"Hoover, what are you doing with a basin?" Zhao San asked with a frown.

This fat man was mysterious, rummaging in the house for a long time, but he took out a basin.

"I said that you people from the southern and northern factions, all the things that the ancestor passed down to your generation were eaten by the dogs? Just show it to the fat man, keep it and let you shut up! The fat man said with a sneer.

Zhang Meng saw that the fat man was full of confidence, so he had to suppress the curiosity in his heart and watch the fat man mess around.

"Have you found that this sculpture is a beast-faced human body, this head is convex and shrunk, and the head should be facing east."

The fat man muttered to himself, and he put the bronze statue in a basin of water, then grabbed the light bulb that hung on the top, and jumped up and down like a madman.

The fat man didn't know how long it had been, Zhang Meng was almost asleep, Zhao San had already decided that the fat man was definitely here to fool Zhang Meng of money, so he directly turned his head and played with the antiques in the hall.

"That's right! This is it, hahahaha, my fat man is really a genius under the leadership of Chairman Mao! ”

The fat man's thunderous voice startled Zhang Meng, and Zhao San also turned his face unkindly.

"I said little fat man, have you finished drumming, we'll go back when you're done, continue to play drums as much as you like!"

Zhao San's voice fell, and he looked at the shadow of the sculpture in front of him, and was suddenly stunned.

On the shadow in front of them, there was a row of words on it, and Zhang Meng took a closer look, and those words were all ancient symbols similar to Arabic numerals.

This kind of word count was passed down very early, but because the strokes were too complicated, this font had become extinct after the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and if it weren't for an old customer who had explained these things to Zhang Meng, he wouldn't have known that there was such a font.

"This ancient man's technique is really exquisite, a small bronze man, how can he hide so much information in it?"

Zhao San was almost a little dumbfounded, under the specific light angle and the refraction of water, this bronze figure was able to map a row of numbers, which was simply incredible. Even with modern technology, it's almost impossible to do this, right?

"The little fat man is good, he really has two hands!"

Zhao San is this kind of straight temper, people who have a little means will naturally get his admiration, this bronze man's method of decryption in the water, even those grandmasters of the inverted fighting world, I'm afraid few can do it.

"That's what the 30,000 yuan is worth spent, right? If it weren't for the urgent need for a little entanglement, the fat man would not have exchanged this ancestral technique for money. In fact, my old man told me that the atomic bombs of the Soviet Union and the United States were all jokes, and in our ancient China, some things were a hundred times more powerful than these things. Didn't Chairman Mao say that this qiē enemy is a paper tiger, if he didn't have some confidence, would our chairman dare to say that......"

The fat man cocked Erlang's legs and smashed his butt on the dilapidated chair, and suddenly two large balls of fat were squeezed out from both sides of the chair, and he poured a sip of tea into the mouth of the teapot.

Zhang Meng doesn't talk to this dead fat man, if one of this guy's ten sentences is true, then he snickered. He crouched in front of the shadow, looked at the row of numbers, frowned and asked, "Fatty, what do these numbers represent?" ”

"It must be the secret hidden in the text, right? Wouldn't you be right about picking out a few words that don't conform to common sense and then translating them? The fat man said.

"Little fat man, there are secrets in the text?"

Zhao San asked curiously, these things are not known to the insiders, this can be set up a little bit, and now Zhao San is naturally much more enthusiastic about fat people.

"Don't call me fatty." The fat man said dissatisfiedly.

"You laymen get a second-hand book and think that you can know the secrets of these ghosts and gods, these things can almost be regarded as the product of a civilization, how can it be so simple? The secret research of the text has not been studied for thousands of years, and this bronze decryption method is just a relatively simple method, but Boss Zhang is lucky, he just happened to encounter such a 'cipher', otherwise it is still a question whether I can solve it. The fat man explained.

"The people who know these texts are all ignorant of this?"

Zhang Meng's face was a little surprised, according to what the fat man said, aren't the uncles still in the dark?

"I don't know, now the inscription has become a difficult problem in the archaeological world, if only my father handled the ancient Jane of the Western Zhou Dynasty, now no one should know except me. However, it is not excluded that others have known about the translation of the text from other sources. The fat man shook his head and said.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, fat man, hurry up and help me take a look, how should the numbers in this be translated......" Zhang Meng was not interested in these, he urged the fat man.

"Strange, this is not right! The translation is a little incomprehensible, there is a place name, twelve mountains, and then it is to break the curse and break the seven-star mound...... What kind of bullshit is this? Could it be that I made a mistake in this translation? It can't be. ”

The fat man took out his father's book of words, compared it for a long time, and said such a sentence in a daze.

"Boss Zhang, Boss Zhang, what's wrong with you? I don't care, I've unlocked it for you, and this secret has been revealed a lot, so I have to give me at least half of the money. When the fat man saw that Zhang Meng didn't speak, he thought that he wanted to repay the debt, and he was suddenly anxious.

Although Zhang Meng did not speak, his heart stirred up earth-shattering waves.

The fat man didn't know the meaning of these words, but he knew that the information in these fonts revealed a terrible news, and it was very likely that this whole thing was a huge trap!

Liu Qu was a person from the Western Han Dynasty, and it is not terrible for the Western Zhou Dynasty, the Shang Dynasty, or even the previous things to appear in his tomb, but in any case, there will be no characters from the Eastern Han Dynasty. You must know that the Western Han Dynasty was a regime established by Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, and perished in the coup d'état of Wang Mang; The Eastern Han Dynasty was a regime established by Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu, which perished in the Three Kingdoms; Although both belong to the Han Dynasty, they are hundreds of years apart!

The twelve mountains refer to the twelve bamboo mountains, which are linked by twelve mountains, so there is this title, and it is also what we now call the Dingjun Mountain, although the other seven-star mound does not know what it is, you can refer to the meaning of the word, it must be related to Zhuge Liang. But what shocked Zhang Meng the most was that the relationship between time and time was completely chaotic.

How could Zhuge Liang of the Eastern Han Dynasty be mentioned in Liu Qu's tomb, this is obviously an impossible thing, or that Liu Qu excavated more tombs back then, and he can predict what will happen hundreds of years later, this qiē seems ridiculous.

Zhang Meng also thought of one of the most terrifying possibilities, this handwriting was artificially engraved, that person learned about the curse, and also knew that they would find Liu Qu's tomb, so he carefully made this '殄文' to seduce them to Dingjun Mountain, but there was such a big mistake in the issue of time, this is a big conspiracy against their Zhang family!

"I said cute boy, what are you thinking?" Zhao San shook his hand in front of Zhang Meng's eyes, and asked a little strangely.

Although Zhao San has been fighting for a while, he has more time to take on the responsibility of protecting everyone, and he doesn't know much about these things.

"Nope!" Zhang Meng's heart was a little flustered, and he didn't know what to say to Zhao San at the moment.

"You kid don't want to pay the bills, otherwise I, otherwise I'll go to your store every day to cry and mourn......"

The fat man thought about it for a long time and didn't know how to threaten Zhang Meng, so he pulled out such a painful statement.

Zhang Meng smiled bitterly: "Don't worry, your 30,000 yuan, no, I said 10,000 at the beginning!" ”

", do you remember, it must be a money-grubbing ghost in the pile of dead money in the previous life, this kind of money-hungry thinking is unacceptable......"

The fat man said very quietly, but he still heard it for Zhang Meng, and when he saw that Zhang Meng was angry, the fat man hurriedly joked with a smile.

"Come, come, I'll send you." The fat man saw that the two of them showed signs of farewell, and hurriedly said with a smile.

"I said fatty, as the saying goes, 'Sending a thousand miles to a gentleman must be different', and you are sending it too far, right?"

Zhao San also wanted to ask Zhang Meng what he saw, but Hoover kept following their butts.

"No, no, this is also fate today, so I'll go to your store and settle the consultation fee!" The fat man smiled and said embarrassedly.