[Bottle Evil Colleague] Ink Dawn

While I was moaning and sighing, the stupid chicken next to me had belched, and its feathers were flying all over the place, while Brother Pig was jumping up and down to play.

The fat man happily went to work, disemboweled and washed the chicken, then slapped his forehead suddenly and remembered that the seasoning was in the mountaineering bag he brought, and the bag was in the tent that seemed to be shrouded in the murderous spirit of Mr. Men.

The fat man stretched his neck to look at the tent, then turned back to look at the chicken, he looked a little confused, and finally kicked my side of the leg: "Naive, go, help the fat man get the bag."

I knew this guy would find a meat shield, so I squinted at him:

"Why don't you go? Brother, he can still eat you? What are you afraid of?"

Fatty Joy:

"Hehe, I said innocent, can he 'eat' you with feelings?"

I said in my heart that no, they are all human beings, so why not eat you but eat me?So I asked him: "Fatty, what do you think is wrong with my little brother? I have been in a strange state since I came out this time. Is there any difficulty?"

"My little brother has a bunch of secrets, and I won't tell you. Can you still tell Fatty me? I think you are just worrying about it, go, go, get your bag!"

I thought so too, but if I really cared about it, I would be confused, so I stood up and patted my pants, decided to take the initiative, went to Poker Ping to talk about his ideals in life, and by the way, talked about his thoughts.

Who would have thought that just as I was about to pull the tent door, the door opened from the inside.Poker-Face looked up at me, then suddenly straightened his right arm, and the fat man's bag was neatly hanging on it.

I was silly for a moment, feeling better for no reason, quickly took the bag and threw it to the fat man, followed Poker Bottle to the campfire and sat down side by side.

Fatty squatted aside, playing with his beggar chicken for some reason, his eyes were gone from laughing, and Brother Zhu only knew to wag his tail beside his father, completely out of shape.I sneaked a glance at the Poker Bottle next to me, and found that he was just staring at the flame in a daze, just like usual.I completely forgot that I was still a little angry. I was afraid that I would disturb Lord Men's thinking if I spoke again, so I shut up, so everyone was a little silent.

It wasn't until the fat man wrapped the chicken in mud and put it on the fire to simmer for roasting that Poker-Face took a look at his bag and said lightly, "Touch the golden talisman and give one to Wu Xie, and you wear one too. It will definitely drive away evil spirits." Evil work."

After a pause, he continued to explain:

"Back then, it was said that there was a seal of ten talismans, of which seven talismans were destroyed, and the whereabouts of three talismans were unknown. Most of these were imitated by later generations, but the materials and craftsmanship are the same, and they are also effective."

The fat man was overjoyed when he heard that, and quickly went through his backpack.In fact, his mountaineering bag is bulging. It is impossible to have so much food and clothing alone. Everyone knows that this old boy has hidden private goods, but the fat man has such a habit. Poker bottle and I just pretended not to see it. .I didn't expect the fat man's hands to be as dark as ever, and I saw a small half circle around him with at least seven or eight small bronze wares.

I was silently mourning for Wu Liao, and when I was thinking about how to take advantage of Fatty, I saw a flash of white light in front of me, like a reflected light, very dazzling.I was thinking about something, and I saw a small rectangular mirror placed by the fat man's hand.

I suddenly thought of the classic plot of "the mother's mother is combing her hair" when I remembered the tomb under the sea in Xisha. I couldn't help but feel chills.This guy may have gotten up in the middle of the night every day for the past few years, and secretly combed his hair in front of the small mirror?I panicked just thinking about it!What's more, I only found out now, isn't it the end, can there be salvation?So I could only mock him tentatively: "Heh, I can't tell that our fat man is quite handsome. Xiadou still wears a mirror to take a look at your beauty?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, looked at the mirror at hand, waved his hand and said, "Little innocent, you must have long eyes. This was ripped from the tomb in front. What about the mirror, there are gaudy pictures engraved on it, I can't understand it. It just so happens that our Master Wu has a look at what it is." He said and handed it over.

I reached out to take it, only to find that the small bronze brand was as bright as new, which shows that it was either a modern imitation, or the maintenance technology for bronze had reached its peak at that time.Some information is recorded on it: the side you see should be the reverse side of the brand, it is a landscape pattern with a land boundary mark, the strokes are brief, and the composition is atmospheric.I carefully identified it, recalled many historical allusions, and found that it might be the ancient "Kyushu" imagined by the ancients at that time.Moreover, this picture does not seem to be outlined by means of Yin carving and Yang engraving, but is polished into a strong and sharp shape with materials such as jade, and then dotted on the bronze very carefully, and the dots are extremely dense, forming a delicate shape. The ultimate picture, which gathers the vast Kyushu in such a small place, is simply breathtaking.

I was so shocked that I couldn't take my eyes off the sign. I quickly turned it over to see what was on the front, only to find that there were only a few columns of densely packed symbols with weird strokes engraved on the sign in the same way, and the rest of the blank space was only Simple smoothing was done.

As the CEO of Xiling Yinshe who once worked on rubbings, I am very sensitive to ancient characters, but although these symbols are slightly familiar, I still can't read them interestingly.

This bronze sign whetted my appetite, so I didn't care if it was a chicken or not, so I quickly rolled aside and started translating by myself.

The previous two years of training in the Wu family was a combination of civil and martial arts. Knowing ancient prose is compulsory, but ancient prose is profound and profound. No matter how talented I am or how good my memory is, I can’t stop the thousands of years of written knowledge.The second uncle saw that I was really overwhelmed, so he specially invited some scholars who were proficient in one of the text translation tasks, and spent a lot of money to build a text library, which was stored in my mobile phone.If you really need to translate, just open the font library and search according to special rules, which is very convenient.

So it took me only 5 minutes to understand that the above was Yin Jinwen cast and engraved on Yin and Zhou bronzes as an inscription, and it only took me 15 minutes to understand the meaning, and my face changed.

The two people next to me saw my stupefied, the fat man couldn't hold back, and said, "What's the matter, what's written on it? A ghost story?"

"Yeah, it's still a real fantasy story." I smiled wryly and said, "Because this Yinjin script has few words, each word has many different interpretations and symbols. According to my personal guess, it is used by the royal family's secret records. I translated it bluntly." Order."

"Since the ancestors of the third generation established the Law of Juyang, follow me for nine generations and finally achieve great success. You can get a ghost relic, which can continue your life in Yang, and then, live forever."

Poker-Face's originally calm gaze moved upwards, staring fixedly at the sign in my hand.

His eyes were gloomy, revealing an unexplorable indifference.