October 21, 2549, 18:05, Mina Republic, No. 239 Nanshan Road, Huayu City, Xiangyin Province, Xiangnan University of Political Science and Law, from late autumn, it came very early at night
Under the dark side, the full moon just showed half of her smiling face
At the end of a quiet tree-lined avenue, the gate of the boys' dormitory is hidden behind the neat osmanthus tree on the side of the road.
At this moment, in a quiet room, the desk lamp on the desk radiated a glimmer of light
After dinner, Wu Xuan started writing under the lamp. Hello, Miss Liao, he wrote, I have to take the exam recently, so I was a few days late for replying. I was very helpless. I thank him. He leaned on the desk, supported his cheeks with his fingers, fiddled with his pen, and talked to himself. Thank you, is this not sincere enough? Or is it better to be very sorry?
He is not careful about the details, but he has been considering some subtle words for a long time recently.
He was addicted to his fantasy, and a pure and beautiful girl appeared in his mind, reading the letter he received with a flushed face.
He put down his pen and said that the words she sent recently had several repetitions from the previous ones, which was becoming more and more interesting. Maybe I could find something else
The light shone on Wu Xuan's handsome face, and when he thought of Miss Liao's smiling expression, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.
In a letter yesterday, Ms. Liao said that she did not live in the school dormitory, but rented it outside the police officer's school and was with a cat.
Although these exchanges are very ordinary, they have extraordinary significance for Wu Xuan, because this is the first time Miss Liao reveals some of her life details to him
Several roommates were invited by the dormitory diagonally opposite to play cards, and the usual noisy four-person room became particularly lonely
On the wooden desk in the middle of the room, at his elbow, he opened a half-old textbook "Introduction to Logic Political Science" with many wavy lines on the pages, and some annotations were neatly written next to it.
That is one of the main subjects of political science, and the contents to be tested tomorrow morning, but now Wu Xuan's attention is not at all on this book
Police School, Oh, will Miss Liao wear that serious uniform in the future? Isn’t it just a policeman after graduating from the police school? A female policeman smiled awkwardly, feeling that her insight had declined. Only now can I realize the source of some of the characteristics of Miss Liao’s writing. It turns out that she is from the police school.
In his heart, Miss Liao really coincided with the image of a mighty female policeman at this time.
While she was writing a reply, a fat yellow cat lay on her knees, wearing a red sweater, Miss Liao said that the cat was called Xiaoqi, very skinny, especially sexy, will the cat be very stinky? Miss Liao suddenly appeared in front of Wu Xuan, and there was the fat and cute cat curled up in her beautiful bend of her hand. Alas, what's there! She is just a pen pal, so why bother to be self-indulgent? Wu Xuan said to herself
He picked up his pen again, continued to write, and received the letter. I have to spend some time studying the words this time. I have found similar characters in the celestial text, and there seems to be traces of evolution between them. I think this should be a clever method. He wrote on a piece of letter paper with a pen in the square of the characters. Many of the ancient characters your brother has obtained have never appeared. I checked the latest archaeological data and had no records. It is really surprising. However, Miss Liao, please rest assured, I have my own method to decipher it.
Wu Xuan and this distant pen pal, Miss Liao, have been communicating some strange ancient characters back and forth like this for more than a year.
It was one day last spring, and he received a letter from a man named Liao Xuecun from Haojing City.
This Liao Xuecun and Wu Xuan met once
More than two years ago, when Wu Xuan first entered Xiangnan University of Political Science and Law, he had studied ancient characters since he was a child, so he got the opportunity to follow his linguistics teacher to Qingchuan to attend an academic exchange meeting.
At that exchange meeting, he met his teacher's classmate Liao Xuecun, a history teacher
Both of them were interested in the ancient god kingdom and the ancient characters at that time, so they had a great time talking and were quite speculative.
However, after the exchange meeting, I didn't contact each other anymore, and the relationship gradually faded
So Wu Xuan was a little surprised when he received this letter from Teacher Liao.
Teacher Liao copied dozens of ancient characters in the letter, saying that he should use it when writing an archaeological paper, so he could help decipher the meaning of these characters.
During that time, Wu Xuan was not busy with his studies and was just a little free, so he started to study it curiously
After he looked at these ancient characters carefully, he realized that things were not simple, and he became very interested.
These strange characters make Wu Xuan feel familiar
At first glance, they are somewhat similar to the ancient god kingdom of qinwen more than two thousand years ago, but when you look closely, they are very different.
Obviously, this is an ancient text that cannot be interpreted at present
He remembered that when he talked to Teacher Liao about Qinwen's grammar, he once talked about an ancient saying that was passed down in the Wu family since ancient times. This mysterious language was recorded in a secret book. He told Liao Xuecun that it might be the butterfly text that had long been lost in the same era as Qinwen.
Teacher Liao didn't know where he got these ancient characters. He probably thought these were butterfly words, so he sent them to him for interpretation.
Because the secret letter from the Wu family is too old, many of the contents are difficult to verify and interpret.
According to the ancestors of Wu, it was an ancient butterfly text used for sacrifices in the Kingdom of God more than two thousand years ago
Why did this mysterious and ancient language be secretly circulated in the Wu family? Neither grandfather nor father told him, but just told him to study it carefully. This was explained by ancestors from generation to generation
After checking and verifying several ancient Chinese texts from Teacher Liao’s letters one by one, although they are not exactly the same, they can clearly feel that this is the ancient Chinese language of the same system.
He searched through linguistic research literature and archaeological achievements in recent years, but found no records of these words at all
He felt more and more strange. How did Liao Xuecun get these peerless ancient characters?
However, he was not very concerned about the origin of these words, so he didn't ask, but was very interested in analyzing these ancient things
He spent two days looking for various materials, combined with family-born writing knowledge, and soon got an answer and replied to the result to Teacher Liao.
A few days later, Teacher Liao sent him another letter and gave him some new ancient texts, and then he deciphered them as usual.
After a few times like this, from one point, the person who wrote the letter became a girl
The girl claimed to be Teacher Liao's sister, and like Wu Xuan, she was in the junior year of Haojing.
As the letters continued to communicate back and forth, the two soon became a pair of pen friends.
Wu Xuan slowly regarded Miss Liao as his virtual girlfriend and expressed his feelings. He almost talked about everything. Miss Liao usually just listened to the guidance.
Letters have changed from one week to one round trip every few days
In addition to talking about various topics of concern in each letter, as usual, we have to decipher some ancient texts.
These ancient texts are often scattered, as if they were deliberately broken up and interrupted. Although Wu Xuan felt a little strange, he also enjoyed it.
Last time I mentioned you to Senior Peng. Senior asked you for your name, but I couldn't answer it, but he made fun of him. Wu Xuan hesitated for a moment and wrote, "We have been pen pals for so long, but I don't know Miss Liao's name yet. Do I have the honor to know it?" I said hello to Xiaoqi on my behalf, and I wanted to see the red sweater on it as always. I think it must be very interesting. It must be very warm and beautiful."
Hello, hey, Miss Liao is here! The door was pushed open with force, and a classmate with a little dark skin walked in, shook his head and shook his feet, looking rash.
Wu Xuan frowned, fearing that he would see his letter, so he covered his hand and looked up and asked indifferently: What are you doing? Don’t play cards anymore?
I came to see my Miss Liao Ah, and I knew you were writing a love letter again. He walked to Wu Xuan, there were too many people there, messy, and then sat aside casually, and it was more interesting to accompany you, although I knew you would definitely not like me to appear, haha, he squeezed his eyes and said with a smile, pretending to know everything, and he was in control.
Yang Donghe slept on Wu Xuan's upper bed. He was born with a natural optimism. He often had some strange ideas, which always made Wu Xuan's eyes shine.
But most of the time, this person is very tangled, for example, now
Wu Xuan was a little helpless, put down his pen, stretched, and said: You know I don’t like it, so I won’t play Ah a few more times!
I am very interested in your Miss Liao. I always have to read her letter. Yang Donghe spreads his thick black hands to Wu Xuan. The thick pores on the back of his hands made these hands look like a farmer's shadow.
He shook his hand, made a gesture of handing over honestly, and gave me her letter
What?
The letter from your female pen pal Yang Donghe has a serious face, his eyes are like an arrow, staring at Wu Xuan.
Why do you want to leave it to you? It's my pen friend
You promised me that I should write this reply! If you don’t show me the letter, how can I write it?
When will I promise your Ah? Wu Xuan pretended to be surprised. Last time he mentioned this sentence. Besides, I have finished writing the reply.
Wow... You don't even tell me your trust, Wu Xuan, remember it. Yang Donghe said hatefully, "You don't even think about reading my next stop novel."
Wu Xuan smiled, that's not OK. I've been waiting for the next chapter for a long time. I want to give my opinions on the direction of those characters.
Yang Donghe is also a well-known person in school. His latest works are often circulated by those students.
Recently, he is writing a magical realism work, and sometimes he will refer to some opinions from Wu Xuan.
It's a very good work, and it's obviously going to cause a sensation
OK, okay Wu Xuan spread his hands, he couldn't help saying: Next time, I have finished writing this reply, you see, he took away his hand covering the letter
I've been itchy recently and haven't written anything for a long time. Yang Donghe laughed, "Thesis style, you have to admit, I'm better, right?"
Identify
In terms of women's fate, I'm better than you, you have to admit it
Disagree
With my charm, Miss Liao can be loved by just one letter. You will agree with it at that time, so don’t worry. Yang Donghe seems very confident about his love letter level.
I want to review what you wrote, don't scare people. I am a serious person, Miss Liao is also a good girl. Although Wu Xuan said that, he was not afraid that Yang Donghe was charming, and he really flirted with Miss Liao. He has experienced Yang Donghe's ability to soak up girls. He can scare the girl away in just a few words. He was afraid that he would talk nonsense, which shocked Miss Liao.
Good girl Ah, it's so honest. I'm a little envious of you, and there's also a female pen pal. Yang Donghe's face is full of envy, but his mouth is unforgivable. Could it be a big man who snatched his feet, right? Have you ever seen her photos?
Why do I want her photo? It's not about falling in love or making friends. Besides, you underestimate me too much. With the words, I can feel that Miss Liao must be a big beauty. Wu Xuan firmly believes in this. In the past year, he can appreciate the charm of Miss Liao hidden behind the letter paper. It's a mysterious feeling.
Miss Liao didn't talk much, just a few words, and there was arrogance and nobility between the lines. Wu Xuan felt that this was because she was studying at the police academy.
Okay, it’s not that I don’t believe you, Miss Liao, will eventually abandon you ruthlessly. At that time, you must accept defeat. Yang Donghe looked at the textbook flipping on the table and suddenly remembered that there will be an exam tomorrow. Oh, there will be an exam tomorrow. I haven’t read the book yet. He stood up, picked up the book, flipping it quickly, and asked: Where did you see it?
Almost halfway through it, just recite it again at night. Wu Xuan folded the letter, carefully stuffed it into the envelope, and put it in the inner pocket of the outer garment
Yang Donghe closed the book and seemed to be confident. Although he didn't study hard, his test scores were always higher than Wu Xuan. This always made Wu Xuan feel angry. After the exam tomorrow, Peng Fengyun said he would invite us to the bar to play. Did you go there?
I went there, Senior Peng will bring his girlfriend from another place tomorrow. I heard that she is very beautiful, how could I not go and see it?
What girlfriend Ah, just a netizen. Yang Donghe said disdainfully that he often changed girlfriends with his senior and fellow villager Peng Fengyun, who was about to graduate from their class, was a little envious and a little contemptuous. However, the girl named Xiaoqi is really beautiful. I have seen photos
Xiaoqi? Wu Xuan thought he had heard this name, and he lowered his head and muttered, Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, who is this? Alas? It turned out to be it, the little fat cat wearing a red sweater, also called Xiaoqi
Words of the author
Time jumps to two years after tomb robbery
In connection with the tomb robbery incident, it has been explained in the conversation between Liao Xuecun and Lin Bomin that there is such a person who can interpret ancient Chinese texts.
The ancient characters here are obviously those in the ancient tomb
Under the dark side, the full moon just showed half of her smiling face
At the end of a quiet tree-lined avenue, the gate of the boys' dormitory is hidden behind the neat osmanthus tree on the side of the road.
At this moment, in a quiet room, the desk lamp on the desk radiated a glimmer of light
After dinner, Wu Xuan started writing under the lamp. Hello, Miss Liao, he wrote, I have to take the exam recently, so I was a few days late for replying. I was very helpless. I thank him. He leaned on the desk, supported his cheeks with his fingers, fiddled with his pen, and talked to himself. Thank you, is this not sincere enough? Or is it better to be very sorry?
He is not careful about the details, but he has been considering some subtle words for a long time recently.
He was addicted to his fantasy, and a pure and beautiful girl appeared in his mind, reading the letter he received with a flushed face.
He put down his pen and said that the words she sent recently had several repetitions from the previous ones, which was becoming more and more interesting. Maybe I could find something else
The light shone on Wu Xuan's handsome face, and when he thought of Miss Liao's smiling expression, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.
In a letter yesterday, Ms. Liao said that she did not live in the school dormitory, but rented it outside the police officer's school and was with a cat.
Although these exchanges are very ordinary, they have extraordinary significance for Wu Xuan, because this is the first time Miss Liao reveals some of her life details to him
Several roommates were invited by the dormitory diagonally opposite to play cards, and the usual noisy four-person room became particularly lonely
On the wooden desk in the middle of the room, at his elbow, he opened a half-old textbook "Introduction to Logic Political Science" with many wavy lines on the pages, and some annotations were neatly written next to it.
That is one of the main subjects of political science, and the contents to be tested tomorrow morning, but now Wu Xuan's attention is not at all on this book
Police School, Oh, will Miss Liao wear that serious uniform in the future? Isn’t it just a policeman after graduating from the police school? A female policeman smiled awkwardly, feeling that her insight had declined. Only now can I realize the source of some of the characteristics of Miss Liao’s writing. It turns out that she is from the police school.
In his heart, Miss Liao really coincided with the image of a mighty female policeman at this time.
While she was writing a reply, a fat yellow cat lay on her knees, wearing a red sweater, Miss Liao said that the cat was called Xiaoqi, very skinny, especially sexy, will the cat be very stinky? Miss Liao suddenly appeared in front of Wu Xuan, and there was the fat and cute cat curled up in her beautiful bend of her hand. Alas, what's there! She is just a pen pal, so why bother to be self-indulgent? Wu Xuan said to herself
He picked up his pen again, continued to write, and received the letter. I have to spend some time studying the words this time. I have found similar characters in the celestial text, and there seems to be traces of evolution between them. I think this should be a clever method. He wrote on a piece of letter paper with a pen in the square of the characters. Many of the ancient characters your brother has obtained have never appeared. I checked the latest archaeological data and had no records. It is really surprising. However, Miss Liao, please rest assured, I have my own method to decipher it.
Wu Xuan and this distant pen pal, Miss Liao, have been communicating some strange ancient characters back and forth like this for more than a year.
It was one day last spring, and he received a letter from a man named Liao Xuecun from Haojing City.
This Liao Xuecun and Wu Xuan met once
More than two years ago, when Wu Xuan first entered Xiangnan University of Political Science and Law, he had studied ancient characters since he was a child, so he got the opportunity to follow his linguistics teacher to Qingchuan to attend an academic exchange meeting.
At that exchange meeting, he met his teacher's classmate Liao Xuecun, a history teacher
Both of them were interested in the ancient god kingdom and the ancient characters at that time, so they had a great time talking and were quite speculative.
However, after the exchange meeting, I didn't contact each other anymore, and the relationship gradually faded
So Wu Xuan was a little surprised when he received this letter from Teacher Liao.
Teacher Liao copied dozens of ancient characters in the letter, saying that he should use it when writing an archaeological paper, so he could help decipher the meaning of these characters.
During that time, Wu Xuan was not busy with his studies and was just a little free, so he started to study it curiously
After he looked at these ancient characters carefully, he realized that things were not simple, and he became very interested.
These strange characters make Wu Xuan feel familiar
At first glance, they are somewhat similar to the ancient god kingdom of qinwen more than two thousand years ago, but when you look closely, they are very different.
Obviously, this is an ancient text that cannot be interpreted at present
He remembered that when he talked to Teacher Liao about Qinwen's grammar, he once talked about an ancient saying that was passed down in the Wu family since ancient times. This mysterious language was recorded in a secret book. He told Liao Xuecun that it might be the butterfly text that had long been lost in the same era as Qinwen.
Teacher Liao didn't know where he got these ancient characters. He probably thought these were butterfly words, so he sent them to him for interpretation.
Because the secret letter from the Wu family is too old, many of the contents are difficult to verify and interpret.
According to the ancestors of Wu, it was an ancient butterfly text used for sacrifices in the Kingdom of God more than two thousand years ago
Why did this mysterious and ancient language be secretly circulated in the Wu family? Neither grandfather nor father told him, but just told him to study it carefully. This was explained by ancestors from generation to generation
After checking and verifying several ancient Chinese texts from Teacher Liao’s letters one by one, although they are not exactly the same, they can clearly feel that this is the ancient Chinese language of the same system.
He searched through linguistic research literature and archaeological achievements in recent years, but found no records of these words at all
He felt more and more strange. How did Liao Xuecun get these peerless ancient characters?
However, he was not very concerned about the origin of these words, so he didn't ask, but was very interested in analyzing these ancient things
He spent two days looking for various materials, combined with family-born writing knowledge, and soon got an answer and replied to the result to Teacher Liao.
A few days later, Teacher Liao sent him another letter and gave him some new ancient texts, and then he deciphered them as usual.
After a few times like this, from one point, the person who wrote the letter became a girl
The girl claimed to be Teacher Liao's sister, and like Wu Xuan, she was in the junior year of Haojing.
As the letters continued to communicate back and forth, the two soon became a pair of pen friends.
Wu Xuan slowly regarded Miss Liao as his virtual girlfriend and expressed his feelings. He almost talked about everything. Miss Liao usually just listened to the guidance.
Letters have changed from one week to one round trip every few days
In addition to talking about various topics of concern in each letter, as usual, we have to decipher some ancient texts.
These ancient texts are often scattered, as if they were deliberately broken up and interrupted. Although Wu Xuan felt a little strange, he also enjoyed it.
Last time I mentioned you to Senior Peng. Senior asked you for your name, but I couldn't answer it, but he made fun of him. Wu Xuan hesitated for a moment and wrote, "We have been pen pals for so long, but I don't know Miss Liao's name yet. Do I have the honor to know it?" I said hello to Xiaoqi on my behalf, and I wanted to see the red sweater on it as always. I think it must be very interesting. It must be very warm and beautiful."
Hello, hey, Miss Liao is here! The door was pushed open with force, and a classmate with a little dark skin walked in, shook his head and shook his feet, looking rash.
Wu Xuan frowned, fearing that he would see his letter, so he covered his hand and looked up and asked indifferently: What are you doing? Don’t play cards anymore?
I came to see my Miss Liao Ah, and I knew you were writing a love letter again. He walked to Wu Xuan, there were too many people there, messy, and then sat aside casually, and it was more interesting to accompany you, although I knew you would definitely not like me to appear, haha, he squeezed his eyes and said with a smile, pretending to know everything, and he was in control.
Yang Donghe slept on Wu Xuan's upper bed. He was born with a natural optimism. He often had some strange ideas, which always made Wu Xuan's eyes shine.
But most of the time, this person is very tangled, for example, now
Wu Xuan was a little helpless, put down his pen, stretched, and said: You know I don’t like it, so I won’t play Ah a few more times!
I am very interested in your Miss Liao. I always have to read her letter. Yang Donghe spreads his thick black hands to Wu Xuan. The thick pores on the back of his hands made these hands look like a farmer's shadow.
He shook his hand, made a gesture of handing over honestly, and gave me her letter
What?
The letter from your female pen pal Yang Donghe has a serious face, his eyes are like an arrow, staring at Wu Xuan.
Why do you want to leave it to you? It's my pen friend
You promised me that I should write this reply! If you don’t show me the letter, how can I write it?
When will I promise your Ah? Wu Xuan pretended to be surprised. Last time he mentioned this sentence. Besides, I have finished writing the reply.
Wow... You don't even tell me your trust, Wu Xuan, remember it. Yang Donghe said hatefully, "You don't even think about reading my next stop novel."
Wu Xuan smiled, that's not OK. I've been waiting for the next chapter for a long time. I want to give my opinions on the direction of those characters.
Yang Donghe is also a well-known person in school. His latest works are often circulated by those students.
Recently, he is writing a magical realism work, and sometimes he will refer to some opinions from Wu Xuan.
It's a very good work, and it's obviously going to cause a sensation
OK, okay Wu Xuan spread his hands, he couldn't help saying: Next time, I have finished writing this reply, you see, he took away his hand covering the letter
I've been itchy recently and haven't written anything for a long time. Yang Donghe laughed, "Thesis style, you have to admit, I'm better, right?"
Identify
In terms of women's fate, I'm better than you, you have to admit it
Disagree
With my charm, Miss Liao can be loved by just one letter. You will agree with it at that time, so don’t worry. Yang Donghe seems very confident about his love letter level.
I want to review what you wrote, don't scare people. I am a serious person, Miss Liao is also a good girl. Although Wu Xuan said that, he was not afraid that Yang Donghe was charming, and he really flirted with Miss Liao. He has experienced Yang Donghe's ability to soak up girls. He can scare the girl away in just a few words. He was afraid that he would talk nonsense, which shocked Miss Liao.
Good girl Ah, it's so honest. I'm a little envious of you, and there's also a female pen pal. Yang Donghe's face is full of envy, but his mouth is unforgivable. Could it be a big man who snatched his feet, right? Have you ever seen her photos?
Why do I want her photo? It's not about falling in love or making friends. Besides, you underestimate me too much. With the words, I can feel that Miss Liao must be a big beauty. Wu Xuan firmly believes in this. In the past year, he can appreciate the charm of Miss Liao hidden behind the letter paper. It's a mysterious feeling.
Miss Liao didn't talk much, just a few words, and there was arrogance and nobility between the lines. Wu Xuan felt that this was because she was studying at the police academy.
Okay, it’s not that I don’t believe you, Miss Liao, will eventually abandon you ruthlessly. At that time, you must accept defeat. Yang Donghe looked at the textbook flipping on the table and suddenly remembered that there will be an exam tomorrow. Oh, there will be an exam tomorrow. I haven’t read the book yet. He stood up, picked up the book, flipping it quickly, and asked: Where did you see it?
Almost halfway through it, just recite it again at night. Wu Xuan folded the letter, carefully stuffed it into the envelope, and put it in the inner pocket of the outer garment
Yang Donghe closed the book and seemed to be confident. Although he didn't study hard, his test scores were always higher than Wu Xuan. This always made Wu Xuan feel angry. After the exam tomorrow, Peng Fengyun said he would invite us to the bar to play. Did you go there?
I went there, Senior Peng will bring his girlfriend from another place tomorrow. I heard that she is very beautiful, how could I not go and see it?
What girlfriend Ah, just a netizen. Yang Donghe said disdainfully that he often changed girlfriends with his senior and fellow villager Peng Fengyun, who was about to graduate from their class, was a little envious and a little contemptuous. However, the girl named Xiaoqi is really beautiful. I have seen photos
Xiaoqi? Wu Xuan thought he had heard this name, and he lowered his head and muttered, Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, who is this? Alas? It turned out to be it, the little fat cat wearing a red sweater, also called Xiaoqi
Words of the author
Time jumps to two years after tomb robbery
In connection with the tomb robbery incident, it has been explained in the conversation between Liao Xuecun and Lin Bomin that there is such a person who can interpret ancient Chinese texts.
The ancient characters here are obviously those in the ancient tomb
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