"Mr. Huang, I have studied this diary for a long time, it does not belong to any language in this world, and I will tell you the truth, I have consulted many people, even the predecessors in the archaeological field, and they do not know the origin of this writing," Huang Juan said.

Huang Jun looked at the diary and said casually: "It would be strange if a living person could understand this kind of thing."

Huang Juan was surprised and said, "Mr. Huang, what do you mean?" ”

Only then did Huang Jun realize that he seemed to be speechless, so he said embarrassedly: "Well, I mean to say, this text is more difficult to understand" The embarrassed look on Huang Jun's face Even a three-year-old child knew that what he said was not the truth. Huang Juan said unrelentingly: "Mr. Huang, this matter is a matter of life and death for my father, I hope you can tell me honestly what is going on."

Looking at Huang Juan's complaining face, Huang Jun couldn't help but hesitate a little, looked at Shu Yao, but Shu Yao turned his head aside, Huang Jun secretly scolded this girl who was not interesting enough, but when it came to this, seeing Huang Juan's posture was unwilling to give up, Huang Jun could only say: "Well, I mean to say, this kind of text is actually not a text"

"Not words? What is that? Is it a map? Or is it a painting? I've been studying it for a long time, and as far as I know, it doesn't seem like it," Huang Juan said incomprehensibly.

"It's not a painting, it's unbelievable to say"

Huang Juan said with a straight face: "Mr. Huang, in fact, if you don't say it, I also know that this matter itself is full of weirdness, it is precisely because I feel weird that I called you over, I also hope that you can tell me the truth with an equal attitude, after all, this is related to my loved one's life, my mood, Mr. Huang may understand?" ”

Huang Jun nodded and said, "Of course I can understand, okay, since that's the case, I won't hide it from Miss Huang." It's just that you have to be mentally prepared. In fact, the words in this diary are a kind of charm, a charm drawn by a Taoist priest."

"A charm drawn by a Taoist priest?" Huang Juan really looked surprised, Huang Jun nodded helplessly, indeed, people with a slightly normal brain may not think about this.

"And this is not an ordinary talisman, this is called a blood talisman, it is a kind of talisman that has been lost for a long time, I am afraid that there are very few Taoist priests who can draw this kind of talisman now, I think, in the whole world, there are only three people at most who are proficient in this kind of talisman"

"Is Mr. Huang one of them?" Huang Juan's mind was spinning very quickly.

Huang Jun nodded, "It's not proficient, it's just a little involved, I think I need to remind you, do you know what this kind of charm is called?" ”

"Stygian. It's also called Styx. ”

"Stygian? Stygian? Could it be? Huang Juan suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, and stopped talking.

"Yes, the so-called dark script, of course, is the text used by the dead" Huang Jun said expressionlessly, at this time, he can only tell the truth, and there is no need to let the other party have any illusions, otherwise I am afraid that things will become bad.

"Hey, don't be alarmist, why didn't I know there was such a thing?" Shu Yao said dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, girl, don't tell me you haven't seen this notebook before you came? If you knew, you wouldn't need to invite me, would you? Huang Jun said angrily.

Shu Yao was stunned by what Huang Jun said, and his eyes were about to catch fire, but in the end, he sighed, "Okay, I admit defeat." I'll admit that I didn't understand this to invite you, but your explanation is too outrageous, the words used by dead people? You mean that what we have now is actually a diary written by a ghost? If that's the case, I don't think you should be a Taoist priest anymore, just write horror novels."

"I didn't say that it must be a diary written by a dead person, I just said that this kind of writing is for dead people, besides, some skilled and well-informed old Taoist priests will also have this kind of blood talisman, not necessarily that thing. But that possibility can't be ruled out right now."

Huang Juan's face turned pale all of a sudden, and said: "Don't say it, let me think about it, think about it" After speaking, it seemed that he couldn't support it anymore, sat down, fixed his mind for a while, Shu Yao looked at it, and said: "It's all your fault, look at it, you did a good thing"

Huang Jun said unconvinced: "Obviously she told me to say it."

"You just say what she tells you to say?"

"I'm not like you, a deceitful deceitful ghost"

"You, you, who are you talking about?"

Huang Jun rolled his eyes, "Don't you know who I said?" ”

"Okay, you two don't need to say it, it's none of Mr. Huang's business, I want her to say it. I think I can bear it, Mr. Huang, you mean that my father is dead, and she left this diary for me? ”

Huang Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Of course there is such a possibility, but at present, it can't be said like this, you see, this diary is very old, and it seems to be old." So, it can't be that it was written recently. And according to what you said, if I'm not mistaken, what you saw in this house that day should be a corpse."

"Corpses? What's that? Huang Juan said.

Without waiting for Huang Jun to speak, Shu Yao said: "The corpse soul is a special soul body other than the three souls and seven spirits of people, which controls all the instinctive activities of people, this kind of soul body generally does not appear in ordinary times, even if a person is really dead, it is rarely seen, so people occasionally see ghosts, but they do not see corpse souls, generally speaking, there is only one situation where corpse souls will appear."

"What's the situation?" Huang Juan said urgently.

Shu Yao became triumphant, and finally it was his turn to have the opportunity to perform, so he naturally refused to let it go. Unhurriedly said: "In this situation where the person is about to die"

"Checkmate or not, what's the situation?"

"Checkmate is checkmate but not death, how can this be explained?" Shu Yao glared at Huang Juan.

Huang Jun smiled: "Girl, don't be embarrassed here, you don't know how to pretend to understand." ”

Shu Yao said unconvinced: "Hmph, do you know? Tell me about it."

"Of course I know, the so-called checkmate is not dead, that is, the three souls and seven spirits of people swim outside the corpse, but they are still alive, at this time, if you can get the help of the people who have attained the Tao, you can naturally be rescued and return to the yang, only at this time, the corpse soul will come out of the human body out of instinct to ask for help, girl, do you understand?"

Shu Yao snorted, "I'm not a professional Taoist, how can I know so much, a little Taoist, so arrogant." I also learned to look down on others."

Huang Jun naturally knew that Shu Yao was referring to his other identity, and all the memories of the Taoist priest of the Qin Dynasty were still in him, in a sense, his current self was his incarnation.