Until now, the ancient text on the stone tablet has only been translated into a few words, and it is completely impossible to understand what the words engraved on the entire stone tablet mean.
Feng Yun's expression remained unchanged on the surface, but he was somewhat anxious in his heart.
On the blackboard, there are a few words that have been translated so far.
After being so busy, no one in the Department of Cultural Relics can breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, they are even busier because of these translated words.
Different from ordinary ancient writings, the ancient writings on the stone tablets are not from the same period. For each word, you may need to check thousands of ancient books before you can reluctantly translate it.
Almost everyone from the Cultural Relics Department was pulled out, just to be able to translate the contents on the stone tablet in the shortest possible time.
The extremely tired people relied on coffee and tea to stay refreshed. Even so, no one of them shouted to go back to rest. At most, they just lay down on the table and squinted for a while.
Several older professors, seeing Feng Yun still persisting, encouraged each other to continue looking for information.
Fortunately, most of the ancient documents and books have been scanned to the computer. Now when looking for them, they can be searched directly, which saves a lot of time.
The director of the Department of Cultural Relics, after giving Feng Yun tea, picked up an ancient book and read through it.
After the stone tablet excavated from Baiwu Mountain was sent to the Department of Cultural Relics, it also attracted a lot of attention from the Department of Cultural Relics. Of course, they didn't think much about it, they just wanted to do archeology.
The entire Linjun County was shrouded in darkness, and the outside world was hurriedly trying to escape from this place. However, the Cultural Relics Department was not affected in any way, and they were still busy with the matters at hand.
As for the stone tablets, of course there are professors who are trying to translate them, but the workload is too great. The progress of the professors is very slow. In a profession, the most indispensable thing is time.
Until the governor of Yan County brought Feng Yun over in person.
At that time, the director of the Cultural Relics Department was still very strange. After all, there was no relationship between Linjun Cultural Relics Department and Yanjun County Government, and the two sides were not involved. Especially the director of the polling bureau was still a Yanjun soldier. Subordinate departments of the government.
The county guard brought people from the military mansion to the Department of Cultural Relics, and asked how the translation of the stone tablets in Baiwu Mountain was going. If he didn't want to give Yanjun a little face, the director would have kicked them out long ago.
As a result, what the Director did not expect was that Director Feng directly took out a map and gave it to him.
With a map, the people from the Cultural Relics Department went all out to translate the content on the stone tablet.
Before seeing the contents of the map clearly, Xiao Yongchao really thought Feng Yun was joking.
What kind of map can have such a great effect and allow their Cultural Relics Department to serve one person?
Besides, if the people from Yan County don't stay well in Yan County, why would they come to Lin County?
Really, Xiao Yongchao wanted to drive people out.
He could only say that he was glad that he looked at the map Feng Yun took out in order to give the county guard some face.
To be able to become the director of the cultural relics department of a county, Xiao Yongchao is quite capable. There were many things on that map that he couldn't understand, but there was one place in it that he personally followed his teacher to do archeology, and he remembered it very clearly.
He made a decision almost immediately and invited Feng Yun in respectfully. While asking others to fully cooperate with Feng Yun's work to translate the content on the stone tablet, he quickly contacted the Dongshan Prefecture Cultural Relics Department. Bian's own teacher scanned and sent this map.
Feng Yun didn't know it yet, but the map he gave to Xiao Yongchao had caused an earthquake in the entire archaeological and cultural relics world. Many professors wished they could come to the county immediately and see Feng Yun in person.
Because of this map, Xiao Yongchao also received a notice from the Directorate-General of Cultural Relics to stabilize Feng Yun, who would become a big shot in the Department of Cultural Relics in the future.
Xiao Yongchao had not yet had time to tell Feng Yun this news, because Feng Yun was currently focused on translating the contents of the stone tablet, and other things could not enter his eyes at all.
Until now, Xiao Yongchao still didn't quite understand why Feng Yun was extremely worried about his men because of the content on the stone tablet.
It is said that the members of the polling bureau were sent out to Baiwu Mountain by Feng Yun.
Xiao Yongchao only knew that the entire cultural relics world was busy because of Feng Yun's matter no matter the time.
Several professors here contacted other professors who study ancient characters overnight, connected via video, and studied together.
Feng Yun didn't know it yet, but more and more professors had been roped in and joined the video call, just to help Feng Yun.
They all knew that after solving the content on the stone tablet, they would have a chance to see Feng Yun, and at the same time they could understand the map Feng Yun took out.
It has to be said that when professors and experts work together to do one thing, the efficiency is almost obviously improved.
Soon, the ancient characters on several more stone tablets were translated.
In order to translate the last remaining ancient characters faster, Feng Yun also joined the video conference to speed up the translation.
With Feng Yun joining, everyone's speed became even faster.
Through the video camera, the professors were even more satisfied with Feng Yun's ability.
Just seeing that Feng Yun has achieved 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 their best to assist Feng Yun in his growth.
Looking at the last remaining ancient text, Feng Yun stretched out: "Thank you professors for your help. I believe it won't take long for all the content to be completely translated!"
Hearing what Feng Yun said, the professors all laughed without stopping. 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 extended infinitely, and the relaxed expression on Feng Yun's face because he was about to decipher all the ancient characters gradually became serious.
The professors were just translating ancient texts, one word after another, without thinking about the connections between the translated contents.
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 in Baiwu Mountain.
After connecting the currently known contents, Feng Yun felt extremely heavy.
"Oops……"
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At the foot of Baiwu Mountain, inside the gloomy ghost market.
Fatty and the others didn't know that the director who was originally in charge of the polling bureau had left Yan County and was seizing the time to translate the contents of the stone tablet in the Department of Cultural Relics.
After dealing with the ghost soldiers, Fatty and the others did not encounter any obstacles and successfully entered the ghost market.
Just like what they saw on the mountain, the ghost market was very lively, with vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the road. Of course, these vendors were all ghosts.
The only difference from real-life vendors is that the faces of these vendors are expressionless, and they do not promote the items on the stalls. The atmosphere is so deserted that it is as if they did not set up these stalls.
Yin energy is flowing around the body, the streets are really lively, ghosts are coming and going, and it is really cold, with almost no sound coming out.
When passing by these stalls, Fatty and the others glanced at them casually, only to realize that the items sold at this stall were really all kinds of strange.
It's no wonder that the legendary magic cultivators and dignitaries also want to go to the ghost market to hunt for treasures.
The fat man glanced casually and saw a piece of Tai Sui meat on a stall.
Even the piece of Tai Sui was still alive, squirming slightly on the stall.
Fatty still found it unbelievable that something like Tai Sui appeared 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 mind could be solved, the fat man saw the shadow of a person stopping in front of the Tai Sui.
Without hearing the exchange between the figure and the vendor, the fat man watched helplessly as the vendor packed the Tai Sui meat and handed it to the figure.
The figure who got Tai Sui meat turned around and left.
The fat man happened to be standing behind him. When the other party turned around, his eyes met for a moment, but the figure did not stop and left directly.
Watching the figure gradually disappear, the fat man frowned.
Wang Xiaodao and the others also noticed Fatty's abnormality. Unfortunately, they were surrounded by ghosts at this time and could not make a sound, otherwise, the Yang Qi would be leaked.
This lively street was not far from the alley where they had been attacked before. The old smoker walking at the back had noticed that the black snowflakes that they had cleared away were falling again, and there were ghost soldiers coming from behind. Walking out of the snowflakes.
Needless to say, these ghost soldiers reappeared to pursue them. They could not stay here any longer.
Before the old smoker could remind him, Fatty reacted first.
Speeding up his pace, the fat man led several people and walked quickly in one direction.
His eyes never left the figure who took away Tai Sui.
"Captain, did you see something?"
Wang Xiaodao had the most yin energy. After observing the vendors on both sides and the passing ghosts, and making sure that no one was staring at him, Wang Xiaodao lowered his voice and asked the fat man.
"Buy Tai Sui, the yang energy is floating around him, he seems to be a human being!"
He also lowered his voice, with a hint of uncertainty in Fatty's tone.
Hearing Fatty's words, Wang Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, "I thought my induction was wrong.
This ghost market seems to be hiding a big secret..."
At first he thought it was the yang energy of the ghost soldiers, but now it seems that the person who took away Tai Sui was also strange.
The ghost market that has been sealed for who knows how many years, and the seal is unlocked again, and there are living people inside?
No matter how you think about it, it’s unlikely, right?
"Follow that person first. I have a feeling that I should be able to find useful clues from him!"
After making a silent gesture, the fat man signaled Wang Xiaodao to continue walking forward!
After shaking the rattle in his hand, Wang Xiaodao quietly accelerated his pace.
The figure walking among the ghosts, carrying Tai Sui meat, didn't know if he noticed that Fatty and the others were following him, so he looked back several times as if nothing had happened.
Although his movements were very cautious, Wang Xiaodao could see them clearly.
It seems that this person does have a problem.
Just as Wang Xiaodao and his party were getting closer and closer to the man, the vendor suddenly took out a large plaque and hung it up from the stall next to him.
His move attracted the attention of all the ghosts on the road.
Wang Xiaodao subconsciously looked towards the plaque.
The two ancient characters written in blood still had blood slowly seeping out.
But what made Wang Xiaodao stop was the meaning of these two ancient characters.
When he was studying ancient books before, he saw these two words and happened to recognize them.
"Captain, this plaque says "Human Soup"!"
At this time, many ghosts and monsters had gathered in front of the stall because of the appearance of this plaque.
The strange thing is that although the ghosts are standing in front of the stall, they look at the vendors with obvious fear. They don't dare to move forward too much and can only shout from a distance.
Hearing what Wang Xiaodao said, Fatty and the others also stopped and looked towards the stall.
The hawker looked a bit strange. His head was extremely huge, but his body was very thin. His small body held up his big head, making him look 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 a fetus that has not yet been born. It was artificially aborted when it was in the mother's body. The fetus has a spirit, so the resentment in its heart is condensed into a resentful spirit.
Because they were not born, the grievances of infant ghosts are much heavier than those of ordinary grievance ghosts.
It can be said that the danger level of infant ghosts is definitely the most dangerous among the fierce ghosts.
Recognizing the identity of the hawker, Wang Xiaodao shook the bell and explained to Fatty and the others in a low voice.
The tinkling sound of the rattle attracted the attention of the ghosts, and many ghosts looked back.
In the ghost city, the ghosts all look like normal people. Even if they are stared at by many ghosts, they will not feel much visual discomfort.
"Ghost businessman?"
"A living ghost merchant, but I haven't been to the ghost market for a long time..."
"The goods the ghost merchant is bringing this time are fresh corpses!"
"Boss, your goods are here..."
After seeing Wang Xiaodao and his group clearly, the ghosts seemed to realize their identities, and even retreated to both sides, leaving a path in the middle for Wang Xiaodao and his group to pass.
Wang Xiaodao, who was puzzled, couldn't ask at this time, so he could only continue to shake the bell and walk towards the stall on the path that was given away.
As the ghost merchant's goods, Fatty and the others naturally followed Wang Xiaodao step by step.
Having been squeezed in the front by the ghosts before, Wang Xiaodao only saw the plaque in front, but could not see clearly what was going on inside the stall.
When he reached the front, he saw that there were two living people tied up behind the stall.
(End of chapter)
