The antique that Yi Dong asked Fang Yu to see was the wooden tablet placed on the stone table.

Fang Yu had never been so close to real antiques before, except in museums or on TV.

Although Yi Dong said that it was an antique, he didn't treat the wooden tablet as an antique at all. There was no air isolation in a protective bag, and there were no special white gloves, so there was no protective measure, so he just threw it on the stone table without care.

Fang Yu secretly thought to himself, if this antique is not fake, then this Yi Dong is "arrogant", and the real antique is not taken seriously.

However, the master can not take it seriously, Fang Yu is not too casual, he did not go directly to get the wooden tablet, but watched it from a distance to avoid his breath contaminating the wooden tablet.

The appearance of this wooden tablet looks very old, and it is completely impossible to see what kind of wood it is made of, and the color is very gray and dim, as if it has been washed away by time and completely lost its color. The wooden tablets are carved with strange characters, which are somewhat similar to the ancient Lishu of Huaguo in terms of strokes, but are completely different in terms of each character.

In Fang Yu's opinion, there is no law at all in the mess of these words, and at first glance, it seems that each word is very similar and different. No, it's probably a bit inappropriate to say that it's text, it's actually more like a character made up of various strokes.

Fang Yu roughly calculated, the entire wooden tablet was engraved with more than 900 strange characters, some of which formed the radicals commonly used in official scripts, while others were completely unrecognizable.

Yi Dong saw that Fang Yu was just watching from a distance, shook his head with a smile, and directly picked up the wooden tablet and threw it at Fang Yu.

"Take a closer look, how can you see it so far away."

Yi Dong's sudden action startled Fang Yu, and he immediately reached out to pick up Mu Jian.

I don't know what method Yi Dong used, Mu Jian opened up in the air, flipped and rotated quickly and slowly, and it made people feel a sense of spatial dislocation in their eyes. As soon as Fang Yu stretched out his hand, he found that he was completely unsure that he could catch it.

Fang Yu didn't have time to think about it, he habitually activated the "Heart Like a Tiger", allowing his thoughts and movements to speed up instantly, and the wooden slip whistling in the air immediately seemed to be stuck with glue in his eyes, becoming very slow.

Fang Yu easily reached out and grabbed the ends of the wooden tablet, "plucking" it from the air, and then released his ability.

Because everything happened too fast, as soon as the ability was lifted, Fang Yu felt that his hands sank, and he staggered forward to stabilize his body.

At this time, Fang Yu was shocked to find that the weight of the wooden slip in his hand was completely beyond his expectations. It looks like it's just made up of dry gray wood chips, but the overall weight is heavier than that of iron, at least twenty or thirty pounds.

Seeing that Fang Yu only lost his balance slightly and caught Mu Jian, Yi Dong's eyes flashed with a fine light, but he still maintained a lazy smile on his face.

"This guy did it on purpose, he wanted to test you." Wei Zhen's words were exactly what Fang Yu thought.

Fang Yu knew that he had been accidentally cheated just now, but it didn't matter if he thought about it. His abnormal rise will definitely attract the attention of those who are interested, and it is only a matter of time before he is tempted.

Originally, he had already discussed with Wei Zhen that he wanted to use the traditional national art as a guise to cover up his true secret, and anyway, after activating his ability, he didn't look much different from a martial arts master.

Liu Zhenqiang was shocked when he watched from the sidelines, he just saw Yi Dong suddenly throw Mu Jian out, but before he could make a move, Fang Yu was as if he had been pressed the fast-forward button, and waved out the afterimage with both hands to catch Mu Jian.

He knows how heavy this wooden tablet is, and when he first came into contact with it, he was also cheated by Yi Dong, but fortunately, he also has a unique skill, and he has always been a little wary of Yi Dong, so he was lucky not to make a fool of himself.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yu was able to catch Mu Jian with just a slight stumble. And if I was not mistaken, Yi Dong also used the technique of "reversing the seven stars" when he threw out the wooden tablet.

Liu Zhenqiang and Fang Yu have known each other for more than two months, although they haven't asked too much about Fang Yu's privacy, they can probably see that Fang Yu has some kung fu. However, speculating from his age, Liu Zhenqiang guessed that Fang Yu should have only practiced some flower boxing and embroidered legs, and he was not as high as that.

It wasn't until today that Liu Zhenqiang discovered that this little brother Fang was not only excellent at cooking, but also had such a high level of kung fu on his body, which greatly surprised him. He couldn't help but think of the mysterious person Fang Yongan mentioned by Master Huang again.

Fang Yu held the wooden slip steadily, and deliberately looked at Yi Dong with some unhappiness.

"Yi Dong, you don't treat antiques as things too much, if I don't catch it if I throw it like this, I can't afford to pay for it."

Yi Dong didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with his actions just now, and he still had a lazy smile.

"Xiao Fang, don't be afraid, although this thing is from the Han Dynasty, it is very strong, you can't smash it hard, don't worry about it."

Seeing that Yi Dong said so casually, it seemed that he had really smashed it, and Fang Yu had nothing to say. However, the thing in his hand was actually a treasure of the Han Dynasty, which was beyond Fang Yu's expectations. The things of this era can be called national treasures, except for the country, there are not many collectors in their hands, and it is likely that this is the only one that is so special.

Fang Yu was only interested in this wooden tablet.

Holding it in his hand, Fang Yu felt that there were too many abnormalities in this wooden tablet. Not to mention the extraordinary weight, the wooden tablet does not feel like wood at all when touched in the hand, the tentacles are warm and slightly elastic, but there is a sense of flesh and blood.

Fang Yu took a closer look at the wooden slip, and found that it did not have the texture of ordinary wood, and it seemed to have faint dark lines at a rough look, but if you looked closely, she felt that it was fine particles, and then it looked like a circle of patterns, and Fang Yu felt a little dazzled when she looked at it twice.

Wei Zhen immediately reminded Fang Yu: "Don't look at its texture. This wooden tablet is strange, and in my divine perception, it is actually empty. ”

"Empty?"

Fang Yu was puzzled and pressed a character on the wooden tablet under the guidance of the taste chopstick, which felt nothing special on the surface, but when he poked it with his fingernails, he felt something indescribably strange.

Fang Yu tried several characters in succession, and only then did he be sure that what Wei Zhen said was true.

When Yi Dong saw Fang Yu's movements, he immediately asked:

"What's the matter, Xiao Fang, have you found anything?"

Fang Yu's heart moved, and he didn't tell the truth.

"I think these characters are very strange, just a little bit of a stroke, it feels like the strokes of Lishu."

"Xiao Fang really studied history, and he can see it at a glance. I used to take this thing to a few experts, and they all said that the strokes of the text on it were very similar to Lishu.

They told me that judging from the age of this wooden tablet, it may be some kind of draft in the original invention process of Lishu, but the strokes and positions of each text on it are different, and there is no law to follow at all, and it seems that the ancients played a prank, deliberately combining strokes at will. ”

Yi Dong paused, looked at Liu Zhenqiang, who was standing on the side and did not speak, and continued:

"Zhenqiang also read it just now, and he thinks that this will be a kind of word splitting game in ancient times, as long as you find the order, you can recombine these strokes into normal words."

Fang Yu frowned and said, "I think what Brother Liu said is very reasonable, these words do look like official books that have been opened." But I still have a conjecture. ”

"Oh, Xiao Fang, if you have any guesses, just say it." When Yi Dong heard that Fang Yu had an idea, he immediately showed a very interested look.

"I wonder if these characters are a kind of password, where different strokes represent different numbers, or maybe..."

Fang Yu said that here suddenly remembered a book he had read in the dream world.

There is a plot in it where a bunch of martial arts masters get together to study a magical cheat. This secret book is written in ancient words, and it is very esoteric. Everyone has their own understanding after watching it, and the kung fu they practice is different. Everyone says they are right and others are wrong, but no one can convince the other.

In the end, it turned out to be a kid who couldn't read and write, and took those words as pictures and practiced according to the strokes, and as a result, he actually practiced peerless skills.

Yi Dong heard that what Fang Yu said was quite reasonable, nodded again and again, and then found that Fang Yu stopped halfway through speaking, so he asked:

"Maybe what?"

Fang Yu thought about that story in his heart, and naturally said in his mouth:

"Maybe these strokes aren't words at all, they're pictures?"

As soon as Fang Yu's words came out, Yi Dong's eyes immediately lit up, and he took the wooden tablet from Fang Yu's hand, and laughed out loud after looking at it a few times.

As soon as Fang Yu spoke, he regretted it, and when he saw Yi Dong's expression, he knew that he must have made a new discovery.

Walker Meow: I slept through the meal time in one breath in the afternoon, but I finally came back to life, and continued to work after eating, and this chapter was completed on time before twelve o'clock in the evening, so happy.

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