After confirming that the jade plate had something to do with the sword of Emperor Ming, Zhuang Lin became more energetic and looked forward to the other words on the jade plate.

"In the year 10866 of the Loulan calendar, the national master Mandu passed away. Natural disasters struck from time to time. According to the master's destiny, Mandu's body was used to feed the emperor's sword to the north of the imperial capital and south of the Tianhe River, at the center of the Demon Sealing Valley." Kong Qinghua

Read it word for word.

Zhuang Lin, who was sitting next to him, listened carefully to Kong Qinghua's translation of the words on the jade plate. When he heard the age of Loulan calendar 10866, he was a little confused.

The Mandu mentioned on this jade plate is obviously the Minghuang imperial advisor who left a strong mark during the Minghuang period. According to some Chinese documents, Mandu assisted the Minghuang for forty years, and he appeared in the Minghuang

When I was around him, he was already an old man in his sixties.

Not to mention how old Mandu was when he appeared in China. After he returned to the west and returned to the Loulan Dynasty with the Ming Emperor's sword, he lived in Loulan for another four hundred years, and then in 10866 of the Loulan calendar

passed away.

In this way, this Mandu passed away. It is conservatively estimated that he lived for five hundred years, which seems to be no shorter than the lives of those powerful monks in the Chinese secret realm.

Sometimes natural disasters strike. With the destiny of the master, I use the body of Mandu to feed the emperor's sword to the north of the imperial capital, south of the Tianhe River, and in the center of the Demon-Sealed Valley. These few sentences clearly express the relationship between the kings.

whereabouts.

With Mandu's body, the emperor's sword was fed back. In other words, the king's sword was buried with Mandu. As long as Mandu's tomb is found, the king's sword is also found.

After Mandu died, he was buried to the north of Loulan City and south of the Tianhe River, and in a valley called the Demon-Sealing Valley.

He had seen the ancient map near the ancient Loulan capital in the Guixu tile he got in the southwest, and asked Kong Qinghua to help draw it. On it, there was a big river to the north of the ancient Loulan city. It should be

It is the so-called Tianhe.

As for whether there is such a Demon Sealed Valley between the capital and Tianhe, he has no impression.

He hurriedly dug out the map of Ancient Loulan that he had drawn from the medicine garden, laid it flat on the bed, found the location of the capital of Ancient Loulan on it, and searched carefully in the northern area.

On the map, to the north of Loulan City and to the south of the Tianhe River, there is a valley marked, but it is not one valley, there are three. There is no way to determine which valley is the one mentioned in the jade plate.

valley.

However, as long as the approximate location of the king's sword is determined, the subsequent work will be much simpler. However, this requires him to go to the Loulan Desert in person to find the whereabouts of the ancient city of Loulan.

Taking a deep breath to calm down, Zhuang Lin sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the jade plate in Kong Qinghua's hand.

For some reason, he always had the feeling that there seemed to be a pair of invisible hands controlling everything behind his back, guiding him to Guloulan.

First there was the magical ring in his hand, then there was the tile that suddenly appeared, and the images in the tile, and now, another jade plate suddenly appeared, and the final destination turned out to be the ancient city of Loulan.

What's even more coincidental is that the woman he wants to protect is actually proficient in the ancient Loulan script, and every time he encounters the key Loulan script records, she is always by his side.

All these coincidences made him wonder whether it was a coincidence or someone did it deliberately. But if someone was secretly controlling it, then this person would be a bit too scary.

"Huh, are you hungry? I'll let them prepare lunch." After taking a breath, he looked up at Kong Qinghua and asked softly.

"Well, I'm a little hungry." Kong Qinghua nodded and responded softly.

…

It’s still on the Yanda campus, and it’s still in the cultural research center.

At this time, in an office on the first floor of the Cultural Research Center, Professor Zhou Tianhong was sitting there with his head lowered, minding his own business, without saying a word. It seemed that he was in a very bad mood.

Opposite Zhou Tianhong, there was a wooden chair, and sitting on it was an old man in his sixties, wearing a Chinese tunic suit. The hair on his head was very smooth, and he looked very energetic.

"Old Zhou, why are you so stubborn? The deciphering of Loulan script is a major event that will last forever. This huge credit cannot be monopolized by just one or two people. Academicians Zhang and Li can be said to be well-known at home and abroad.

, Now, they just want to gain another good reputation when they retreat, can't you even satisfy them with this small wish?" The old man in Mao suit persuaded Zhou Tianhong earnestly.

"Haha, really? They just want to gain a good reputation? If you try to deceive a three-year-old child, I'm afraid even a three-year-old child won't believe it. As far as I can see, they don't want to gain a good reputation at all.

Instead, pick the fruits and take this great credit into their arms." Zhou Tianhong slowly raised his head and sneered.

"I think they want to be the second Champollion, want to wear laurel crowns on their heads, and let people all over the world sing their praises for their great achievements."

Zhou Tianhong was already furious. At this time, he didn't care about the impact or not. He vomited out all the words in his heart in one breath.

"Zhou Tianhong, what kind of attitude do you have? Your current thinking is very problematic. What kind of second Champollion? As far as I can see, you really want to be the second Champollion." Seeing Zhou Tianhong, he didn't care at all.

To save his face, the old man also put on a serious face and shouted sternly.

"Haha, have I told the truth and touched your sore spot? I've left my words here. If you want to get something for nothing, if you want to pick fruits, go ahead and daydream about the blue sky." Looking at the old man who changed his face,

Zhou Tianhong sneered again.

"Zhou Tianhong, is it because of you that Kong Qinghua didn't come today?" The old man in Chinese tunic suit looked at Zhou Tianhong who was sneering. His expression changed again. He stood up suddenly and asked loudly.

"Hmph, you think too highly of me. Miss Kong is a proud daughter of heaven, so how could she be instigated by an old man like me? Besides, I have been staying here since yesterday, and there has been no

How can I instruct her after talking to anyone on the phone?" Zhou Tianhong glanced at him disdainfully and said coldly.

"Old Zheng, I have been a friend for so many years. I would like to advise you one last time, don't be obsessed by ghosts. There are some things that you cannot touch casually, and there are some people that you cannot provoke. Otherwise, I will wait for you.

It will be an abyss of eternal destruction." With these words, Zhou Tianhong lowered his voice slightly and his tone became much calmer.

After saying this, he stopped talking, simply closed his eyes and rested there.

Looking at Zhou Tianhong with his eyes closed, the old man in Mao suit frowned, and the expression on his face changed for the better. Finally, he snorted coldly and left the office angrily.
Chapter completed!