Chapter 5 Ice Wall Papers

The unique texture structure was constantly presented in Leng Qi's efforts, but when he saw the picture composed of texture traces, his heart was shocked like never before.

The things revealed by this texture trace are familiar to all Chinese people, few people will not know, it comes from the hands of the great man five thousand years ago, it is self-proclaimed emperor through the ages, there is no one before the ancients, there is no one after the ancients, great achievements, thousands of years, he is the first emperor, Yingzheng.

And this texture is part of his legacy.

The book is the same text, the car is on the same track, it is the small seal.

Absolute small seal characters, Leng Qi also studied small seal calligraphy for a period of time when he was a child, and the trace texture is composed of four small seal fonts, arranged irregularly, but he can't recognize a single font

"I'm crazy!" Leng Qi, as a doctor of biological genetics, does not dare to say that there are five cars with self-knowledge, at least half a car, and he covers a wide range of areas, but he doesn't even know a single big word today.

At an unknown depth in the Antarctic underground, in a dark, enclosed space, there are small seals, which are presented on a huge ice wall in a scientifically inexplicable way, and their textures and traces are not uneven to the touch.

Although Leng Qi knew that his nation had an ancient and long heritage, unlike the ancient Babylonian civilization, the ancient Egyptian civilization, and the Mayan civilization, all of which were annihilated in the long river of history, although Leng Qi knew that since ancient times, there was a saying that "heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate", but he would never have thought that here, in this cold place, there would be traces of China in Antarctica, which is so far away from China. After struggling through the permafrost to withstand the extreme cold, he came here to leave his own ink treasure just to see this snowstorm and a silver snake wax image?

Leng Qi knew that the ancients had the habit of leaving ink treasures in beautiful places, if the above assumptions could come true, Leng Qi couldn't imagine how far Huaxia's technology and civilization would develop to this day, maybe at this moment he could break through the sky and travel the universe.

Then there is only one possibility.

Leng Qi laughed nervously, hysterical, looking crazy, incredible, and even vulnerable.

"I'm really crazy!" The empty space echoed with his self-deprecating words.

For a long time, when the hunger pang hit again, Leng Qi came back to his senses, he rubbed his face and bit his tongue hard, he wanted to dig out the truth, even if he would starve to death here in the next second, he would dig out the truth! Even if you freeze to death here in the next second, you have to dig out the truth!

Even if it's just a little bit!!

He hurriedly took out the draft and carefully copied the small seals on it, and then he thought about it seriously.

"I just used blood as a medium to make them show, do you want me to continue using blood?" Leng Qi looked at the huge ice wall that was hundreds of meters long and horizontal, four or five meters high, and his face was ugly, and he said helplessly: "Even if my blood is drained, I can't paint all this screen with ......."

"Wait!!" Leng Qi said to himself, if outsiders saw this scene at this time, they would definitely think that Leng Qi was a madman talking to himself.

"What did I just say?! Screen?! Leng Qi's brows tightened, he found that there was a key point looming in his mind, Leng Qi walked back and forth, he kept looking for that key point, and used the most intuitive language in his mind to help himself find that key point.

"For example, if I compare this ice wall to a giant screen, a huge screen, then I have to build a real scene on the basis of this ordinary and ordinary!"

"Since it's a screen, there will definitely be a picture." Leng Qi's gaze was extremely cold and rigorous at this moment, although one of his glasses had been shattered, but at this moment he was extremely calm and scanned the surroundings, and then continued:

"It's like a movie theater, there are no seats, and I'm the only audience!"

"Since I'm here as an audience, I'm going to watch this movie, and I have everything you need to watch this movie!"

Leng Qi sat on the cold ice with his buttocks, his eyes were blazing, and he stared at the texture of the blood cover extremely sharply, and said coldly: "Now, there are seats too!" ”

Then he put a confident smile on his face and continued, "Blood is the ticket to the movie, and I think that blood-covered area is my solo, but now that the show is over, I'm going to see the whole show!" ”

"But I can't afford to pay so many tickets to see this show! Tickets are the key again, and that can only be done from the tickets! ”

"So, the eyes are the key point, and all I have to do is smear my eyes with blood!"

"Now, I don't have a choice!"

Leng Qi bit his fingers and smeared blood all over the lenses of his glasses, and when he put on his glasses again, this space changed from the originally dead and dark light blue to bright red in an instant, and at this moment, it seemed that a palpitating feeling came from all directions, and countless words appeared on that ice wall.

"It's!" Leng Qi's heart once again turned over a monstrous wave, and he saw all kinds of words appear around the four small seals.

The oracle bones are like ancient and quietly flowing rivers scattered on the ice wall......

The inscriptions of the golden tripod are composed like a sharp sword, like a knife carving......

The mysterious tadpole is like a mischievous child who leaves footprints on the ice wall everywhere......

Then Leng Qi was highly concentrated, staring intently at a short piece of extremely strange text, and he muttered to himself.

"Could this be the legendary Cangjie body?!"

That's only one-tenth the size of an ice wall.

Then he saw the scripts he was familiar with, the cuneiform script of the Sumerians, the sacred script of ancient Egypt.

"This is supposed to be the text of the Mayans." Leng Qi had seen this type of manuscript at the Musée National de Paris, France, and as far as he knew, there were only three manuscripts in the world, and the remaining two were one in Spain and one in Germany.

There are dozens of lines in these ancient words, and there are only two words in the few, Leng Qi's face is solemn, and he keeps copying in his own way on the draft, and at this time the ice wall is only three-tenths of the way past.

When he came to the remaining seven-tenths, he found that from here to the end it was all words that he had never seen before, the font exuded an elegance and hideousness, and Leng Qi couldn't even distinguish the individual fonts, they were joined together, revealing scarlet, but the structure was more concise and beautiful than tadpole script.

At this time, the strings of words turned into something that suffocated him in Leng Qi's eyes, and he frowned: "It's like an iron chain......"

At the end of the ice wall, the chain-like text seemed to be truncated, and it ended decisively around the corner, and Leng Qi also withdrew the draft in his hand, his charcoal had long run out.

In the end, Leng Qi faced this ice wall document that exudes endless years and exudes the vicissitudes of history, he knows the value in it, if he can bring these things out, then the sensation caused will definitely be a sensation in the world.

But he smiled bitterly, because he was like that kid who walked shit luck, although he had a wordless heavenly book, he couldn't read anything, and besides, he didn't see a way to live here except for the ice wall paper.

Now, the third hunger pang hit, his vision appeared slightly dizzy, his body began to heat up, sweat, and after a series of things, Leng Qi's body and mind were tense all the time, and the broken third rib had lost pain, all of which were extremely dangerous signals, the scythe in the hand of the god of death had raised a cold angle, ready to chop off his head with a knife!