Chapter Twenty-Six: The Dead Text

Sun Yan was extremely disappointed after hearing this, so he had no choice but to ask Murati for the phone number of Li Gen's son, and left in a hurry under the urging of Xiao Da's lips.

As soon as he got in the car, Qi Dongrui said, "Xue Jiao, they have already gone to Lop Nur Town, and they should stop there tonight." ”

Sun Yan and Xiao Dayian responded absentmindedly.

Xiao stared at the old-fashioned military bag in Sun Yan's hand with big lips, and urged: "Hurry up, open it and take a look!" ”

"I know, you're an egg!" Sun Yan scolded in his mouth, but obviously his hands were also a little trembling. Opening the military bag, a terrible smell of mildew rushed out of it, Sun Yan held his breath and flipped through it, and found that there was a men's yellow plaid short-sleeved shirt and a stainless steel kettle inside. There was still water in the kettle, Xiao opened the lid and smelled it, and sure enough, the water inside was rancid.

"Little grandson, this is a water resource from more than 20 years ago, there may be saliva from your uncle and your aunt in it, take it back and let your father study and study it may sell it for a good price!" Xiao smiled wickedly and handed the kettle to Sun Yan, who impatiently opened his hand and threw the yellow plaid shirt on his head.

In addition to a piece of clothing and a kettle, the bag was a pile of materials. The materials are placed at the bottom, clamped by a green iron clip with the paint off. When I took it out, it was a kind of red-line manuscript paper with very soft paper, which was used to write manuscripts when there were no computers in the past. It's not much, it's only about 100 pages. Due to the age of storage, the edges of the paper are yellowed, and the pages on it are even rotten.

Sun Yan casually flipped through the above pages and saw a strange text written on the manuscript. Xiao Da Yan looked a little anxious on the side, he took down the iron clip, snatched a stack of manuscripts, and looked through them one by one, seeing that each piece of paper was densely filled with a kind of distorted text, crooked, like a group of tadpoles, more like some symbols.

For Xiao Da Li, who is an archaeologist, it should not be difficult to identify this kind of text at a glance, but because of his lack of work experience, he tried to search for various ancient characters in his head, but he did not find a text that could match the number of the text in front of him.

After reading it for a long time, I didn't understand it, but I turned my head and saw that Sun Yan was staring intently at the stack of manuscripts in his hand, flipping through the pages one by one, and the more he looked at it, the more wrong the look on his face became.

"What? Xiao Sun, do you see the way out? Xiao asked tentatively.

"Yes." Sun Yan grunted.

"What the hell is going on? What are these symbols? Xiao Lip couldn't wait to poke him.

"Can't you see? This is Lu Wen. Sun Yan looked up at him and said.

"Luwen?" Xiao Da Yan looked confused, and after thinking about it, he suddenly slapped his thigh and shouted, "You said this is Gu Loulan script?!" ”

This roar frightened Xiao Wang and Qi Dongrui in front of him, and Qi Dongrui turned around and scolded angrily. Xiao laughed dryly, turned his head and asked Sun Yan in disbelief: "How do you know this kind of writing?" ”

"When I was in junior high school, I used to steal my father's work materials, and I first learned about this kind of writing in an archaeological research paper on Gu Loulan, and then I looked up information about this kind of writing, so I can distinguish it." Sun Yan said.

"I've also heard of this kind of Lu script, when I used to read 'Exploration and Discovery', it was said that some documents and slips printed with this script were unearthed in the ancient city of Loulan, but few people could understand it at that time, and no one can decipher it now?" Xiao Wang, who was driving, said.

Sun Yan nodded and said: "In fact, the characters unearthed in the ancient city of Loulan include Chinese, Lu and early Sogdian documents. In 1901, when the Swedish explorer Sven Hedin first discovered the ancient city of Loulan, he excavated the letters of Lu Wen, and then unearthed five batches of ancient documents, including 49 Lu documents.

This script first originated in ancient Gandhara and later spread in many parts of Central Asia, commonly used in northwestern India, Pakistan, Afghanistan for a generation. By the 3rd century AD, however, the script had gradually disappeared, but it was still used throughout the Silk Roads, and was probably abandoned altogether by the 7th century.

In fact, no one has been able to decipher this kind of writing, because by the end of the 18th century, it was completely dead, and there was no successor to it. There is speculation that the Piluvin may have evolved from the Aramaic alphabet during the Persian rule, but there is no conclusive evidence for this. Later, with the disappearance of the ancient city of Loulan, this kind of writing became extinct. ”

Sun Yan took a deep breath as he spoke, in fact, people don't have a lot of information about this ancient script, it is as mysterious and unpredictable as the disappeared Gu Loulan. The contents of the documents that have been unearthed include litigation documents, land sale contracts, public and private letters, etc. And now he has more than 100 pages of manuscript paper on hand, and all of them are in Lu Wen! Although he felt that there might be an answer he wanted to know in these ancient words, this was a kind of undeciphered text after all, and with the amount of information he knew, he couldn't find anything out of it, and for a while, Sun Yan's heart sank to the bottom like a boulder.

Xiao Da Yan also gasped in disappointment: "Can't be deciphered? Isn't this the equivalent of not telling us anything? ”

"However, it can be inferred that Sun Qijun may have also been to Loulan." Qi Dongrui turned his head and said.

Sun Yan sorted out the information, searched the military bag carefully inside and out, and found that there was nothing else except two tickets and a few pieces of fruit candy stuck together.

At nearly 4 o'clock in the middle of the night, Sun Yan and his party arrived at Lop Nur Town. After driving for more than 20 hours, Xiao Wang's body reached a state of excessive fatigue, so he simply parked the car on the side of the road, and the four of them fell asleep in the car.

By dawn in the morning, the car was already on the road.

The town of Lop Nur is large, but the population is small, and most of it is almost no man's land. Along the way, there was all the Gobi, and the car traveled for a long time before I came to a small village called "Getaya".

It is a village deep in the desert, which looks like only 100 households, and is full of ancient Uyghur dwellings and unique yellow clay flat-roofed houses. The houses are kept at a distance from each other, but they seem to be very close to each other. Sun Yan sat in the car and saw a big sign erected at the entrance of the village, which read "Geta" crookedly in red paint.

Qi Dongrui said the village is the closest and most remote village to Lop Nur, and although there are electric lights and roads that show some modern vibe, the villagers are still living in isolation. Most of them have been in Lop Nur. Just find a guide here and hit the road.

A few children were playing at the entrance of the village, and when they saw an off-road vehicle driving in the distance, a little boy shouted "wow" and rushed back to the village.

Xiao Wang parked the car at the intersection, Sun Yan, Xiao Da Lip and Qi Dongrui got out of the car, as soon as they got out of the car, Sun Yan felt a pain in his head, as if he had been hit by something, turned his head to look, and saw a three or four-year-old child not far away who was throwing a stone at him.