Yao Jingya is a girl with a delicate mind. As soon as she saw Ling Yu's words and expression, she knew that he was trying to avoid it, and she immediately stopped entangled in the matter.

The meal lasted for nearly an hour, and we talked while eating, covering a wide range of topics. Yao Jingya even brought up the Wuxi August 25 gun case, which has been making a lot of noise recently.

Ling Yu was secretly proud that he controlled this case by himself.

It's a pity that I can't tell anyone, it's really a pity!

After paying the bill, the two returned to the campus and walked around again. They returned to the research laboratory around 1:30 in the afternoon.

As soon as he entered the door, Ling Yu felt that the atmosphere was not right. There was a faint sound of fierce quarrels in Professor Wang's office, and several graduate students such as Wang Xiangyu were struggling and crowded outside the door to eavesdrop.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

Ling Yu walked over and patted Wang Xiangyu on the shoulder.

"Hush, that old man Lin is quarreling with the professor again."

Wang Xiangyu laughed in a low voice.

"Who is Old Man Lin?" Ling Yu asked doubtfully.

"Who else? Of course it's another professor from our archeology department. This old man Lin also studies shaman culture. Last time he competed with our professor for the archaeological qualification of the site. This time he came to ask for original data. I guess he

It was because of their differences in studying the witchcraft cultural system that they got into a quarrel."

Wang Xiangyu curled his lips and said with some disdain.

"Oh, what do you mean by the shaman cultural system?"

Ling Yu knew too little about the archaeological world of shaman culture.

"This brings us to the two research systems in the field of witch culture in the Chinese archaeological community. One is the Zhang Qian witch culture system. Zhang Qian was a very famous female witch culture research expert more than 30 years ago.

After more than 40 years of archaeological verification, a special witch culture system has been sorted out, which is used as an authoritative reference research material by many witch culture research experts. The basis of our professor's research is this Zhang Qian witch culture system. The other is

In the Wulingshan system, an archaeological team composed of famous archaeological experts excavated the Wulingshan site, the largest shamanic culture site, more than ten years ago. After several years of research, it was determined that Wulingshan was the birthplace of shamanic culture, and

Based on this, the Zhang Qian witchcraft cultural system was completely overturned, and Professor Lin was a member of this archaeological team."

Yao Jingya in the back answered the question for Wang Xiangyu.

"No wonder. The two people study different systems, so all kinds of irreconcilable contradictions will naturally occur, just like religious beliefs."

Ling Yu thought in his heart.

Bang!

At this moment, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open. Professor Wang stood at the door angrily, staring and said: "Where is Ling Yu, has Ling Yu arrived..."

Everyone present turned their heads and looked at Ling Yu behind him.

Professor Wang then discovered Ling Yu and said happily: "Ah, Xiaoyu, you're back, come in quickly." He pulled Ling Yu in and then closed the door with a bang.

Wang Xiangyu and the others who were just about to follow him were left feeling depressed.

In Professor Wang's office, a short and fat old man was sitting on a chair, his nostrils pointing upward, a look of disdain on his face, as arrogant as he could be.

"Are you Ling Yu? Did you translate these?"

The old man squinted at Ling Yu, then tapped a pile of papers on the table with a finger as thick as a carrot, and said in a strange tone.

No matter how he heard it, Ling Yu felt that the voice was harsh. Seeing that he was an old professor, he nodded honestly and said: "Yes."

"Hmph, is there anyone who can translate like you? I really don't know what to say."

Old man Lin suddenly stood up and said extremely angrily.

That expression seemed to indicate that Ling Yu had made some unforgivable mistake, and Ling Yu must be reprimanded.

Ling Yu was stunned. Did the old man take the wrong medicine?

Before Ling Yu could argue, Professor Wang was irritated. He slammed the table and shouted, "Old man Lin, don't bring your tricks to me."

The people eavesdropping outside were startled.

But Old Man Lin sat down slowly and sneered: "What's wrong with my approach? That's an international standard. Old Man Wang, your approach can only mislead others. Now it's ridiculous to let a young boy

Translating such important shamanic materials, what do you think of shaman culture? Is it because your skills are not good enough, or is your so-called Zhang Qian shaman cultural system itself wrong, or is it because you want to commit fraud?"

"You..." Professor Wang was so angry that he was furious at what he said, but he didn't know how to refute.

Hearing such harsh words, the arrogance in Ling Yu's heart was also aroused. So what if he is young? What qualifications and fame are there? None of it is important. Talent is the way. He has obtained the memory information of the large consciousness light group and has mastered it.

The essence of witchcraft culture. Who in the world understands witchcraft culture better?

Who else would I be!

Huh, since old man Lin dares to look down on me so much, I want you to argue today to see how much of the essence of witch culture your so-called Wu Lingshan system has captured.

"Haha, Professor Lin, I would like to ask, in your opinion, are there any errors in my Malay translation?"

Ling Yu pulled Professor Wang's sleeve, winked, and then asked Old Man Lin with a smile.

Professor Wang was still very excited. He sat casually on a chair and glared at Old Man Lin.

"Hmph, there are at least 30% errors. As for the other 60% or 70%, that's even more nonsense. Even I can only translate 35%, but you, a college student, can't

If it can be translated, why do we need professors and experts to study witchcraft culture?"

Old man Lin looked at Ling Yu with a cold face and said sarcastically.

Ling Yu's stomach was about to explode with anger. The old man could only translate 35% of feelings, and even 30% of them were wrong. He dared to doubt the other 100% he translated.

Seventy is nonsense, what is this old man thinking?

"Professor Lin, you can only translate 35%, why can you say that the rest are errors? Your skeptical thoughts are overgeneralization and run counter to the concept of modern scientific research!"

Ling Yu sneered, tit for tat.

"You, you, you dare to teach me a lesson?" Old Man Lin was trembling with anger, glaring at Ling Yu and yelling.

He didn't expect that a young boy like Ling Yu would dare to question him.

When Professor Wang saw that Old Lin was speechless, he immediately added insult to injury and said with a sneer: "Old Lin, Xiaoyu is right. Is this generalization style your so-called research philosophy? You won't be afraid of making people laugh if you say it."

"Wang Wenwu, don't change the subject for me. Do you think any researcher of witchcraft culture in the world can translate all these witchcraft texts? Neither you nor I can, even if we gather all the experts in the world, we can't. Now one person can

A college student can translate everything. Does it mean that all the experts in the world are not as good as a young boy?"

Old man Lin suddenly stood up and banged the table. He became more and more excited as he spoke.

Professor Wang's momentum was suddenly suppressed by Old Man Lin, but he still argued: "Maybe Ling Yu is it?"

"It's impossible for him to translate even the simplest Malay language incorrectly, and all of it. It's really an international joke."

Old man Lin pointed at Ling Yu, laughed loudly, and then said with disdain.

This old man Lin is so abominable that he dares to completely deny his own translation.

Ling Yu suppressed the anger in his heart and smiled softly: "Professor Lin, actually there is a very simple way to judge whether there are errors in the Malay text I translated!"

"How to judge?"

Old Man Lin and Professor Wang were both stunned.

If there was such a method in the world, experts from the two shaman culture research systems would not have been arguing for nearly ten years about which system is authentic.

These things can only be gradually studied and explored based entirely on documentary materials and archaeological sites, and the possibility of completely restoring them is very low.

Therefore, the dispute between these two research systems will continue for a long time.

"Ling Yu, are you kidding me? Is there any way to judge? Unless you can restore the entire history of witch culture."

Old Man Lin sneered, not believing it at all.

Professor Wang was dubious. After all, he had read Ling Yu's translation and found that the research direction was at least 80% consistent with Zhang Qian's research system. Some other aspects were even areas that Zhang Qian's system had not touched.

"A joke? No, although this method of judgment is unscientific, it is very intuitive and allows you to see the real mystery of witchcraft culture. Professor Lin, I wonder how much you know about witchcraft culture? Do you know the inner meaning of witchcraft culture?

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Ling Yu was very confident and smiled.

"Of course we know that witchcraft is the symbolic and divine sounds that make up witchcraft spells. It is the medium through which the wizards of the witch tribe communicate with the witch gods. They can pray for the peace of the tribe and good weather, predict their own misfortunes, and even perform mysterious witchcraft. Of course, these are just

Superstition is a way for wizards to confuse people's minds, and it is unscientific... Ling Yu, you don't want to use some witchcraft to determine the correct surname translated in witchcraft, do you?"

Old man Lin said with a sneer.

"Yes, if you want to perform witchcraft, you can only use the correct witchcraft spells and pronunciation."

Ling Yu saw the increasingly obvious sarcasm on Professor Lin's fat face. Although he was very unhappy, he still suppressed his emotions.

"Hahahaha...Old man Wang, did you hear that this Ling Yu that you value so much wants to perform witchcraft in front of our eyes? I think he is just a wizard who pretends to be a magician."

Old man Lin laughed wildly.

Professor Wang's face turned dark. He didn't believe in the so-called witchcraft. Now he couldn't understand what Ling Yu wanted to do?

"Although I am not a wizard, I can perform witchcraft. Believe it or not, you will find out later. Professor Wang, please call the others in. I can be useful."

A trace of helplessness flashed in Professor Wang's eyes. Now that the matter has come to this, he can only let Ling Yu continue to do it. Since he has confidence, he thinks that some miracle will happen.

Yao Jingya and four others walked in.
To be continued...