"The next time she contacts you, it won't be too long. When the time comes, ask her what this text is and what it means.

If she asks you where the words came from, you'll say they got it from a fragment......"

Lin Feng confessed for a while.

After Lin Qiuxia nodded in agreement, she flew back to her mailroom. ŴŴŴ.BIQUGE.biz

After Lin Qiuxia left, Lin Feng held his chin and frowned in contemplation.

Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind hits.

Lin Feng turned his head and saw that it was Yang Yuhuan and Song Jiaren.

She stuck over, lying behind Lin Feng, hugging Lin Feng's neck.

Her beautiful face was covered with a flush.

"Which one?"

Lin Feng asked knowingly.

Now, whoever is in control of the body is equal to two people.

"I'm Yuhuan."

Yang Yuhuan exhaled like an orchid.

Lin Feng immediately stood up, took a step back and said, "Girl, please respect yourself, you are not that kind of person below." ”

"Hee-hee!"

Yang Yuhuan covered his mouth and smiled.

After getting through the initial discomfort, he has now completely returned to his previous personality.

In reality, no man likes sentimental, sad and sad women.

If you like it, it's because you like their bodies.

This one is lively and more likable.

But Lin Feng abides by the agreement with Han Xiang, and before 2023, he will not have negative contact with her.

"I want to hear stories."

Yang Yuhuan pulled Lin Feng's arm and kept shaking it.

"Where was the last time we talked about it?" Lin Feng asked.

Yang Yuhuan said: "Xu Xian fought a snake. ”

This is a story of cultivating immortals.

Lin Feng nodded and began to tell the story of the White Snake.

Although the legend of the New White Lady is rebroadcast every year, the story told by Lin Feng is processed in the form of the Internet.

The cultivation level was added to it, and the ending of the story was changed.

Elements of gods and demons are also added to it.

and described in detail the past of Fahai and the Green Snake, as well as the various power struggles in the heavenly court.

The story is much richer, and telling it makes people have a stronger sense of anticipation.

Song Jia and Yang Yuhuan sat opposite Lin Feng, lying on the stone table, their eyes wide.

She likes Boss Lin's serious appearance when he looks at it the most.

As soon as the story was halfway through, Han Xiang came over.

Then he dragged Song Jiaren to buy clothes.

It's August, the weather is getting colder, and it's time to add a few clothes that don't show the wind.

Lin Feng shook his head and muttered to himself, he was not that kind of person.

Why is defending oneself the same as guarding against thieves?

……

At the same time.

Sure enough, as Lin Feng expected, within an hour, Taiyin contacted Lin Qiuxia again.

After the communication was connected, Taiyin's first sentence was: "Where did you get this text?" ”

Lin Qiuxia smiled and remained silent.

Taiyin understood, and said helplessly: "Mention the conditions!" ”

Lin Qiuxia said: "Then I will ask you a question later, if you know, answer me, you can't lie to me." ”

Taiyin smiled, "Lin Qiuxia, you deliberately showed me this text because you don't understand such words either."

So, I want to know about this text through me, right? ”

"Uh-huh!"

Lin Qiuxia nodded.

Tai Vagina: "It's because I didn't control my emotions before, so you found out."

It seems that my state of mind is still not strong enough! ”

Lin Qiuxia nodded and said: "You Wu people are indeed a little lacking in this aspect, we have an ancient saying called landslides in front, and your face does not change. ”

"Alright! The Wu people don't lie! ”

Taiyin reluctantly agreed.

Lin Qiuxia pursed her mouth.

The Wu people don't deceive people, and to Taiyin, it's like a.

Lin Qiuxia replied to Taiyin's previous question, "This is what we saw from a bone when we were archaeological, and I feel that this is not our text."

In many ancient ruins, there is no such writing.

I think it's very strange, so I want your aunt to take a look, and sure enough, auntie, you recognize this kind of writing. ”

Taiyin shook his head and said, "Although I recognize such words, I don't recognize them. ”

The meaning of this is that it is like a Chinese person who does not know English and says that he recognizes such a character and knows that it is English, but he does not know what those words and what they mean.

"What kind of text is this?"

Lin Qiuxia asked.

Taiyin said: "It's time for me to ask, do you have more such words?" ”

Lin Qiuxia said in her heart that there are hundreds of trillions over there on my father's side!

During this time, Dad was much haggard.

Because in the past two months, Lin Feng has been memorizing these words.

I heard that one-fifth of the inscription has been recorded.

Of course, Lin Qiuxia would not tell Taiyin about this.

But she nodded, "Of course, this is just one of them, and there are several more!" ”

"I want more!"

Taiyin said with a straight face.

Lin Qiuxia said in his heart that Dad has tens of billions there, and you can have as much as you want.

But he shook his head and said, "If you answer my question, I'll give it to you." ”

Taiyin frowned and thought for a while before he said, "Regarding this kind of writing, it's a long story.

Let me put it simple for you!

Such a text is called ...... In your words, it's the Book of Heaven! ”

"Book from the sky!"

Lin Qiuxia looked surprised.

In her mind, this kind of unfamiliar text actually has a mythological flavor.

Taiyin said: "The words that make up the Book of Heaven, each of which contains extremely rich information.

This is very similar to your writing, but the writing of the Book of Heaven is richer.

So, this little text you sent me contains enough information to decipher all the books in your museum.

Many powerful races in the universe, the root of their rise, are all related to this heavenly book.

But until now, no race has been able to completely decipher a single text written by the Celestials.

Every race, every civilization, when they see the same book of heaven, has a different understanding of it.

And this understanding, however, is appropriate for them, and can make them strong.

Legend has it that many, many years ago, there was a strong spirit who collected heavenly books in the universe because of his particularity.

They were then carved into different pieces of text and recorded in a special way.

Later, the spirit-powerhouse was nowhere to be found.

As the war continued, the number of fragments of the Book of Heaven became smaller and smaller...... What a pity!

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