!

Zhao Ying walked over under Wu Zhongyuan's stunned gaze, and didn't speak after stopping, just smiled and looked at the vacant seat next to him.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded blankly, Zhao Ying pulled over the chair, sat next to Wu Zhongyuan, and took out paper, pen and books.

Wu Zhongyuan pulled the book and covered the piece of paper that was being copied, "Didn't you drop out of school?"

"Take a leave of absence. Zhao Ying corrected.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't understand why Zhao Ying wanted to come back, but Zhao Ying was sitting next to him, so he naturally couldn't continue to copy, so he could only open the book, stare at the book and pretend to concentrate.

"Do you miss me?" Zhao Ying asked with a smile.

Zhao Ying smiled very sincerely, at least very true, her identity has been revealed, and there is no need to continue to hide.

Although Zhao Ying spoke in a low voice, the classroom was very quiet, and many classmates heard it, and they didn't know whether it was out of envy or contempt, and they booed.

Some things have been experienced more and become numb, and he was often booed before, Wu Zhongyuan's face was also thick, and he ignored those classmates, "I didn't expect you to come back." ”

Zhao Ying smiled, "I'll tell you after class." ”

Wu Zhongyuan didn't nod or speak, just looked back at the book.

His eyes were on the book, but his mind was not on the book, what he was thinking about was why Zhao Ying came back, and what Zhao Ying was doing when he came back.

He quickly came up with an answer to this first question, because he had taken the initiative to contact Zhao Ying twice before, once to ask Zhao Ying to help translate Wu Chai's account about the identity of the birdman, and once to ask Zhao Ying to help track down who called Lin Qingming on the day of Huang Ping's accident.

took the initiative to contact Zhao Ying twice, indicating that he did not hate Zhao Ying, and Zhao Ying himself naturally knew this, and it was precisely because he knew this that Zhao Ying would come back.

As for the purpose of Zhao Ying's return this time, it is still unclear, but one thing is certain, that is, no matter what Zhao Ying wants to do, he will directly put it forward, and he will no longer hide it like before.

"If you don't like me sitting next to you, I can sit farther away. Zhao Ying said with a smile.

Wu Zhongyuan glanced at Zhao Ying and did not speak.

In the second half of the class, Zhao Ying did not take the initiative to talk to Wu Zhongyuan, and Wu Zhongyuan did not talk to her, but just looked ahead and looked at the blackboard to load the students.

After class, Wu Zhongyuan packed up his things and left the classroom.

Zhao Ying then followed.

After going downstairs, Wu Zhongyuan did not go back to the dormitory, but looked around, trying to find a quiet place where he could talk.

At this moment, he suddenly found a person walking on the road to the south, and at a glance, it was very familiar, and then he looked closely, it was even more familiar, he didn't expect Wang Xinran to come back, just like he didn't expect Zhao Ying to come back.

Wang Xinran was carrying a shoulder bag, still wearing a denim suit, and when he saw him, he also saw Zhao Ying beside him, and instantly frowned, and walked quickly towards the two.

Before getting close, he didn't look at Wu Zhongyuan, leaned into the back of his hand, and stared at Zhao Ying viciously, "Believe it or not, I shot you to death?"

Zhao Ying lowered her right hip, raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Then it depends on who pulls out the gun and ...... fast."