I thought about it for a while, and quickly typed: We are an archaeological team, and we accidentally found this in a certain desert, and there is no one in the team who can translate, so I have to ask you for help. I translated it just to satisfy your curiosity and solve your financial problems, so you can rest assured.

The other party quickly sent a good one, Wang Linshuo shook his head and smiled: "This person has a lot of eyes, and he wants us not to confess him in case of exposure - it is estimated that he thinks we are tomb robbers." ”

I sneered: "Our behavior is not much different from that of tomb robbers, we have also used detonators with guns, and we have entered the tomb, so we are short of the most critical step, and we will make a fortune by raising the coffin." ”

After a few rounds of bargaining, the two sides finally settled on a satisfactory figure, and he immediately got to work and promised to give it to me in five days. I carefully told him not to divulge any information and asked to exchange their names with him. But the other party on the WeChat dialog box is typing but comes and goes, hesitates for a long time but doesn't send anything.

I said in my heart that this guy's vigilance is too strong, right, can't he ask for his real name? I urged again and again, but the other party paused and sent three words: dead inscription. Zhang Siyuan's eyes widened in surprise and shouted: "His ID can't be a screen name, how can he have a surname?" ”

I was also quite surprised, and as I was looking closely, a sixty-second long voice suddenly popped up. I put my phone to my ear, clicked on it to listen, and a bland voice that could not be found buried in the human voice came out:

"Blessed are the poor of God, for theirs is theirs, and blessed ......are those who mourn," he said in a puzzled tone after muttering a bunch of words, "Can you tell me why a bunch of Sanskrit texts are mixed with Catholic teachings?" ”

I gasped, glanced at Wang Linshuo in surprise, my ears buzzed, and I exclaimed: "It is disrespectful to this religion to mix the teachings of other religions into the scriptures!" ”

Wang Zhen didn't bother to think about it, so he directly dialed the voice call and asked directly: "I don't care why the Buddhist scriptures are mixed with Catholic teachings, I just care if this Buddhist scripture is just an ordinary Buddhist scripture?" Is there something mixed in there? ”

On the opposite side came the sound of turning pages and the noise of heavy objects falling to the ground, Zhang Siyuan joked: "The business is not proficient, and you have to look up the dictionary." ”

The other party squeezed out a few dry laughs, and his tone was very puzzled: "This sutra is not like a normal sutra at all, the words in it do not make sense, and they are reversed, I have never seen such a sutra...... Hey, why is there narrative text mixed in here? ”

I grabbed my phone, poked my head out and urged: "Quick, hurry up and translate!" ”

His voice became erratic, as if he was dying on a serious study of the scriptures: "Why does this look so much like a strange novel?" I'll read it to you: the Emperor is like a demon, someone had seen him many years ago, and though he didn't show any flaws, and he didn't have green fangs, I had seen him show something more terrible. The helpless ability, the immortal body, and the demon magic that I can't figure out, this must have been sent by God to destroy my kingdom. Legend has it that on the day he was born, a strong wind blew that lifted the house from the ground, and everyone thought he was the reincarnation of a demon, but only I could vaguely guess where he came from. I also learned how to kill him, but I missed the perfect time. ”

He cleared his throat after reading it in one sitting, and I was confused and asked, "Is this passage hidden in the ancient scriptures?" Are you sure you're done translating? ”

He replied absentmindedly as he flipped the pages of the book: "Yes, as you said, this passage is very abrupt, inserted in the middle of the dense Buddhist scriptures. Although it is also written in Sanskrit, the font is different from the ancient scriptures, and it does not seem to have been written by a single person. ”

Zhang Siyuan frowned and said quietly: "I know, you continue to translate, if there is a discovery like this, report it to me immediately, and I will consider a salary increase according to performance." ”

I hung up the phone, twisted my eyebrows and scratched my head to look at them: "The more I translate, the more I don't understand, and things are developing in ways that I can't imagine." ”

Wang Linshuo stared at the stack of hemp paper, thoughtful: "The closer you get to the center of the matter, the more fog there is. ”

I picked up the hemp paper again and studied it, but I still couldn't read a word after a long time. I sighed helplessly, put aside the question mark in my heart for the time being, lay straight on the bed, closed my eyes, and whispered Wang Linshuo, who was squatting on the ground scratching his ears and cheeks, and constantly smacking his lips: "No matter how much you toss, you won't be able to realize a flower, it's better to wash and sleep early, maybe you can dream of the truth when you dream." ”

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was already shining, I opened my sleepy eyes, grabbed my phone, pressed the screen, and thirty or forty messages popped up, all of which were sent by the dead inscription.

I squinted my eyes to unlock my phone, and thought to myself, doesn't this kid sleep at night? Why are you in such a hurry, could it be that you really found something in it that is enough to overturn history and be priceless?

The dead inscription threw several pictures and voices at me, and I clicked on one of them, shaking my dry lips and tongue to read the scribbled text on it: "I always see the emperor in the middle of the night, roll some paper into a cylinder, and take some threads to pass through the column, and put it to his ear as if listening to something." ”

I thought to myself, this is a bit like a small scientific experiment written in a primary school textbook, could it be that this emperor is actually a person from my time, who accidentally traveled to the small country of Western Xia? I opened the next one with questions in my mind, and continued: "I finally infiltrated the emperor's side and became his confidant, and at the same time discovered many of his secrets, such as the strange taste of eating, from snacks to large local food, and always trying things I have never heard of. He slept very late every night, basically waiting for everyone in the palace to sleep. One day when I woke up at night, I heard the sound of sizzling in his room, but there was no light on his window paper.

At the same time, he began to develop a strange hobby, and he gradually began to study the rarest ancient jade in the kingdom. As time passed, he became more and more obsessed with ancient jade, and even began to go mad, either trying to swallow the jade in his stomach, or stealing the corpse of a condemned prisoner, cruelly chopping off his head and putting the jade in the broken neck. The king criticized and lectured him many times, but to no avail. ”

In my heart, it seems that the person who recorded these should take care of the emperor's daily life, and if he can kill the emperor when he first emerges, then there will be no more follow-up matters, and it will not affect us thousands of years later.

I clicked on the voice he sent again, listened to his very surprised and somewhat annoyed narration, firmly believed that there could be no such thing in the Buddhist scriptures, someone must have done it, and repeatedly asked about the origin of the ancient scriptures, and at the same time he was very surprised to describe some of the murals that also appeared in the ancient scriptures.

I thought about it for a moment and replied, "If you really doubt it, just look at the pirated Zhiwei novels on the local stalls, I'm also very surprised that this can appear in the ancient scriptures." ”

At this time, Wang Linshuo had just come out of the bathroom, and he grabbed a towel to wipe his hands and said, "What, that person has discovered new progress again?" ”

I rubbed my head and said, "Now I can conclude that the author is using the ancient scriptures as a cover, interspersing a lot of secrets in the middle of the Buddhist scriptures. But judging from his translations, I think the emperor is a time-traveler, and he actually used the science experiments mentioned in elementary school textbooks to make earthen telephones. ”

Lao Wang twisted his eyebrows, puzzled: "What did you say?" What science experiments are in elementary school textbooks? ”

I sighed and said, "You really don't have a childhood, you can't be the kind of scoundrel who didn't go to elementary school, or didn't listen well in class......

Before I finished my words, I slapped him, and he scolded: "If you want to talk quickly, where is so much nonsense, don't always be as boundless as Siyuan." ”

I became serious: "The ancient scriptures say that the emperor sometimes takes a paper roll into a cylindrical shape, takes a thin thread through the bottom, and puts the paper cup to his ear to listen. Think about it, is there such an experiment in primary school science textbooks? ”

He looked back and said slowly: "It seems that there is such a thing...... But I remember that this device was only used for listening, and there would be a big deviation when the signal was sent, and this transmission distance was relatively close - who sent the signal to him? ”

My heart hung in the air, and I immediately straightened my back, could it be that he still had accomplices? Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door like raindrops interrupted my train of thought, and Zhang Siyuan's noisy voice came: "Get up, start work!" ”

Wang Linshuo opened the door, and the two people who were neatly dressed came into view. Zhang Siyuan jumped in first, pouted and rolled his eyes, "Zhang Xuan, can you hurry up?" It's eleven o'clock soon, you're still lying in the bed like a salted fish, and you're going to visit the sick and bring cigarettes today, you look wilted, I'm afraid you don't want them to visit you, right? ”