I got up and found that my glasses were gone, and I had taken my golden staff with me. But I wasn't too surprised, and asked: "Yi Nan, I found out that there is something wrong with this product when I entered the Ecstasy Soul Valley, it is likely to be a fake, you stopped me from exposing him, are you afraid of startling the snake?" ”

"Well, he should be the spy lurking in the Zhang family, and now is not the time to expose him." Beichen replied.

I agree with Beichen's words. For one, we didn't know if real glasses were safe at the time; Second, our undercover agent has just broken into the soldier's family, and it is unwise to find out this spy now, and we must wait until we get the list of the soldiers' spies in all sects and act at the same time to succeed in one fell swoop.

"It seems that he and Magnet Card are here for this golden staff, otherwise they wouldn't have taken the risk." I said, "So, what we're really looking for in the Ecstasy is this tortoise shell?" ”

Beichen nodded, "This is the relict of the spirit turtle, let's go back first!" ”

After a night's rest, I was almost recovered. I got in touch with Xiao Fan and learned that everyone was safe and sound, including the glasses. It seems that the soldier family is very confident in this spy, his identity in the Zhang family is very hidden, and I meditated in my heart: See who can have the last laugh.

On the way back, I asked again about the change in me. Beichen's explanation really surprised me a little. It turned out that there was a blue and black stone in the material for casting "Yin and Yang Cheng", that is, the extraterrestrial stone that cast the "Dingqin Sword". At that time, a very small number of blue and black stones with more impurities were cast into "Yin and Yang Cheng", and later they were occasionally obtained by Xu Fu and became his personal weapon.

"I see. A 'Yin Yang Cheng' murderous and domineering like this, then wouldn't the 'Dingqin Sword' be able to turn people into devils? I said with some trepidation.

Beichen was silent for a long time, "Only a truly strong person will not be controlled by a sword. After speaking, he stopped speaking, closed his eyes and went away. Seeing this, I didn't want to ask any more questions, so I had to tease Xiaotian for a while, and I didn't say anything all the way.

Back to Zhang's house, I handed Xiaotian over to Xiaofan first, and it can be regarded as a great effort along the way, let Xiaofan treat it well. Then he told everyone about this experience, but he omitted the section of fake glasses.

After a short break, I took out the harvest of this trip, the tortoiseshell book of heaven, and a work diary of a foreigner during World War II. I first handed the work log to Xiao Fan and asked her to see which language it was.

"Brother Long, this seems to be German." Xiao Fan looked at the crooked words on the journal and said.

"German? During World War II, the Japanese and Germany were in turmoil, this can't have anything to do with **, right? I guessed.

Xiao Fan looked at me with some admiration, "Brother Long, you really guessed right." I've been learning German for a while, so I'll translate it for you. ”

The owner of this work diary is a German named Frank, who is one of the heads of the **Paranormal Research Society, a department secretly established in Germany during World War II. After 1942, Germany was losing ground in the frontal battles in Europe, so they pinned their hopes on supernatural powers, hoping to turn the tide of the war by acquiring some mysterious abilities.

During this time, they have studied zombie soldiers, searched for the "axis of the earth" in Tibet, tried to build underground fortresses in Antarctica, and studied mysterious flying saucers. Frank's mission is to find the legendary ancient Shu king Silkworm Cong's "Golden Staff of Three Lives" and "Dragon Tortoiseshell Heavenly Book". According to ancient records, the Silkworm King lived for hundreds of years, and he used these two artifacts in his hand to penetrate life and death, and escaped the fruit of reincarnation three times.

At that time, China was in the midst of the invasion of the Japanese state, and most of the country's territory was lost, and it was impossible for this matter to be completed independently by bypassing the Japanese army. As a result, the German top brass reached an agreement with the Japanese military, and the results were shared after the matter was completed. Unfortunately, they miscalculated. Although Frank relied on his mastery of Chinese yin and yang gossip to find a way for the floating island to rise, the overwhelming "human-faced lobster monster" shattered their dreams and caused them all to die in a foreign land.

After listening to Xiao Fan's translation, I slapped the table heavily, "These shameless bastards have taken so many good things from our Huaxia." So far, how many of their so-called museums are cultural relics from other countries, and what do they say about keeping them for others, and putting special bullshit! ”

I was so angry that my chest rose and fell violently. "It's well said, young people should have blood." Old Man Zhang responded in agreement, "Now these powers still don't want to kill me, and they still want to steal my Huaxia artifact, it's simply unreasonable!" ”

"Old man, you are discouraged. With us here, we must not let them succeed. Xiaofan, is there anything else useful on this? I asked, looking back.

Xiao Fan flipped through a few more pages, and at the end of the log, a hand-drawn drawing appeared. We took a closer look and found that this was like the internal structure of a mausoleum, and in the innermost chamber, there were five Chinese: the innate ciphertext spectrum, and an arrow hit a turtle shell drawn on the upper right of the hand-drawn drawing.

I looked at this strange picture and was really puzzled. I showed the picture to everyone, and everyone shook their heads and said they didn't know, it seemed that this had become an unsolved mystery again. I thought to myself, forget it, some things depend on luck. "Let's look at the words on this tortoiseshell, can you translate it?" I asked.

This yellowish-white tortoise shell is about 20 centimeters long horizontally and about 40 centimeters vertically, which is relatively large in the tortoise shell, and about 30 characters are engraved on the whole carapace. But these thirty or so words stumped all of us, and none of us in the room understood what they meant, and even with the help of computer matching, the results were disappointing.

At this time, Beichen picked up this tortoise shell again and looked at it seriously, "This is a bird track variant script, created by Wensheng, which is a kind of encrypted text." ”

The bird track variant, which is said to have been created by Daxian Cangjie, is a variant of hieroglyphs. Legend has it that Cangjie made words, ended the history of the Chinese knotted rope record, the day the word was completed, the sky shook, the ghosts cried at night, and the gods and ghosts no longer had any secrets in front of people, that is, "Huainanzi" recorded "Tianyu Su, ghosts cry at night".

However, Cangjie is very uneasy by human greed, and the more he knows, the stronger his desire becomes, so that humanity will eventually bring about its own destruction. So Cangjie invented a kind of variant script, which is specially used to record some secret and important information related to heaven, which is the bird track variant, which needs to be read against a special map, and these characters are in the hands of a very small number of people.

"In other words, if we can't find the corresponding crack, we can't read the content on it?" I asked, and Beichen nodded.

"It's a bit of a problem, these words are so old, who knows in which corner there will be a cracking map." Xiao Fan said distressedly.

A lot of threads started popping up in my head again, and I was going to try to figure out the key one again, cracking the atlas, the atlas, and I patted my head, "There it is, you look here." I grabbed Frank's work journal and pointed to the hand-drawn drawings on the last page.

Beichen smiled slightly, and Xiao Fanqi said: "Brother Long, are you saying that the things in this tomb are the cracked maps?" ”

"Not bad. You think, the German devils are for the golden rod and the tortoiseshell, and we can't read the words on the tortoiseshell, and they can't read it. But here is a tomb and a tortoiseshell, I think they must have found a way to crack it, otherwise I can't think of any other reason. I said with some excitement.

Lao Jiang stood up suddenly, "Good boy, there is yours." Now there are two questions, one, why Xu Fu's clue points to this thing; Second, where is this tomb? ”

"The second question is not difficult, let Brother He take a look, and he should be able to judge it with his experience. I just don't know if the things in here are still there, and I hope we can get our wish. As for the first question, I think it is possible to understand it only by deciphering the contents of the tortoiseshell. Old Man Zhang touched his white beard and said.

The next day, Old Man He came to Zhang's house, looked at this picture for a while, and said with some surprise: "This is a Han tomb, as for who it is, I am really a little unsure." Where did you get this picture? ”

We will briefly say to him, "I see, according to the specifications of this tomb, it will not be an emperor or general, it may be a certain alchemist." "Old Man He is cautious, and generally he basically doesn't leave ten when he says this.

"Fangshi? This range is still a bit large, and there are several famous scholars in the Han Dynasty, which is a bit difficult to do. I said with some annoyance.

At this time, Lao Jiang walked in and smiled, "I'll bring you new news, you can take a look at this." He took out a global newspaper and pointed to one of the news items to show us.

It reads that the German Frank family wants to return a batch of precious cultural relics to the Chinese government in the near future, and the Chinese government will soon send people to Germany to negotiate specific matters. There are also several illustrations full of cultural relics, and although one of the pictures is a little blurry, the five words on the lid can be vaguely seen: Congenital Ciphertext.

"That's great news! Looks like we're going to have to remake our plans. I rubbed my hands together with some joy.

Lao Jiang saw my appearance and smiled, "You must move quickly, otherwise once the cultural relics are returned to China, they will inevitably fall into the hands of those old-fashioned old pedants, who have never believed in any strange and chaotic things, and they are rigid and inefficient, and it is estimated that there is no way to discuss with them." ”

"We have to think of a way to get the best of both worlds, which can not only allow us to get the information of the innate ciphertext spectrum, but also not prevent the cultural relics from returning to China." I thought with my chin pinched.

At this time, Xiao Fan interjected: "Brother Long, through our investigation, we learned that this Frank family is a close friend of ours, and you have saved his life. I thought I could ask him to help this time. I hurriedly asked who it was, and Xiao Fan smiled and said a person's name.

When I heard this, I was overjoyed, "It's him!" ”