"Ling Yu, you're here, the professor is waiting for you inside."

Yao Jingya, who had just come out of the office with a folder in her arms, stopped and smiled at Ling Yu.

"Well, Sister Xiaoya, I'll treat you to dinner at noon, and you'll be rewarded!"

Ling Yu walked to Yao Jingya and said with a smile.

A faint fragrance floated into my nose. It smelled very good, not like perfume, but the purest body fragrance.

He has always admired Sister Xiaoya's body fragrance, which is a pure natural fragrance that gives people a very exciting feeling.

Maybe because of work, Miss Xiaoya was not dressed up carefully today, but her pure face had a more attractive aftertaste, which complemented the body fragrance perfectly.

Yao Jingya was looked at by Ling Yu's eyes and felt both shy and sweet. She nodded lightly and said, "Well, hurry in!"

"Ling Yu, why did you only invite Sister Ya? Are you ignoring us?"

"Yes, we want it too!"

"Sister Ya, you can't go alone. You have to bring a few of us with you, otherwise what will happen if Ling Yu eats you?"

Other people's teasing sounds came from the side.

"Do what you have to do, don't make noises!"

A blush appeared on Yao Jingya's cheeks, and she scolded.

"Everyone, I'm sorry for this at noon. I'll treat you to a big meal at the Kebi Sheng Restaurant in the evening. Sister Xiaoya, what do you think?"

Ling Yu blinked at Yao Jingya and then flashed into the office.

Everyone immediately cheered in unison, Kebi Sheng is a large restaurant, and a meal costs a lot of money.

Yao Jingya, on the other hand, was thin-skinned and turned red all of a sudden. She secretly spat at Ling Yu's back.

Professor Wang's office is very much like an expo, with several glass cabinets containing many things excavated from various ruins, as well as various documents and materials.

One wall is covered with many enlarged color photos, all of which are photos of rubbing samples.

Professor Wang was standing in front of a color photo with his hands behind his back, looking at it.

"Xiaoyu, you're here. Come and take a look. There are a few things here that I haven't been able to figure out."

Seeing Ling Yu come in, Wang Wenwu waved quickly.

"This is a witchcraft spell... In layman's terms, it is: Ask the Lord of Wufeng Mountain, there are 2,148 male and 2,736 female guardian tribes in the Wuli Temple.

The people of the witches, sincerely offering sacrifices and worshiping, now offer eight young boys, eight young girls, eight strong men, and eight strong women, offering blood sacrifices from all directions..."

Ling Yu looked at the blurry symbols on the enlarged photo, and his mind was filled with happiness. Countless scenes appeared in his mind. In a flash, many symbols were separated from these scenes, and at the same time, he knew the meaning, and even

He also knows how to pronounce the mantra.

If it were before, he would definitely only have a very small part.

Even his great-grandfather knew very few witchcraft. The main reason was that the witchcraft was lost too seriously. The most serious thing was that witchcraft was rarely recorded and could only be passed down orally by wizards.

"It's great that you were able to translate them all. Haha, I feel relieved with you here. Alas, the main reason is that there is too little information to find. I have found several more famous wizards, and they also

Always push back."

Wang Wenwu's face was full of surprise, knowing that he still underestimated Ling Yu.

Ling Yu smiled and said: "This is normal. Things like witchcraft are secret. It is a unique skill of wizards. It must be passed down to their apprentices."

Let's just say that although his great grandfather taught him some witchcraft, they were only the simplest and superficial ones, and more profound ones were impossible unless Ling Yu was willing to be his apprentice.

"I know it too, but that's why I want to sort out things about witch culture. This is the cultural essence left by the witch tribe. If it continues like this, it may be completely lost and become history. Based on your opinion,

If you understand shaman culture, you must help me with this."

Wang Wenwu sighed.

"Don't worry, Professor, I will do my best to help you complete such a task."

Ling Yu nodded and said.

If it were before, he might not agree, after all, there is only so much in his head.

Things are different now. With the large amount of memory information stored in the consciousness light group, it is not impossible to restore every bit of witch culture.

"With your words, I feel relieved."

Wang Wenwu finally showed a smile on his face.

Next, Wang Wenwu assigned Ling Yu a task, which was to translate the meaning of the rubbings of witchcraft and witchcraft.

This couldn't be easier for Ling Yu.

Sitting on a desk, Ling Yu placed all the rubbing papers in front of him. They were covered with strange and vague symbols. If an ordinary person looked at them, he would definitely have a headache, but Ling Yu had that

The memorized information becomes more intimate and familiar the more I look at it, it seems that my consciousness is following that memory back to the Stone Age thousands of years ago...

Ling Yu translates very quickly. If you don't know better, you might think he is translating ancient Chinese!

A teacup was placed on the table. Ling Yu raised his head and saw that it was Yao Jingya. He smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoya, thank you!"

"You translate so quickly. Hey, what is this?"

Yao Jingya stood beside her and looked at a piece of paper. In addition to the strange red witchcraft characters, there were also many translated black Chinese characters written on it. Behind these witchcraft characters, there was a bracket with blue words written inside.

Colorful Chinese characters, but I don’t understand the meaning of these blue Chinese characters, and they are very awkward and weird to read.

When she bent over, her hair fell down and touched Ling Yu's face. It was tickling, but the fragrance made Ling Yu think about it. He glanced sideways at the plump breasts that were close to him. Ling Yu quickly withdrew his eyes and said, "It's indecent."

Don’t look at it!

Ling Yu explained with a smile: "These are the pronunciations of the Malay characters that I annotated with Chinese characters, just like we used to learn English, but the reading is more awkward and obscure. Only after a long period of reading can I understand the Malay characters one by one.

Connected into a witchcraft, you may not believe it. According to common sense, a Chinese character has only one syllable, and there are only more than 400 basic syllables in tens of thousands of Chinese characters. However, witchcraft is different, it has four syllables.

To read a shamanic text, four sounds must be changed. For a simple shamanic incantation, the syllable conversion becomes extremely complicated..."

"So that's it. You are so awesome. You can translate such complicated witchcraft and you can even read it. Hehe, I don't know why the wizards at that time created such complicated witchcraft. Wouldn't it be simpler?

"

Yao Jingya said with a hint of admiration in her tone.

There are very few people that she can admire. It can be seen that Ling Yu's understanding of shaman culture has completely convinced her.

She tried to recite a shaman in her mind, but found that it was too labor-intensive to convert, and her tongue needed to be particularly flexible. One shaman might not be difficult, but two or three connected together, she simply couldn't convert it, and instead had trouble

A feeling of suffocation and depression in the buttocks.

"This witch text is not an ordinary text in circulation. It belongs to the witch god in the witch tribe. If even ordinary people can read it, what is so mysterious about it? The reason why wizards can gain the supreme status in the tribe is because of communication.

The shamanic writings of the shaman god are in their hands, and other ordinary shamans will only fear them even more."

Ling Yu chuckled lightly.

"That's right. This is a translation. I'll take it and take a look first. You can do your work!"

Yao Jingya picked up the piece of paper, smiled at Ling Yu, and walked out of the office.

Ling Yu looked at her leaving figure, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, picked up the teacup, and drank.

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