"I'm Zhang Luo, I may not really know how to cook before, but is this kind of thing really difficult to do? Mom, you're underestimating me. After a slight panic, he calmed down and said calmly.

With today's world knowledge and technology, no one can deny his identity, even psychiatrists believe that he has a split personality at most. Zhang Luo was sure that even Li Qingdai was only suspicious because of Zhang Luo's abnormal behavior. As for telling people that they're from a parallel world, huh...... It is easier to be regarded as a neuropathy, and now this situation is also easy to stimulate Li Qingdai.

"I ......" Sure enough, Li Qingdai seemed to be stuck in her throat and couldn't say anything.

Zhang Luo frowned, the situation seemed to be a little abnormal: "Mom, how did you become suspicious?" Didn't you get a good rest? You must have had some kind of nightmare, right? ”

Generally speaking, even if you are a little abnormal, an amnesia can be over, and normal people basically don't go out of their way to think about it in the direction of the abnormal.

Li Qingdai covered her head a little painfully, her long soft hair was rubbed messily, and her expression was very haggard: "Luo'er, I'm sorry, Mom...... Mom just woke up and may be a little confused. ”

"It's okay, Mom, you can taste the taste of this dish......" Zhang Luo smiled and didn't say anything.

He almost overturned today, maybe it's really too big a gap with his other self, but he really doesn't know the original owner at all, so he can only do less and make fewer mistakes, so it's better to keep silent on this topic.

Li Qingdai served a bowl of rice, but the dishes couldn't seem to attract her attention, and she was unsettled and absent-minded. Zhang Luo has a good appetite, he doesn't know what kind of character Li Qingdai in this world is, and he has to figure out why he came to this world, and he has no time to be a psychiatrist for his mother for the time being.

After eating, Li Qingdai suddenly said, "Luo'er, wait for me to clean up on the table." Your injury is not healed, sweating is troublesome, and it is easy to get infected. ”

Zhang Luo didn't doubt him, and nodded: "Mom, I'm going back to the room." ”

"Hmm." Li Qingdai lowered her head and nodded, her long hair covering her cheeks.

Back in the room, Zhang Luo took out the ancient book, turned on the computer, and began to compare and translate the ancient characters in a long and boring way. Through the comparative analysis of pictures and texts, he found that the text of this book actually belonged to Gu Fengwen. Zhang Luo does know the Longwen, Goran, and Sangwen in this world, which all have corresponding similar characters in his world, but the names are different. The Fengwen of this world is different, this is a very mature writing system, not inferior to the Longwen, the difference between the two scripts is very large, and the translation work is very difficult.

The Fengwen of this world first appeared on the pottery more than 7,000 years ago, and it was still hieroglyphs, but it was already very mature at that time, and the inheritance of Fengwen in the fox was broken in the battle of the dragon and the phoenix more than 2,000 years ago. The first dragon empire was born, the emperor promulgated the dragon script, and burned a large number of classics recorded in the phoenix script, which is rarely preserved in the world, which is the largest cultural catastrophe in the history of the fox. There is a very big difference from the history of another world that Zhang Luo is familiar with, in his own world, this so-called dragon text is in the same vein for thousands of years, but the glyphs are constantly simplifying.

In other words, Feng Wen's reign in the Fox is much longer than that of today's Longwen, at least more than 5,000 years. The history of the phoenix culture more than 2,000 years ago is basically like a black hole, and only a large number of unearthed pottery and bronzes show the appearance of this heyday to the end.

But what is certain is that the ancient books are far more mysterious than he thought, and even involve the history of more than 2,000 years ago. However, this also caused a lot of difficulties for Zhang Luo's translation, but fortunately, the era of Fengwen was very long, leaving a large number of physical cultural relics, and the translation of relevant texts has been carried out.

Zhang Luo finally knew what the name of the book was - "Di Ting", and his expression moved when he saw this name. The mythical beast culture in this world is very strong, but many cultures have the same or similar culture in Zhang Luo's world. The concise description of Diting's world is that of a dog who appeared more than a thousand years ago and loved to listen to gossip in the underworld.

Zhang Luo glanced at the ancient book again, it was difficult to associate this ancient book that was so awesome that it pulled people through with the gossip dog, and he always felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience. There was nothing wrong with the hospital in the past two days, and he couldn't be more familiar with the ancient books. Flipping through it carefully, I found that one of the pages was missing, but there was an extra drawing. Zhang Luo suspected that it was the page that was torn by himself as handpaper in a group of ordinary pages, and handed to that hand, which eventually caused the next door to explode on the spot.

A page explodes, is it paper or Molotov cocktails! Zhang Luo had a toothache, which was simply throwing his three views on the ground and crushing them under his feet.

As for the extra page, it's probably an abstract painting with a long strip of human-like inhuman things. In addition to the lines, there are also dense phoenix texts.

Zhang Luo patted his head and almost wanted to die: "Ancient books, ancient books, you are so awesome, you will die if you translate it yourself?" ”

"My lord, times have changed!"

"Mossi? Can it be replaced by Longwen? ”

"It's really uncompetitive, do you know how to keep pace with the times? Do you know what it means to be popular? Now your peers are playing with the system, and you still hold on to this broken shape......" Zhang Luo poked the ancient book cover with his index finger, trying to persuade.

Listening to Ancient Books: ......

Zhang Luo talked to this broken book for a while, but the other party didn't react, and he didn't know whether to pretend to be dead or too lazy to deal with it. There is no way, Zhang Luo still has to learn a kind of writing. Fortunately, the two scripts are syntactically similar in many ways, but the glyphs are very different. Longwen pays attention to square and easy to use. Like the Fengwen earthworm, it is softer, but it is actually more beautiful. One is like an office worker who comes and goes in a hurry, and the other is a lady in ancient costume.

Zhang Luo felt that it was not unreasonable for Fengwen to be eliminated, words were originally used to facilitate people's communication, and everything else was secondary. But no matter what, I still have to translate word by word like a bitter haha, and it's uncomfortable.

Therefore, Zhang Luo didn't prepare to care about the words on that page of abstract paintings for the time being, there were many and small, and they were still connected, and those who didn't know thought they were exquisite patterns. Zhang Luo guessed that maybe it was some kind of exercise or something, which was written in those novels. The protagonist got a trick plug-in, pretending to be forced to slap his face and travel around the world. Although this kind of protagonist is really a bit low in Zhang Luo's eyes, it does not prevent him from using it for reference.

About before dinner, Zhang Luo finished translating the first page, which was a table of contents. And it's upright, from right to left. The book consists of five parts: Notes, Lists, Appendices, Spiritual Deeds, and Strange Events. It doesn't look like an exercise, it's weird, but it's like a ......

“…… Books? It's useless to do it for a long time, cut. Zhang Luo threw away the ancient book with a disgusted face, and lay on the bed depressed, "Alas, why me, what the hell is this world......