Chapter 15 Yuan Kewen

The sound of the crying flute woke Wang Yao from the excitement of the translation, and instinctively pricked up his ears to find the source of the flute, but turned his head to see the old man standing at the door with a sinking face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hello. Wang Yaoleng paused for a moment and hurriedly got up to say hello.

The old man held the manuscript paper translated by Wang Yao in his hand and looked up at Wang Yao.

The old man's pupils were light brown, relatively bright pupil color, but they were extremely deep and made Wang Yao feel the pressure of facing a mountain.

"Who the hell are you?" the old man looked at Wang Yao's panicked face, and his voice was low, as if questioning.

"I, my name is Wang Yao. Wang Yao stumbled.

"Who sent you?" said the old man with a cold snort, taking a step forward.

Wang Yao instinctively took a step back and swallowed his saliva, "I? I'm here to ask for scriptures." ”

"Lie, you're sent by those bandits, aren't you? The old man's face suddenly turned hideous, and his eyes were red.

Wang Yao was very dazed, he didn't know what the old man was talking about, and spread his hands to express his innocence, "I'm really here to ask for scriptures, haven't you seen a look at the dzi." ”

"Then how do you know how to write in a male state?" exclaimed the old man.

"I reasoned for myself. Wang Yaoleng paused for a moment and spoke.

"Lie!" said the old man with a cold face.

"I really reasoned on my own. Wang Yao was anxious to explain, because the old man's expression didn't look like a joke, and the dagger in the old man's hand that flashed with cold light was indeed terrifying, "Didn't you let me understand it myself? ”

"Zhangzhung text, how can it be deciphered without several years of research. The old man snorted coldly.

"So, did I translate correctly?" Wang Yaoleng paused for a moment, and then said in ecstasy.

Seeing Wang Yao's suddenly happy expression, the old man also froze, the dagger in his hand was raised, and the tip of the knife was aimed at Wang Yao, "Give you one last chance." ”

"I really translated it myself. Wang Yao took a step back and explained seriously, "After comparing the offerings in the Buddha hall, the words are actually very simple, the meaning of these words is the same, but the meaning is different when used in the translation of each benzene. ”

The old man froze for a moment, squinted his eyes to look at Wang Yao's expression, and finally put away the dagger, "What's your name?"

The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched, this old man really doesn't have an ordinary bad memory, he has introduced himself three times, "My name is Wang Yao." ”

"Where?" asked the old man.

"It's a Hangzhou person. Wang Yao replied.

"Yuan Kewen is you. The old man continued.

"Yuan Kewen?" Wang Yao's face was full of doubts, he had never heard of this name, "I don't know this person." ”

"And who gave you your dzi?" the old man frowned.

"It's Mr. Big. Wang Yao said.

"What is the relationship between the two of you?" asked the old man.

"Is it an acquaintance?" Wang Yao hesitated for a moment, and replied cautiously, he really has nothing to do with Mr. Big.

"It doesn't matter if he can give you something so important?" the old man raised his eyebrows, and the dagger appeared again.

"He's trying to save people for me. Wang Yao said patiently, after all, people are under the eaves.

"You're not lying?" asked the old man, frowning.

"I swear. Wang Yao couldn't cry or laugh, this old man looked at him with a feeling that was more mysterious than Mr. Big, how could he ask questions like a child? Could it be that he had really stayed in the mountains for too long?

"I never believed in the oaths of outsiders. The old man snorted coldly, "You wait here, don't think about running away." ”

Wang Yao smiled awkwardly, watched the old man leave, and bent down to pick up the manuscript on the ground.

After a while, the old man came back, holding a big brother-style phone in his hand and handing it to Wang Yao, "Call that big man." ”

Wang Yao hesitated for a moment, then took the phone and wondered, "Can you get through here?"

"If you want to fight, you can fight. The old man raised his eyebrows.

Wang Yao dialed Xu Feng's mobile phone number and put it in his ear, but it really worked, and Wang Yao also felt magical.

"Hey, who's who?" the phone rang for a while and was connected, and Xu Feng's voice came.

"Master. Wang Yao grinned happily, and the old man who listened with his ears pricked up frowned.

"Xiao Yao?" Xu Feng muttered suspiciously, "Where did you call?"

"Eh, I found a place, is Mr. Big there?" Wang Yao hesitated and didn't dare to tell Xu Feng that he had made such a risky act without authorization.

"Here, are you looking for him?, did you find the medical book?" Xu Feng asked in surprise.

"Sort of. Wang Yao glanced at the old man next to him.

Xu Feng chatted with Wang Yao for a few more words, and the phone was changed to Mr. Big, "Boy?

As soon as Mr. Big's voice came out, the old man reached out and snatched the phone, "Yuan Kewen, you sent this kid?"

"Su Hai, are you out?" Mr. Big was also stunned.

"You didn't ask him to come?" the old man looked nervous.

"I asked him to go to the Potala Palace to get the Four Medical Codex, where did you go?" Mr. Big asked with some confusion.

"I got the Four Medical Classics back. The old man whispered, "This boy listened to the painting of the Tuden Quli, and ran into the mountains alone." ”

"What?" exclaimed Mr. Big, and then let out a helpless chuckle, "what a death." ”

"He said it was to save people?" the old man glanced at Wang Yao.

"Yes, in order to save people, you let him read the book, otherwise he will not die. Mr. Big laughed.

"Since it's really your person, then I'm relieved, this kid directly translated the ancient text, which scared Lao Tzu. The old man's expression finally relaxed, and he burst into a foul mouth.

"Monks don't speak. Mr. Big laughed.

"I'm not a monk. The old man rolled his eyes, "Are you still alive?"

"There are still a few years to live, this kid is good, you can teach him some novelties and make a good relationship. Mr. Big laughed.

The old man snorted lightly and handed the phone to Wang Yao.

"You kid is too reckless, can you enter the mountains and forests casually?" said Mr. Big, reproaching, but there was a hint of praise in his tone.

"I'm also anxious. Wang Yao pursed the corners of his mouth a little shyly, "However, I really found some clues." ”

"There has been news from the hospital, your godmother's condition is not very serious, you don't need to be too anxious, you must pay attention to safety, don't leave Su Hai's side, do you hear?" Mr. Big advised.

"Well, when I find a way, I'll go back. Wang Yao said.

"Take care of yourself. Mr. Big smiled, "Do you want to change your master?"

"No, let Master take care of your health. Wang Yao hesitated and said.

"Okay, it's okay to report safety. Mr. Big said a few words and hung up the phone.

"Alright, come with me. The old man took the satellite phone and led Wang Yao out to another stone room, which was much more modern, with some paper scrolls.

"The Four Medical Classics are partially translated, but they are a little different from the ones you read, one is a revised version and the other is the original version. The old man said, pointing to a bookshelf in the room.

Wang Yao walked over and picked up a volume, and sure enough, it was translated into traditional Chinese, Wang Yao flipped through the book like the wind, and the old man who read it stared for a while, "Boy, can you understand the book like this?"

"I'm a fast reader. Wang Yao said without raising his head.

The old man walked around in front of another bookshelf with his hands behind his back and muttered, "You are a little similar to Yuan Kewen, you can read books quickly, no wonder you go together." ”

Wang Yao didn't listen to the old man's muttering, he was now engrossed in the book.

The old man muttered and picked up a lot of books and scrolls from the bookshelf and put them on the table, and finally patted Wang Yao on the shoulder, "By the way, what's your name?"

The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched, looking at the old man's expression that didn't want to ridicule him, and reintroduced, "My name is Wang Yao." ”

"Oh, my name is Su Hai, I'm going to eat later, let's see after eating. Su Hai said.

"Thanks, I'm not hungry yet. Wang Yao politely declined.

Old Man Su Hai blinked, watched Wang Yao get into the book again, shook his head and muttered out of the stone room, "Another nerd." ”

As soon as Su Hai walked out, a cheerful dog barking echoed outside the stone hall, and after a while, a group of Tibetan lions of various colors pulled the bronze cart in, Su Yong jumped down from the car, untied the chains, and Sona, who was following behind, let out a low roar and led the group of Tibetan lions to run towards the back of the stone hall.

Su Hai's eyes stared at the most conspicuous golden Tibetan lion in the dog group, frowning slightly.

"We caught a Tibetan antelope today, which is enough for us to eat for a long time. Su Yong took out a steaming cauldron and chopsticks from the bronze cart and put them on the ground.

Su Hai walked over, and the grandfather and grandson sat on the ground. (To be continued.) )