Tong Chenghe floated in the air, looking at those ghost-drawn characters, tilted his head, couldn't see anything, and simply turned upside down, rotated one hundred and eighty degrees to see, but still didn't see anything.

No matter which angle you look at, it is what the ghost drawing charm looks like.

"This should be the language of a small country." Lin Guihao said.

To be more precise, it's the Nelson language of the country, but alas, they don't understand their language at all.

He Man took out her mobile phone, the current translation software is very powerful, she planned to use the translation software to translate the text on it, only to find that the language of this country seems to be too niche, and the translation software can't translate it at all.

"Isn't it, is this text so difficult? Can't even translate with translation software?"

Lin Guiyao looked at the characters silently for a long time, "These should be ancient characters."

"Ancient Characters?" He Man and Tong Chenghe exclaimed at the same time.

Homan: "No, don't you know these words? How do you know it's an ancient script?"

So you just know the billions, right?

Lin Guihao said: "Ancient characters are generally either pictographic or freehand, which is basically applicable in all civilizations, and it is not until the invention of writing is mature that an abbreviated version will appear, and many of them cannot see the original glyph and original meaning. However, on these symbols, some characters can still be vaguely recognizable in the figure. It's more like a painting than a text."

So he guessed that this should be paleographic.

"That's it, we can't even read modern characters, let alone ancient ones." Tong Chenghe sighed.

Even if those experts and scholars came, they could probably only pry this thing back and then look through a lot of historical materials to guess the general meaning.

But where do they have the extraterrestrial time to wait to decipher the code?

By the time they had deciphered the code, the Except for the True had turned into a white bone.

"Why don't you blow it up?"

He now thinks that this may be the easiest way to go.

Lin Guiyao shook his head.

Tong Chenghe was a little surprised, "What, you don't want to save the truth?"

Lin Guihao: "Part of this wall is a load-bearing wall, if it accidentally blows off, the whole house will collapse."

I really don't know what the people who built this secret room think, how can they still set up mechanisms on the load-bearing wall, and they are really not afraid of death.

It seems that the only way for them to do so now is to unravel the patterns.

As soon as he thought of this, Tong Chenghe's head was big, he had been out of touch with society for a long time, don't look for him for this kind of thing!

Lin Guiyao also clenched his palms, his eyes fixed on the various symbols in front of him.

Suddenly, he took out his phone and opened the phone's translation interface.

Tong Chenghe stayed by the side, watching his movements a little puzzled, "What are you doing? Doesn't it mean that it can't be translated?"

"The whole sentence may not be translated, but what if it is translated word by word?"

"What...... Meaning? Does it make any difference?"

He's just a soul body, without a brain, you know.

Lin Guiyao didn't bother to explain, so he only looked up word by word.

Tong Chenghe couldn't get an explanation from him, so he went to see He Man.

He felt that he and He Man should be about the same level, but he saw He Man suddenly show a sudden expression of realization.

Tong Chenghe: The clown is actually myself.

Oh, he's a clown himself.

It's okay.

"What the hell is going on? Explain it to me."

"To put it simply, we can't translate it, and the person behind the scenes certainly can't translate it, unless that person is an antique who has lived for thousands of years and knows what the words of the past mean.

"Therefore, don't look at the tirade here, but the ancient characters in it should not be all, and even if there are ancient characters, they must have been studied by experts and scholars

or he doesn't know what it means, but just puts it here to confuse us."

Tong Chenghe suddenly realized that there were really enough foreigners in his heart.

When they explained, Lin Guihao had also quickly checked out all the characters on this panel.

After finding out, I found that those were not continuous words at all, just countless word arrangements.

"So, what are we going to do when we know that?"

Lin Guihaozai carefully looked at the meaning of these characters, thought about it, and pressed a few buttons on the panel.

If you translate the characters on this button, it is exactly "heaven", "earth", "thunder", "wind", "water", "fire", "mountain", and "ze".

It really corresponds to the Taiji gossip: dry is the sky, Kun is the earth, earthquake is thunder, Xun is the wind, Kan is water, Li is the fire, Gen is the mountain, and the exchange is the ze.

As the button was pressed, only a boom was heard, and the door opened, revealing the scene behind the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of blood burst out.

On the ground not far away, the body of a woman was lying.

The woman lay on her back, her hair covering her entire face.

The clothes on his body were tattered, and he couldn't see his original appearance for a long time, but he could see that it was a black dress.

After just one glance, Lin Guihao felt that it was pitch black in front of him, his body swayed, and he almost couldn't stand steadily.

He Man hurriedly hugged him.

Tong Chenghe was also taken aback, thinking that it was the removal of the truth, so he quickly floated over, observed it carefully, and made sure that it was not the truth, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, it's not the truth, it's someone else."

Lin Guihao felt a hollow ringing in his ears, and it wasn't until he heard Tong Chenghe's words that he was gradually able to hear the sounds around him clearly, and his sight finally gradually recovered.

He stood firm, and He Man watched him cautiously, making sure he was okay before following him inside.

But he still stayed behind him, for fear that he would fall again.

Behind the wall is a very small room, and on the other side of the room, there is a long corridor.

Walking down the corridor, there is a corpse.

The more you go inside, the more corpses there are, and if you look closely, most of those corpses have been torn and bitten, bleeding too much and died, and some of them have big cuts on their faces and arms, as if they have been forced to lay down a piece of flesh.

All kinds of miserable images, people frown when they see it.

At the same time, the smell of blood in the corridor is getting stronger and stronger.

Tong Chenghe couldn't help but cover his nose, although he couldn't smell anything, he could still imagine what kind of disgusting smell was in this corridor.

looked at Lin Guihao again, but he was calm, but every time he passed by someone, he would carefully see if the other party was true.

Only when you are sure that it is not, will you relax, and then when you meet the next one, you will tense up again.

And so on and so forth.