After a long time, he didn't hear Mo Ye's reply, Wu Shu was slightly suspicious in his heart, and as soon as he looked back at Mo Ye, his face was suddenly surprised.

I saw Mo Ye kneeling on the ground, his left hand spread out his five fingers, and pressed the thin booklet he had just dropped, so that the sea breeze could not blow its pages out of order. Under her knees was another thin booklet, and looking at the yellowing of the paper, it must have been many years apart.

The thin booklet pressed under her knee only needed to take a few more glances, and you could find that its front was also full of untidy words, only the last side of the paper was blank when Mo Ye turned to the ground. At this moment, the child was writing something quickly on the blank paper. She had bitten off her own fingers, and she had already written most of the pages with the blood of her fingers, and she had already bitten four of her five fingers.

Wu Shu approached Mo Ye and crouched down beside her, and soon discovered the strangeness of her recording technique. With each page she turned, she left less than ten words on the blank page of her booklet. Wu Shu knew that there were eight pages in his book, and Mo Ye had already turned to the sixth page at this time, and her writing speed was amazing, but Wu Shu was very confused, could such a record express the meaning clearly?

Wu Shu pondered for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

The blood of the ring finger had a coagulating momentum, Mo Ye frowned, and without hesitation, he bit the little finger that was at the end of the five fingers. While recording the contents of the last page of the book, she quickly replied, "Steal your book." ”

Wu Shu shook his head slightly, and said in a cold voice: "I want to remind you that don't modify the mental mantra without authorization, a small mistake may make some parts of your body paralyzed for life." ”

"Thank you for the reminder." Mo Ye showed a slight smile on her face, but her gaze was condensed, and there was not the slightest smile in her eyes, "But this is just a brief record, and after I go back, I still need to restore it." ”

Wu Shu had a skeptical look on his face. He didn't wait for Mo Ye to finish copying the last half of the book, he reached out and grabbed the booklet, put it back in his arms, and reprimanded at the same time: "How can the gong trick be treated so impetuously, if you don't read it, so as not to harm you." ”

At the same time that Wu Shu suddenly took away the exercise, Mo Ye had just finished writing the last word that she had condensed in her heart after reading the eighth page of the exercise.

With a long exhalation, the faint smile on her face entered her eyes, and she looked at Wu Shu and said slowly, "I haven't seen your skills before." I also don't believe that people can pull their bodies up like birds. So it's normal that you don't believe that my shorthand won't change the original. ”

She lowered her eyes to the whole page of crimson text under her knees, and said, "From childhood to adulthood." The thing I do the most is practice calligraphy. I've been busy with one thing for a long time, and of course I don't want to keep the same thing all the time. In addition to improving my writing speed, Master also taught me how to split letters. A brief record, also known as shorthand, is a set of bibliographic techniques summarized from the method of dismantling words. ”

"I see...... "Wu Shuyan's expression softened." This is the first time I've heard of it. ”

Mo Ye blew on his five blood-stained fingers as he said, "I only learned the binary position, but Uncle Wu's lesson just now is not completely wrong. If you want to restore it, it is really possible to change the original meaning. ”

Hearing this, Wu Shu couldn't help but become curious and asked, "How is the binary position?" What about hexadecimals? ”

He was curious, not only because he didn't understand what Mo Ye said, but also because this carry summary method was created by that adult. Since he joined the group, he has heard a lot of stories about that adult, many of which are unprecedented. It made him respectful.

Mo Ye pondered for a while and said: "The first digit is focused on the abbreviated phrase, and the two-word word can take a keyword. Two words for four-word words; Binary positions can be used to abbreviate longer paragraphs of text, but it is more of a test of familiarity with words. However, both of these carry positions stay on the surface of the text. ”

When she said this, she rubbed the corners of her forehead with her left hand, which had not been bitten by herself, and thought for a while before continuing: "The higher you go, the more you test people's inertia in the use of words. Just say that my master's limit hexadecimal position, the written text is almost not a text, only he knows what he wrote. ”

"This kind of bibliographic technique is indeed rare." A chaotic look appeared in Wu Shu's eyes. But after a while, he suddenly remembered something, and said: "In this way, no one has been able to fully understand the internal layout of the Wolf's Tooth Siege, and it may be because all the construction files use this kind of brief record, so ...... However, he passed away suddenly, and if anything went wrong in that besieged city in the future, who should he ask? ”

Referring to Master's fateful catastrophe, Mo Ye slowly lowered his head, his eyes were gloomy, and he did not speak.

His eyes fell to his knees, and the thin booklet pressed under his knees was the detailed notes on medication written by Liao Shi himself after he prepared the prescription for her five years ago.

When she was in Xingjia Village, she had stolen her master's copy, and was later found to have taken it away, and she had a meal of reprimand. Later, on the eve of leaving Xingjia Village, the master handed her the original booklet and told her to carry it with him.

At that time, she felt full of joy, and felt that she seemed to have grown up and could take on some things, but now when she thinks about those experiences, she only feels a chill in her heart.

Once again, she wondered if he had known the cruel end of the present day before that. That's why he had to arrange certain things?

But she quickly questioned her own suspicions, just because the bloody process of that day did not seem like child's play at all, and thinking back to Master's usual habits of dealing with people, he did not look like a person who could play such a game.

Mo Ye shook his head slightly, ending the troublesome thoughts in his heart. Returning her attention to the concern in Wu Shu's words, she suddenly remembered something and said in a lost voice: "I remember that Master said that there are ...... in this world."

She was only halfway through her sentence before it came to an abrupt end. Because she remembered that day, when the master mentioned his fellow disciple, her little uncle, he solemnly told her.

But she didn't expect that Wu Shu's brain was not slow, and she had already predicted it. After staring at her for a moment, he suddenly smiled and said, "It is said that Master Lin also has a fellow disciple. ”

Mo Ye was surprised and said, "How come you even know this?" ”

"The people in his group have looked for his junior brother, but they have only been looking for a few years, but there is no result." Wu Shu said this, sighed lightly, and continued: "With the same learning, if someone wants to know the details of the military construction that Lord Lin participated in, his junior brother is indeed a good breakthrough. Master Lin once said that his junior brother left the sect very early and did not know where to go, and perhaps he also did not know what Lord Lin had done over the years. If he was being taken advantage of, maybe until he dismantled Lord Lin's handwriting, he still didn't know that he was moving a stone to hit the feet of his fellow senior brothers. ”

Wu Shu's words made Mo Ye's heart slightly flustered, but she quickly shook her head in disagreement and said, "No, Master said that he only has one junior brother. I think that such a close relationship between the same family is like a brotherhood with each other. Uncle Xiao must know my master's handwriting, and he won't be so easily fooled. ”

"We've been looking for him for years but haven't been able to find him, and if anyone finds him before we do, and recognizes his identity, he's probably not a good person to deal with. At least for the handwriting you're considering, they're unlikely to fail to think about it. Wu Shu paused when he said this, and then said: "These are not things we can worry about, now let's take care of your hands first!" ”

As he spoke, he reached into the narrow sleeve and touched it, took out a paper bag and put it at his feet, and then pulled out the dagger tied to the side of his calf, and then grabbed a piece of Mo Ye's clothes, and cut it off in three or two clicks.

"Your clothes are cleaner than mine. Wrap you like this first, and when you go back, you still have to wash the wound and re-bandage it. At the same time as Wu Shu explained, he had already torn the piece of clothing into narrower strips. He opened the small paper bag, and as soon as he poured out some powder, he was scattered by a sudden gust of sea breeze.

Wu Shu's eyebrows moved, he reached into his sleeve again, and took out a small paper bag. This time, before opening the paper bag, he grabbed Mo Ye's injured right hand, dragged it into his arms, and arched his back to block some of the sea breeze.

The roughness of the skin on Wu Shu's hands came, and his breathing was close to the ground on his forehead, and Mo Ye only felt that his mood was gradually becoming embarrassed. Fortunately, Wu Shu was very familiar with the bandaging technique, and it didn't take long to wrap all five of her fingers.

Wu Shu put the dagger back into the leather sheath on the side of his calf, and put Mo Ye's hand back on her lap, then he stood up and breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a hint of sadness in his eyes: "Don't treat yourself like this in the future." Originally, it was just to take you to the beach to relieve your feelings, but I didn't expect it to be like this. I'll send you back later, and I don't know how to explain to those women. ”

Mo Ye couldn't help but feel funny when he heard him say this, and said with a smile: "Do you still care what they think?" Women don't have a lot of tongues, but a lot of tongues is just a few words of gossip, and they won't really make your skin break and bleed. ”

Wu Shu stared at Mo Ye with a deep meaning.

Mo Ye ignored Wu Shu's gaze, gently moved his hand that was wrapped into five small stick beads, and closed the 'blood book' that had been dried on the ground and put it into his arms. After standing up, she said to Wu Shu again: "Mr. Wu, before the next lecture, can you inform Xiaosheng?" So that Xiaosheng can prepare some writing and ink! ”

"I wasn't going to teach you anything today." Wu Shu said, the man had already slid down the rock, and another sentence followed, "Even if I say something to you today, it's only this time." ”