"Morse code?"

Hearing Xiao Lou's words, Zhang Meng was shocked, then looked at Ye Jiu, and after listening to Ye Jiu's repeated voice, the whole person was overjoyed: "It seems to be really Morse code!" ”

The fat man was also excited, but at this time, the fat man was obviously calmer than Zhang Meng, and immediately said: "Don't be excited, who can translate?" ”

"I ......" Zhang Meng just wanted to speak, but he quickly shook his head: "I only know a little bit of the interpretation of the Morse code, as for the specific translation ......"

After speaking, Zhang Meng turned his attention to Xiaolou for help.

Xiao Lou said in embarrassment: "I'm the same as Brother Ah Meng, you only know a little bit, and I still told me when Sister Na was studying the Morse code." ”

"That's going to be difficult." Seeing that no one particularly knew the Morse code, Zhang Meng became worried.

"Don't worry." The fat man hurriedly said: "The so-called Morse code is a military code that uses sound intervals to represent twenty-four English letters, and these English letters can form words. This thing is divided into two kinds of American and British, I think the fat man thought this thing was very interesting, I took a few glances at my father's place, and then I heard Laizi mention it, but I haven't been very good at bird writing, so I haven't had in-depth contact. In this way, let's first record the sound that was repeated just now, and let's complement each other and discuss it to see if we can translate the complete Morse code. ”

"It's a good idea." Zhang Meng agreed, and turned back to give Ye Jiu a look.

According to his memory, Ye Jiu knocked on the bronze door with his hand and struck it repeatedly. Ye Jiu has now awakened his potential, so naturally he can't make a mistake.

"The Morse code code is very simple, there is only a long and short code." Zhang Meng said: "Fortunately, I have read the comparison table, and with my memory, I should be able to remember." ”

Hearing Zhang Meng say this, everyone remembered that Zhang Meng's memory is definitely the most powerful among several people, even if it is something that everyone doesn't care about very much, as long as Zhang Meng has seen it, he can forcibly recall it with memory alone.

The map of Kunlun Mountain was drawn by Zhang Meng with his superhuman memory. It's just that too many things have happened during this time, and everyone has forgotten Zhang Meng's specialty.

"Then hurry up." Seeing this, the fat man hurriedly urged.

"Don't rush, let me think about it." Zhang Meng closed his eyes, and in an instant, countless characters flashed in his mind, faster and faster.

"The letter A, a little bit long."

"Letter B......"

Zhang Meng said as the fat man recorded on the ground. Ten minutes later, the entire comparison table was restored by Zhang Meng and the fat man.

Glancing at the comparison table drawn by the fat man in the dust, Zhang Meng nodded with satisfaction: "Xiaolou, take a look, are there any mistakes or omissions?" ”

Xiao Lou was also quite surprised that Zhang Meng could restore such a difficult Morse code in ten minutes, and seriously looked at the comparison table on the ground, Xiao Lou said: "It seems to be translated like this." ”

"Brother Jiu'er."

"You repeat, the sound of the tapping just now." In fact, there is no need for Ye Jiu to repeat, Zhang Meng has already remembered the sound that Ye Jiu repeated before, but under this condition, Zhang Meng feels that it is better to be cautious for the sake of insurance.

According to the long and orderly sound of Ye Jiu's tapping, Zhang Meng, Fat Man, and Xiaolou made marks one by one according to the comparison table. It wasn't until they were all deciphered that the four of them reunited in front of the Morse Code full of letters.

Seeing the fat man hiding aside, Zhang Meng said, "It hasn't been translated into words yet, why are you going?" ”

"Damn! It's not that you don't know, fat man, my bird's cultural level knows more than 20 letters at best. The fat man shook his head and said, "This translation work, I can only stare at the fat man, I really can't help!" ”

Seeing that the fat man was lazy, Zhang Meng rolled his eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me." The fat man said dissatisfiedly: "This matter, if you want the fat man to see it, you have to continue to contribute, you don't want to think about it, we are all native-born communist fighters, you are a guy who grew up under the influence of foreign capital, how can you say ......"

"Yes, I'll take it." Seeing that the fat man was playing poor again, Zhang Meng smiled bitterly.

"Brother Meng, I also know some English, let's translate together." Xiao Lou came to Zhang Meng's side.

Seeing this scene, the fat man sat down next to Ye Jiu: "Hey, little lady, why do I think that the fat man is here and we have no culture?" ”

Hearing the fat man's words, Ye Jiu, like Zhang Meng, also turned his head and gave the fat man a roll of his eyes. It seems to say, don't put me in the same category as you.

In the fat man's chatter, Zhang Meng and Xiaolou shook their heads again and again, helpless in the face of the few words in front of them. This state lasted for more than ten minutes, and finally the fat man couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted: "Hey, I said you two sighed loudly, what's the matter?" ”

Xiao Lou and Zhang Meng glanced at each other, and said helplessly: "Let's talk about it, judging from the existing letters, I can't translate a complete sentence at all." ”

"What do you mean?" The fat man hurriedly jumped up: "Can't translate these letters?" ”

"It's not." Xiaolou explained: "As Brother Meng said, these should be abbreviations of words, between each other, relying on the current environment, we can also guess a few words, but no matter how you compare, the meaning of the words before and after is not coherent at all. ”

"Isn't it, you don't have enough vocabulary?" The fat man asked.

"I have the possibility. But Ah Meng's brother lives in Hong Kong and has been learning English since he was a child, and with his growth environment and memory, he will not be able to translate it anyway. Xiao Lou said.

"Grandma's!" Seeing that everyone was a little confused, the fat man scolded repeatedly: "It can't be that those mausoleum guards are deliberately playing with us!" With that, the angry fat man kicked the translated letters on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Seeing the fat man splashing, Zhang Meng hurriedly went to stop him. Although it is not impossible for the fat man to say that the other party is playing with everyone, this is also the only way to escape at the moment.

But Zhang Meng was a step slower after all, and the fat man's foot had already kicked the letters on the ground.

Seeing that the translated English letters were about to turn into dust, the fat man suddenly stopped his feet and stared at his feet with a surprised expression, his eyes blazing.

Suddenly, he smirked, "Haha...... Haha......"

"Dead fatty, what are you stupid about!" Zhang Meng asked inexplicably.

Seeing that Zhang Meng was anxious, the fat man glanced at the letters under his feet again, seemed to be confident, and sarcastically unceremoniously: "Who is stupid?" In my opinion, the stupidest person is you! ”