The light inside the door was a little dim, not even as bright as outside, but this darkness made Chen Han feel at ease.

No longer hesitating and ignoring Tang Luo's eyes, he walked in first.

Although when the two agreed, there must be regulations on what Chen Han could take, but after going through this journey, neither of them mentioned this matter again.

However, Chen Han is not such a greedy person, what he really wants is where the ending of the original sect interception and the last inheritance left by Lingbao Tianzun and his people are located on Jinao Island.

As for what Tang Luo said before, Chen Han really didn't pay much attention to it.

After all, in the final analysis, ancient martial arts may gradually become backward due to the aura of modern times, but some smelting techniques and materials are getting better and better, compared to before, it is naturally better in terms of quality of modern swords.

Some rotten smell came, Chen Han didn't care, this attic was completely different from before, the first thing that appeared in front of him was the rows of bronze shelves.

On the shelves, bamboo slips are placed one after another.

Most of the bamboo slips already showed signs of decay, which couldn't help but make Chen Han's heart tighten.

Although this bamboo slip must be preserved for a longer period of time than paper, it is indeed a little difficult to want all of them to be like the bamboo slips left by Bai Yuan.

Chen Han didn't hesitate, walked up quickly, took out one of the bamboo slips, and directly collapsed on a table next to him that was also made of bronze similar to ancient times.

Carefully placed in front of me and looked at it carefully.

The dense Shang Dynasty text made Chen Han speechless for a while, this kind of text similar to the oracle bone inscription gave him great trouble last time, but when the white ape wrote the bamboo slip, it was more than 200 years since the fall of the Shang Dynasty, and the text was relatively easy to recognize.

But with this kind of pure oracle bone inscription in front of him, Chen Han really didn't have much confidence. However, things are man-made, and he is naturally not the kind of person who gives up when he says to give up.

Revealing the terminal tied to his wrist, Chen Han began to study word by word again. However, although the speed is slow, the progress is okay.

Tang Luo didn't make any movement all the time, just watched Chen Han paddling around there, a little funny.

Chen Han didn't know, but she could guess a thing or two, something that could be seen so easily would naturally not be a precious object, at most it could only introduce some emperors or historical events, and it didn't have much meaning to exist.

She knew that what Chen Han was looking for was these historical events that did not have much meaning in her opinion.

After a while, Chen Han closed this volume of bamboo slips that were already very broken with a little disappointment, this thing was indeed not out of Tang Luo's thoughts, it was indeed some bamboo slips that recorded historical events.

But merely singing the praises of one of the rulers is of little use to himself.

Some of them wanted to put the bamboo slips back on the previous shelf, but they didn't think about it, and as soon as they picked it up, it made a noise and scattered it on the ground.

The hemp rope that tied it together before has completely rotted, and naturally there is no ability to bind it. After just a slight flip, it was completely disconnected and directly became a waste product.

If you let some archaeologists see it, you have to jump your feet in distress, which also gives him a reminder that these things have existed for a long time, and if you take them away, you must be careful and careful. If some precious books are lost because of this, then I can't find a place to cry.

Looking at Chen Han, who was a little dumbfounded, Tang Luo burst out laughing.

The crisp laughter attracted Chen Han's attention, this woman was also holding a bamboo slip and looking at it carefully, but Tang Luo was much more professional than herself, with a pair of white gloves, what surprised Chen Han the most was that this woman didn't need to translate these things on the terminal, but opened them directly to understand them.

"You can write oracle bones like this?" Chen Han said with a smile.

Tang Luo's eyes showed a touch of pride: "Of course, I told you, the ancestors of our family are said to have usurped the history of the wild, not only this oracle bone script, but also the languages of some ethnic groups I can understand a little." What our family has inherited from our ancestors is a simple script written in the languages of various periods. ”

The corners of Chen Han's mouth twitched: "Your family's ancestral things are really ......"

He didn't say the next words, Tang Luo's way of nature was not a good thing, he glanced at him, and then he didn't pay attention to him anymore, but focused all his attention on the bamboo slip at the moment.

"What are you talking about there?" Chen Han looked at Tang Luo with relish, and asked with some confusion, he didn't want to miss a little detail.

Tang Luo didn't even raise his head: "It's just some rumors and introductions about the disaster of the country." ”

"Daji?" Chen Han raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of interest, naturally not many people don't know about this famous red face and trouble.

"Hmm," Tang Luo nodded.

"What are you talking about?" Chen Han asked.

"This was written by the people of the Shang Dynasty, and naturally there was no slander like that of later generations, only that it was a woman who admired the great king of the country at that time, Emperor Xin, that is, the king of Shang, and later became his wife."

"It's as simple as that?" Chen Han obviously didn't believe it. If it was really so simple, how could it be possible to use such an exaggerated length, you must know that Tang Luo's current scroll of bamboo slips occupies half the size of a table.

He also said that this woman was the daughter of a courtier under Ji Chang, who was still one of the princes at the time, and was later sent to confuse Di Xin, so that Ji Chang could incite the people and realize the rebellion. Tsk, also a poor woman. ”

Speaking of this, Tang Luo also shook his head with a sigh. There was also a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

Chen Han also thought of what Bai Yuan said before, and couldn't help but sigh as well.

Maybe they didn't have experience of history at that time, so they were not qualified to express their opinions, but thinking about it, the person who was called the representative of the vixen by later generations was indeed a poor woman.

Since ancient times, the women of the fallen kings of dynasties have always been more or less infamous for their reputations, but how can the fall of a dynasty be controlled by a woman.

There may be some possibility, but the main factors that ultimately led to its collapse were not personal reasons, but generation after generation, and finally rotted to death in the bones. The world has never been the world of one person, and it has never been the world of one family.

(End of chapter)