Until now, the ancient text on the stele has only been translated into a few words, and it is completely impossible to understand the meaning of these words engraved on the entire stele.

Feng Yun's expression did not change on the surface, and he was a little anxious in his heart.

On the blackboard, a few words are written so far.

Busy until now, no one in the Cultural Relics Department can breathe a sigh of relief, but because of these translated words, they are even busier.

Different from ordinary ancient characters, the ancient texts on the stele are not ancient texts of the same period, and each word may need to be checked thousands of ancient books before it can be reluctantly translated.

Almost all the people in the Department of Cultural Relics were pulled out, just to be able to translate the contents of the stele in the shortest possible time.

The extremely tired crowd relied on coffee and tea to refresh themselves, and even so, none of them shouted to go back to rest, at most they just lay on the table and squinted for a while.

Several elderly professors, seeing that Feng Yun was still persistent, also puffed up each other and continued to look for information.

Fortunately, most of the ancient literature has also been scanned on the computer, and now when you look it up, you can search it directly, which saves a lot of time.

The director of the Department of Cultural Relics, after sending tea to Feng Yun, also picked up an ancient book and looked at it.

The stele dug up from Baiwu Mountain, after being sent to the Department of Cultural Relics, also attracted the attention of the Department of Cultural Relics, of course, they didn't think so much, just purely for archaeology.

The whole of Linjun was shrouded in darkness, and the outside world was in a hurry to escape from this place, but the Cultural Relics Department was not affected in any way, and they were still busy with their own affairs.

As for the stele, of course, there are professors trying to translate, but the workload is too great, and the professor's progress is very slow, and the most important thing to do is time.

Until the county guard of Yanjun personally brought Feng Yun over.

At that time, the director of the Department of Cultural Relics was still very strange, after all, there was no relationship between the Department of Cultural Relics of Linjun County and the Yanjun County Government, and the two sides could not be involved, especially the director of the polling bureau, who was still a subordinate department of the Yanjun Military Government.

The county guard brought the people from the military palace to the cultural relics department, and when he came up, he asked how the stone tablet of Baiwu Mountain was translated, if it wasn't for the county guard of Yanjun to save some face, the director would have driven people out long ago.

As a result, what the director didn't expect was that Director Feng directly took out a map for him.

A map, and the people of the Department of Cultural Relics went all out to translate the contents of the stele.

Before he saw the content of the picture clearly, Xiao Yongchao really thought that Feng Yun was joking.

What kind of map can be so useful that they can make their antiquities department serve one person?

Besides, the people of Yan County are not good to stay in Yan County, why did they come to Linjun?

Really, Xiao Yongchao wants to kick people out.

He could only say that he was glad that he looked at the map that Feng Yun took out in order to give the county guard a little face.

To be able to become the director of the cultural relics department of the county government, Xiao Yongchao still has some ability, that map, he can't understand many things, but one of the places is that he personally followed the teacher to archaeology, and he remembers it very clearly.

Almost immediately, he made a decision to invite Feng Yun in respectfully, and on the one hand, he asked the others to fully cooperate with Feng Yun's work to translate the content on the stone tablet, and on the other hand, he hurriedly contacted his own teacher from the Dongshan Prefecture Cultural Relics Department and scanned and transmitted the map.

Feng Yun still didn't know, the map he took out to Xiao Yongchao had already caused an earthquake in the entire archaeological and cultural relics community, and many professors were eager to come to Linjun immediately and see Feng Yun in person.

It is precisely because of this map that Xiao Yongchao also received a notice from the General Department of Cultural Relics that he must stabilize Feng Yun, who will be a big man in the Department of Cultural Relics in the future.

Xiao Yongchao hadn't had time to tell Feng Yun about these news, because the current Feng Yun was all focused on translating the content of the stone tablet, and other things couldn't get into his eyes at all.

Until now, Xiao Yongchao didn't quite understand why Feng Yun was unusually worried about his subordinates because of the content on the stone tablet.

It is said that the members of the polling bureau were all sent out by Feng Yun to the side of the White Fog Mountain.

Xiao Yongchao only knew that the entire cultural relics world, no matter the time, was busy because of the matter of Feng Yun.

A few professors here contacted other professors who studied ancient characters overnight, and the video was connected and they studied together.

Feng Yun didn't know that more and more professors had been pulled up and joined in the video call, just to be able to help Feng Yun.

They all knew one thing, after solving the content on the stone tablet, they would have the opportunity to meet Feng Yun, and at the same time, they could also figure out the map that Feng Yun took out.

It has to be said that when professors and experts work together to do only one thing, the efficiency is almost noticeably improved.

Soon, several more ancient characters on the stele were translated.

In order to translate the last remaining ancient characters faster, Feng Yun also joined the video conference to promote the speed of translation.

With the addition of Feng Yun, everyone's speed is faster.

Through the video camera, the professors were more satisfied with Feng Yun's ability.

Just seeing that Feng Yun has such achievements at such a young age, he will definitely have a place in the cultural relics world in the future.

It can be said that the entire Department of Cultural Relics will do its best to assist Fengyun in his growth.

Looking at the last remaining ancient characters, Feng Yun stretched his waist: "Thank you professors for your help, I believe it won't take long for all the content to be completely translated!" ”

Hearing Feng Yun say this, the professors also laughed, and they didn't stop, they all knew that the content on this stone tablet was very important to Feng Yun.

Every tired face is full of determination, and they will continue.

Every second seemed to be infinitely extended, and the relaxed expression on Feng Yun's face, which was about to crack all the ancient characters, gradually became solemn.

The professors were just translating the ancient characters, word by word, and did not think about the content that had already been translated.

Feng Yun was most concerned about the content on the stone tablet, because he knew that the content on it was related to the seal of the White Fog Mountain.

After connecting the current known content, Feng Yun's mood was extremely heavy.

"Oh no......"

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At the foot of the White Fog Mountain, inside the ghost market on the shady side.

The fat man didn't know that the director who was originally in the polling bureau had left Yan County and hurried to translate the contents of the stele in the Department of Cultural Relics.

After dealing with those ghost soldiers, the fat man and the others did not encounter any obstacles, but entered the ghost market smoothly.

As they had seen on the hill, the ghost market was very lively, and there were vendors on both sides of the road, and of course these vendors were ghosts.

The only difference from the real vendors is that these vendors have expressionless faces on their faces, and they don't advertise the things on the stalls, and the atmosphere is so cold that it is as if these stalls are not made by them.

The yin qi is circulating all around, and the streets are really lively, ghosts come and go, and the cold is really cold, and there is hardly any sound coming out.

When passing by these stalls, the fat man also glanced at them casually, only to find that the things sold in this stall were really strange.

It's no wonder that the legendary cultivators and dignitaries also want to go to the ghost market to Taobao shellfish.

The fat man glanced at it so casually, and saw that there was a piece of Tai Sui meat on a stall.

Even that piece of Tai Sui was still alive, squirming gently in the stall.

The fat man still felt unbelievable about the appearance of something like Tai Sui in the ghost market, after all, Tai Sui was completely useless to ghosts.

If it's useless, why sell it?

Before the doubts in his heart could be solved, the fat man saw first, and a human shadow stopped in front of the Tai Sui.

didn't hear the communication between the figure and the vendor, so the fat man watched the vendor pack the Tai Sui meat and hand it to the figure.

The figure who got the Tai Sui meat turned around and left.

The fat man happened to be standing behind him, and when the other party turned around, there was a momentary meeting with the fat man's eyes, but the figure did not stay and left directly.

Watching the figure gradually disappear, the fat man's brows furrowed.

The abnormality of the fat man, Wang Xiaodao and they also noticed it, but unfortunately they were surrounded by ghosts and monsters at this time, and they couldn't make a sound, otherwise, the yang energy would leak out.

This lively reception was not very far from the small alley where they had been attacked before, and the old smoker who was walking at the back had noticed that the black snowflakes that had been cleared by them had fallen again, and there were ghost soldiers coming out of the snowflakes.

These ghost soldiers who reappeared, there is no need to think that they are all chasing them, they can't continue to stay here.

Without waiting for the old smoker to remind him, the fat man reacted first.

Quickening the pace of his feet, the fat man walked quickly in one direction with several people.

His gaze never left the figure that took Tai Sui.

"Captain, did you see anything?"

Wang Xiaodao's body had the most yin qi, and after observing the vendors on both sides and the ghosts in the past, and making sure that no one was staring at him, Wang Xiaodao also lowered his voice and asked the fat man.

"Buy Tai Sui, there is yang energy floating on his body, he seems to be a human!"

The same lowered voice, and there was a hint of uncertainty in the fat man's tone.

Hearing the fat man's words, Wang Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, "I thought I was wrong."

This ghost market seems to be hiding a big secret......"

At first, he thought it was the yang energy on the ghost soldier's body, but now it seems that it is also strange to take away Tai Sui.

The ghost market that has been sealed for I don't know how many years, and when the seal is unlocked again, there are living people inside?

No matter how you think about it, it's unlikely, right?

"Follow that person first, I have a feeling, and I should be able to find useful clues from him!"

Quietly and silently gesticulating a gesture, the fat man motioned for Wang Xiaodao to continue walking forward!

Shaking the rattle in his hand, Wang Xiaodao quietly quickened his pace.

Walking among the ghosts, the figure carrying Tai Sui meat, I don't know if I noticed that the fat man was following me, and looked back several times casually.

Although his movements were very cautious and cautious, Wang Xiaodao could also see it clearly.

It seems that there is something wrong with this person.

Just when Wang Xiaodao and his party were getting closer and closer to that person, on the stall next to them, the vendor suddenly took out a large plaque and hung it out.

His action attracted the attention of the ghosts on the road.

Wang Xiaodao subconsciously looked at the plaque.

There were two ancient characters written in blood, and blood was slowly oozing out from them.

But what made Wang Xiaodao stop was the meaning of these two ancient words.

When he was researching ancient books before, he saw these two words and happened to know them.

"Captain, this plaque says "Human Soup"! ”

At this time, there were already many ghosts gathered in front of the booth because of the appearance of this plaque.

Strangely, although the ghosts stood in front of the stalls, they looked at the vendors with obvious fear, and did not dare to come forward too much, so they could only shout from a distance.

Hearing Wang Xiaodao say this, the fat man and the others also stopped and looked towards the stall.

The hawker's appearance is a little strange, his head is extremely huge, but his body is very thin, and his small body is on top of a big head, like a dwarf but not the same.

"I didn't expect that this vendor was actually a baby ghost......

The so-called infant ghost is actually an unborn fetus, when it is in the mother's body, it is artificially aborted, and the fetus has a spirit, so the resentment is condensed into a resentful spirit.

Because they were not born themselves, the resentment of the infant ghost is much heavier than that of ordinary resentful ghosts.

It can be said that the danger level of baby ghosts is definitely a well-known existence among powerful ghosts.

Recognizing the identity of the vendor, Wang Xiaodao shook the bell and explained to the fat man in a low voice.

The sound of the rattle bell jingling attracted the attention of the ghosts, and many of them looked back.

In the ghost market, the ghosts are all normal people, even if they are stared at by many ghosts, there is not much discomfort visually.

"Ghost merchant?"

"A living ghost merchant, but I haven't been to the ghost market for a long time......"

"The goods that the ghost merchant brought this time are fresh corpses!"

"Boss, your goods are here......"

After the ghosts saw Wang Xiaodao and his party clearly, they seemed to react to their identities, and even retreated to both sides, leaving a path in the middle for Wang Xiaodao and them to pass.

Wang Xiaodao, who was puzzled, couldn't ask at this time, so he could only continue to shake the bell and walked towards the stall towards the path that was let out.

At this time, the fat man and a few people, as the goods of the ghost merchants, naturally followed Wang Xiaodao step by step.

was crowded by the ghosts in the front before, Wang Xiaodao only saw the plaque in front, and he didn't see the situation in the stall clearly.

When he walked to the front, he saw that behind the stall, there were actually two living people tied up.

(End of chapter)