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"University of Oxford......

Hearing this, Wang Guan was also slightly surprised.

After all, this is one of the world's famous universities, and Wang Guan has no reason not to know. And Mr. Hawke, who is a teacher at Oxford University, is naturally very credible in his words.

Unlike the reputation of Chinese teachers who are about to rot to scum, scholars at the University of Oxford are undoubtedly highly respected by both men. This is not something to worship foreigners, but the most basic courtesy for knowledge.

Of course, courtesy is courtesy, even if it is confirmed that Mr. Hawke understands Old English, Fang Mingsheng is still hesitant and hesitates to ask him for advice. After all, selfishness is human nature, and Fang Mingsheng can't easily publish the parchment he bought with money for free, which is not in line with his interests.

Mr. Hawke also understood this a little, so he dispelled Fang Mingsheng's doubts with one sentence.

"I'm just curious, if you don't feel at ease, I can sign a non-disclosure agreement." Mr. Hawke rested his right hand on his chest and said with a serious expression: "You can even swear to God that you will never disclose what you see to a third party." ”

Wang Guan did not believe in God, but he did believe in Mr. Hawke's assurances. After all, for a true scholar, reputation should be regarded as higher than life. The persistence of credibility is definitely much stronger than that of some people who are full of official words.

However, Fang Mingsheng doesn't think so, he prefers to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. An oath or something, he would definitely not believe it, but he believed in the contract. This is also learned from Westerners, the spirit of contract.

So after tossing for half an hour, it really made Fang Mingsheng toss out two confidentiality agreements. The contract was drawn up by calling his royal lawyer, and the terms were basically empty. After transferring it to the computer, ask the conductor to print it out. There is a printer on the train, which is really advanced......

This is a trivial matter that needs not be bothered over. Anyway, after seeing Mr. Hawke quickly sign the confidentiality agreement, Fang Mingsheng was relieved and took out the parchment and handed it to him to watch.

"Huh."

At first glance, Mr. Hawke's expression was one of surprise.

"What's wrong?"

For a moment, Fang Mingsheng was a little nervous: "Is there anything wrong with things?" ”

"It's not that there's a problem, it's that the text is older than I thought." Mr. Hawke explained, and then his mind was concentrated on the short words on the paper, and he was absorbed in his research, muttering a few times from time to time, and feeling a little forgetful.

Fang Mingsheng definitely didn't dare to disturb. But after waiting for seven or eight minutes, and seeing that Mr. Hawke was still like this, he finally couldn't hold his breath, and couldn't help but speak: "Mr. Hawke, what do you think, what do these words mean?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm still analyzing." Mr. Hawke replied unconsciously, muttering from time to time, as if speculating on the pronunciation of the word. to be able to determine the specific meaning of the text.

Anyway, after another ten minutes, Fang Mingsheng's patience was about to run out, and Mr. Hawke raised his brows, but his eyes were full of contradictions.

"How. Still haven't figured it out? Fang Mingsheng's heart was half cold.

"The meaning of the text is clear."

At this point, Mr. Hawke frowned and said, "But I don't quite understand what the whole sentence is trying to say. ”

"It's good to be clear."

Fang Mingsheng heard this, and a smile appeared on his face again. Hurriedly asked: "Then tell me, what is the content on the paper?" ”

"The first word seems to be forest, grassland. Or the place where the sheep are shepherded, there are three meanings, judging from the semantics, it may be the place where the sheep are grazed. Mr. Hawke speculated: "The second phrase, which has a polysemous word, represents the meaning of lake, well water, and river...... respectively."

Fang Mingsheng's eyes widened, nodded in confusion, and finally said simply: "Mr. Hawke, you can tell me the other meanings of the words later, now I just want to know the meaning of the whole phrase, as well as the meaning you speculated......"

"Okay."

Mr. Hawke nodded, and explained carefully: "It doesn't matter if it's a lake, a well, or a river, there's a church at the end of that water anyway. That's right, it's a church, or a castle......."

"Where the sheep are glanded, where the water ends, churches, castles!"

Fang Mingsheng connected in series, and his brows locked into Sichuan characters: "That's all the content?" ”

"There's one more phrase." Mr. Hawke shook his head and continued, "The words of the phrase represent the Lord, or God, and eternity, companionship. ”

Between these words, Mr. Hawke hesitated: "This phrase has two meanings, one is to praise the Lord and praise God for immortality and eternal existence. The second is that God accompanies you, which means that the Lord is with you. ”

“…… It's so complicated. ”

Fang Mingsheng was stunned: "So all together, what are these words?" In the place where the sheep are shepherded there are streams and rivers, and at the end of the water there is a church, where God is always with you and with you? ”

"That's about it." Mr. Hawke said helplessly: "That's why I feel distressed, and I don't know what it means." Mainly, there are too few words in Old English, and each word represents multiple layers of meaning......"

In this case, complaining is also useless. Fortunately, the basic text ideology is known, and it can barely be regarded as a harvest. Thinking of this, Fang Mingsheng's mood improved, and he looked at Wang Guan: "Do you think the meaning of these words has any deep meaning?" ”

Wang Guan also understood Fang Mingsheng's thoughts, and directly broke through: "Do you think this is a hidden word?" ”

"Uh...... Quite possibly. ”

Since he said it, Fang Mingsheng didn't reserve it, and said bluntly: "If it's just ordinary praise for God, why do you have to hide it carefully in the cipher tube?" ”

Wang Guan nodded lightly, and also felt that it made sense.

After all, from the semantic point of view, the content of the text is not an anti-theocratic declaration, but a kind of praise to God. It looks ordinary, but it's just open to the public, so why hide it?

"Or is it the handwriting of a celebrity?"

At the same time, Wang Guan thought of another possibility: "For example, the pope, cardinals, and other figures wrote this passage in praise of God, and then it was obtained by someone who had a hobby of collecting the handwriting of celebrities, and regarded it as a treasure, and was afraid that others would steal it." So hidden in the cipher canister. ”

"It's not impossible." Fang Mingsheng frowned, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Hawke, is there a signature on it?" Isn't it a celebrity thing......"

"It's not."

Without waiting for Fang Mingsheng to finish speaking, Mr. Hawke directly shook his head and denied: "There is no signature, let alone a badge that depicts identity, so it is impossible to infer who wrote this line of writing." ”

"That's ......" Fang Mingsheng was immediately very disappointed when he heard this. Although another possibility was ruled out, he really couldn't be happy.

"I'm sorry." Mr. Hawke was a little embarrassed and said, "With my ability, I can only understand to this extent, and it doesn't help much." I'm really sorry. ”

"Mr. Hawke has no self-reproach." Wang Guan shook his head and said: "The words on the parchment originally lacked the background of the times, and it is estimated that only certain people can understand the meaning of the words. We'd appreciate it for you to help us translate it......"

"Actually, it could be better."

At the right time, Mr. Hawke mused, "I have not studied Old English thoroughly enough to grasp the exact meaning, but I know a few friends who specialize in Old English, and they are better than me. If you guys don't mind. I can ask them to help decipher the text. ”

"Ahem......"

Fang Mingsheng hesitated and began to tangle again.

In contrast to Fang Mingsheng's hesitation, Wang Guan was very calm, and nodded directly: "Then trouble Mr. Hawke." ”

"Wang Guan. You ......"

Fang Mingsheng wanted to object, but suddenly sighed again, which could be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to this matter. After all, he also figured out that what was on the parchment might be important. But until you don't know where it came from, it doesn't mean anything at all. That is, leaked and not leaked. Actually, there is no difference.

Forget it, it seems that it is better to casually stuff a blank piece of paper into the cipher cylinder, and then sell the cipher cylinder to someone else and make a profit. Fang Mingsheng pondered and began to think about how to use the Da Vinci cipher cylinder to maximize benefits.

"Don't worry."

At this time, Mr. Hawke smiled and said, "Several of my friends are very professional scholars, and they just like to study Old English, and they have never been in the habit of spreading other people's privacy......"

Speaking of which, this is also a guarantee. Fang Mingsheng was noncommittal, in fact, he didn't expect Mr. Hawke's friends to find anything, but he also had a hope of one in 10,000, and still agreed with Mr. Hawke's idea of asking his friends for help.

Mr. Hawke was very happy about this, and immediately brought pen and paper, neatly copied the words on the parchment, and then returned the original to Fang Mingsheng.

"Wait for my good news!"

After exchanging contact information, and just as the stop arrived, Mr. Hawke politely said goodbye and slowly got off the bus.

"Let's die now."

At this time, Wang Guan smiled and said, "I said, don't have any hope. Forget it, don't mention it, anyway, with your ability, you will definitely not lose money, and you definitely have the ability to make money back. ”

"Of course." Fang Mingsheng nodded smugly, and he also had this confidence. Of course, he doesn't care about money or anything, he just feels uncomfortable. originally thought that he could harvest something good, but who knew that it was just tasteless and a pity to abandon it, no wonder he was a little sulky.

However, this is just a small episode on the journey, and after it has passed, Fang Mingsheng doesn't care anymore. Because at this time, the train also arrives at the terminal station.

"Here's it, let's go down."

At the right time, Fang Mingsheng was in good spirits, and immediately beckoned Wang Guan to leave, and with the flow of people, he got off the train and came to a relatively prosperous town.

"Your friend lives in town?" Wang Guan looked around curiously and found that there were many tourists in the town, so he speculated that there should be some places of interest here.

"Not in the town, but in the castle outside the town." Fang Mingsheng smiled: "You just come along......" (to be continued......