"let me see."
Ma Wei took the parchment and spread it on his lap. After just one glance, his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.
The characters used on the parchment scrolls are not the ghostly symbols of the Voodoo Kingdom. They look very much like nails or wooden wedges. Almost every symbol has a triangular tip, and it seems that it was carved with some ancient tool. ..
Although Ma Wei has not studied ancient writing and knows nothing about it,...
He had seen something similar!
It's the stone tablet that the original body found when he robbed the fleet of the Cult of Wisdom!
The words used on the stele and the parchment are very similar. Even the brush strokes and force are very similar. It is likely that they were written by the same person!
Contact Levin again and tell him that his father brought back a broken stone...
Ma Wei believes that the destination of Levin's father 10 years ago and the destination of the Wisdom God's fleet three years ago are the same place!
"Do you understand what it says?"
Seeing that Ma Wei's body suddenly became hard and motionless, Levin thought he had found some clues and quickly asked: "If you know anything, tell me immediately!"
"Wait...wait..."
Ma Wei pressed his forehead and signaled Levin to stop talking for the time being. He closed his eyes and frowned in thought.
After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and said solemnly: "Three years ago, the Popang Kingdom's fleet went to the Sea of Death and brought out many treasures, among which... there was a black The words recorded on the stone tablet are exactly the same as those you took out."
"What?"
Levin was stunned for a moment: "Did my father enter the sea of death back then?"
Anyone who relies on the sea for a living has heard the name of the Sea of Death. It is located 20 nautical miles west of the route from 22° south latitude to 33° south latitude. It is a sea of storms shrouded in dark clouds all year round, and the magnetic field inside is chaotic. , it is impossible to tell the direction, there are countless reefs, few ships can survive in it, even pirates and privateers avoid it, and they are famous for their bad looks.
Over time....
It has also become a maritime restricted area.
What’s ridiculous is that the route from 22° south latitude to 33° south latitude, which is only 20 nautical miles away, is calm and one of the safest routes to the south.
Ma Wei, who has inherited all the memories of his original body, knows the ocean very well, and is no weaker than some experienced sailors.
But even he did not dare to set foot in the sea of death easily.
Now that I think about it, apart from good luck, the Popon Kingdom's fleet must have used some ulterior means to survive.
"How do you know this?" Levine asked.
"I was a former lieutenant in the Royal Navy, second-in-command of the Saint-Martial fleet."
"The Saint-Martial fleet was completely wiped out in the Battle of Perea?!"
Levin's eyes widened and he looked at him in shock.
"First of all, we were not completely wiped out. There is only one main ship left, and there are 138 survivors." Ma Wei glanced at him: "Secondly, we were ambushed. The super combined fleet organized by the Popang Kingdom has There were hundreds of large ships, more than three times our number. Even so, we sunk a third of their ships before we were defeated, and their victory was only a miserable victory."
"Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of slandering the Saint-Martial fleet..."
Rubbing his hands, Levin said with some excitement: "That was a sudden multinational siege! At that time, the newspapers were full of news about you! If you hadn't fought back desperately and killed more than 30 ships of the Super United Fleet, the Kingdom of Windsor We have long lost control of the oceans! We are even less likely to sign a declaration of naval war!"
"What's past is past."
Ma Wei shook his head and didn't want to mention more about that battle: "Our defeat caused the remaining gold and jewelry on the main ship to fall into the possession of the Popang Kingdom... although these were originally from their hands. It was stolen, but it also included the black stone tablet."
"You mean, the other stone tablet is in the hands of the Popang Kingdom?"
"To be precise, it should be at the Wisdom God Religion."
Ma Wei sighed. According to his cautious character, no matter what the outcome, he would definitely make a copy of the content on the stone tablet. However, the original person obviously did not have this awareness, and he was not a genius with a photographic memory. The content on the stone tablet... ..
Didn't remember it at all.
"That's a stele of doom." Ma Wei said: "Everyone who has come into contact with it has been cursed to varying degrees, especially the boatload of people who took the stele out of the sea of death. They all died violently in one day, and none of them survived. return."
"ah...."
Levin blinked: "I also touched that broken stone, why is it okay?"
"Who am I asking you to ask me?"
Mavey rolled her eyes at him and handed the parchment to Yunia: "Can you understand the text on it?"
"Can't..." Yunia shook her head, very frustrated that she couldn't help.
"It's okay. We can always find clues. Go and memorize the multiplication tables. I'll chat with your Uncle Levin for a while."
"dad..."
Yunia hooked her fingers, glanced at Ma Wei from time to time, and whispered: "I...can I stay and listen to your chat..."
"Okay, then just memorize the multiplication tables here."
"..."
In the end, Yunia could not escape the fate of reciting the multiplication table.
"There is something I want to declare solemnly." Levin said with a dark face: "I am only 22 years old. Can you please stop calling me uncle?"
"Did you hear that, Yunia? From now on, I will call you brother Levin."
"oh..."
Holding the multiplication table in her hand, Yunia nodded absently with a sad face: "I know, Uncle Levin."
His expression froze, Levin Berger took a deep breath and endured it.
There's nothing you can do, everyone has already made it clear to you that she is a goddess. How can he, a monk, have the courage to get angry with a goddess?
At this time, Xiao Hei, who was lying next to Levin, raised his paw, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly: "Fourth brother, it is already very good to have the goddess call you uncle. You must be content as a human being... "
"What did you call me?"
"Fourth child."
"Who is the fourth child? Why am I the fourth child?!"
"Then why don't we call you the second child?" Xiao Hei said confidently: "The fourth child is already pretty good, right? When Holmes joins the Church of Truth in the future, he will only be the fifth child!"
"There are different levels of hierarchy among cats. If you dare to usurp the position of the eldest brother, be careful I will beat Friday!"
"Meow?"
Friday, who was chatting with Xiao Mei, looked back blankly, looking left and right, suspicious of Mao Sheng.
"Holmes? Diloch Holmes?"
Levin's ears twitched when he heard the name: "He also wants to join the Truth Church?"
"I haven't even written my horoscope yet..."
Ma Wei looked at the carriage slowly stopping at the door of the church, narrowed his eyes and said, "He's here."
Levin and Xiao Hei turned their heads at the same time, just in time to see Holmes in a suit getting out of the carriage and entering the church.
The golden sunshine shone on his shoulders, shining brightly. Holmes held his pipe in his mouth, glanced at Levin Berger sitting on the bench, and smiled slightly:
"Good morning, everyone."
