Speaking of the message Su Xing received, since she recognized it as a lost text, it proved that the lost thing had been recovered. Wen Lao showed her a lot of information, and the introduction of that ethnic group, its experience, and the reasons for its demise were recorded.

As long as people are interested in something, most of them will verify it in practice, and she is no exception. There were only more than a thousand characters in that group, and the strokes were particularly complicated, so she recognized half of them on a whim, and then put them aside when she had other work to do.

So far, I have not learned it all.

But it's enough.,The other party sent not a complete picture.,It's estimated that there is text behind the border.。 After she translated it all, it can be speculated that this is a fragment of an article by a writer in the Northern Song Dynasty.

After observing it carefully, he made a call to Wen Lao while it was still early.

"That's it?" Looking at the screenshot sent by Su Xing, Wen Lao recognized at a glance that this was post-processed.

How can you not read the materials you have shown to your students as a tutor?

He also recognized the words in it.

"Well, that's all the man gives. I don't remember that there is much information about this tribe, some of them are in Sioux City, and the most complete and comprehensive collection is in Xicheng. I have seen the historical records of the two cities, but there is no record of this written information. ”

From the scans, you can see what the words were printed on.

It may be an old family heirloom, or it may be a newly unearthed object, which has been dug up but not disclosed to the public, and has been privately hidden.

If it's a family heirloom, because of the age, the older generation is gone, and the children and grandchildren want to judge whether it's a treasure map or something.

If it is confirmed to be an old antique, it is a huge income to sell it privately.

Don't scold her for showing the picture to others without authorization, because the other party didn't let her keep it a secret; second, she has too deep a memory of that future, and she and the tomb robbers and those who sell antiques and cultural relics without permission are people on two different paths.

If you want to blame, you can only blame the other party for finding the wrong person, and blame her for having an extra memory.

Wen Lao and acquaintances work at the Institute of Ethnic Studies, specializing in the study of the missing characters of the Shaomin. It is not clear how many tribes in China have official writings, and if they can't find the relevant information, it proves that this is a private collection that has never been published.

Even if it is a private collection, it must be negotiated, and it can be nationalized and recycled as much as possible.

If you can't, you have to ask where you picked it up or dug it up, and maybe there are monuments hidden under the original site.

After Su Xing told Wen Lao about the situation, someone asked her for the stranger's number that night to track down.

Once she handed over the number, she could tell the other person what the words meant.

"The Theory of the Six Kingdoms?" the other party was very surprised, "No, are you?"

Su Xing was slightly surprised, he just heard her say a few words and immediately guessed the source, could it be a peer?

"You can ask someone else. In the face of doubts, Su Xing was very calm, "Uh, I'm sorry, I'm also an archaeology enthusiast, can you ask where you got this from?"

The other party answered her with actions, clicked, and hung up the phone directly.

Su Xing stared at the phone in a daze for a few seconds before she reacted, and she turned her face immediately without getting valuable information, which was really rude.

She pursed the corners of her lips and put her phone aside.

Written by a writer in the Northern Song Dynasty, The Theory of the Six Kingdoms analyzes the reasons for the destruction of the Six Kingdoms and what lessons should be learned.

This is a topic that many literary historians are concerned about, and it is estimated that some people in that tribe copied it to warn future generations.

It's not a treasure map, it's not a martial arts secret, the only value is how long it's been around. This rubbing scan has been processed, except for the recognition, she can't see anything else, and can only rely on professionals to identify and identify.

After the other party hung up the phone, Su Xing tried to pull back, but found that she was blocked.

It doesn't matter, she's already made a small report anyway, and everything is left to the professionals. These ancient characters have complicated strokes, and I believe that no one will be bored to copy rubbings to find trouble for her.

Thinking so, she quickly put the matter aside.

It was eight o'clock in the evening, and she left the study and went to the living room to play with Xiao Ran and Xiao Neng until nine o'clock. Seeing that the time is not early, and the child is going to bed, tell him the history of the fall of the Six Kingdoms as a bedtime story, whether he can understand it or not.

If it's twins, they must understand, but it's a pity that it's the weekend and they're not at home.

When the child fell asleep, Su Xing went to the patio to sit alone for a while, her mind was blank and she didn't think about anything. Seriously, she has no regrets about destroying her future, at least not now.

She just stared at the epiphany.

The epiphany came less than a meter long, and over five years, the plant grew larger and larger, at least a little more than a meter tall. Even if the couple fertilizes and waters frequently according to the method said by experienced people, it grows and does not bloom.

Su Xing walked to the side of the flower bed and pulled out a few small grasses, and touched its branches, which were quite strong. Fortunately, the flower bed is big enough, and the bigger this Yetan grows, the better it looks, and the moment the flowers bloom in the future, it will definitely amaze the audience.

"Madame is not resting yet, do you want to have supper?" Xiao Neng looked at the time, wow, it was one o'clock in the morning.

What should I do if the leisure house is closed? Who will make the supper?

Su Xing stood by the flower bed and heard the prestige, "No, I'm not hungry." Ignore me and go about your business. ”

"Oh. ”

Xiao Neng said goodnight to her, silently turned around and went upstairs, sending a few photos he had just taken to someone's mind as he went.

The owner said that he would notify him immediately if he found something abnormal in the house.

According to its understanding, this anomaly is not only dangerous, but also includes changes in the words and deeds of family members, such as the twins suddenly drying up last time. This time, the hostess, sat alone on the patio for about two hours, motionless like a stone sculpture.

Well, it's unusual.

After successfully sending it, it went to the small dye room to take a look, and returned to its room when it found that everything was normal.

Su Xing didn't know anything about Xiao Neng's actions.

She sat on the patio until one o'clock, afraid that she would not be able to get up tomorrow and the child would cry, so she hurried back to her room to rest.

I don't know how long later, while she was in a daze, someone came in and turned on a soft light lamp in the bedroom. She raised her hand to cover her eyes, and then noticed him lift the covers, and Lisso pressed directly against her.

Smelling his breath, he put his hands around his gentle back.

"Are you busy?" asked subconsciously as he stretched out to welcome his return.

"I'm done. He muttered, and his hands were not idle.

The dense kiss, light and heavy, made the sleepy woman dodge a few times, and couldn't help but smile softly. The soft body instinctively clung to his chest, making the blood rush and quickly grab the warmth that belonged to him.

Soon, there was a suppressed sound of glamour, coquettishness, and moaning in the room......

Early in the morning, Bai Shaohua took his youngest son who came to knock on the door out for morning luck, so that the child's mother could sleep peacefully.

Unfortunately, it backfired, and as soon as he went out on the front foot, the phone rang on the back foot.

One night of spring and night, the exhausted Su Xing tried to open her eyes and take a look, but she didn't know and refused to answer.

Ringing again, refusing again.

It wasn't until the third sound that Su Xing got up weakly, straightened her throat, and then answered.

Before she could squeak, the other party had already crackled and scolded: "Are you mistaken? Someone asked you for help, but you actually passed the picture to others without authorization?! Did you report it? Why are you like this, didn't your parents teach you what it means to respect other people's privacy? Your teacher didn't teach ......?"

"The teacher taught me to be a thief. Su Xing was also angry, and said, "Did you say that you can't ask others? That painting can't be seen, right? Why are you hiding and looking for me? Isn't this sent to the door to make me meritorious service?"

After scolding, I realized that this person was a woman.

"Huh, who are you? with that guy last night? It just so happens that I reported it together, and you wait at home. ”

Say hang up and copy down the phone number.