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Chapter 420 Ancient Culture Exhibition

After the middle-aged man left, only Song Jiang and Ah Fu were left with big eyes and small eyes. In the end, Ah Fu climbed up to the counter first, picked up the note and sniffed it, and said, "Although Ah Fu doesn't know the above words, but you can smell that the note is at least a thousand years old."

Song Jiang was a little surprised when he heard it, "Can you smell this?"

Ah Fu said proudly, "Who am I? Things related to paper and ink can still stump my little Ah Fu?!"

"Don't you still not understand the words on it?" Song Jiang said with a curled lip.

After hearing this, Ah Fu said loudly, "Brother, I am only a few hundred years old, and this piece of paper is a thousand years old, okay?! There are many civilizations in human beings that have not been passed down. I am afraid that this kind of writing was not born before me. It has already disappeared in the long river of history." He still did not forget to tease Song Jiangdao when he said this, "Talking about the long river of history to a human being like you who has only lived for more than 20 years is really playing the piano."

Song Jiang looked at Ah Fu, who was only a few years old, and put on an old pedantic posture, so he couldn't help giving him a brainstorm and said, "Isn't it true that you don't know fart?!"

Ah Fu rubbed his head, and said aggrievedly, "I can still smell the year of the paper, can you? Don't you still have to ask Shengjun?!"

Thinking of Meng Zhe, Song Jiang became angry. Even though he knew that if Meng Zhe and Lao Xu disappeared together, he must have gone somewhere to level up and fight monsters. After all, some level of beasts took him to catch them. Somewhat cumbersome.

But what makes Song Jiang angry is that no matter where Meng Zhe goes, at least let him know, not just tell him that I'm going out for a while, and then I won't be able to contact him for a few days and nights...

Early the next morning, Meng Zhe and Lao Xu walked into the library exhausted. When they saw Song Jiang and Ah Fu, their expressions were somewhat unnatural, but Meng Zhe quickly adjusted his state and said, "You are also here Woolen cloth?"

Song Jiang said angrily after hearing this, "Isn't this nonsense? If I don't come, I can't just leave Ah Fu to look at the library alone?!"

Although Ah Fu didn't dare to protest too clearly, he muttered in a low voice, "If Song Jiang hadn't come over, I wouldn't have had anything to eat."

After hearing this, Lao Xu immediately smoothed things over and said, "Shengjun and I have something to do these days, so I just forgot about Xiao Fu, and I promise I won't do it next time!"

Song Jiang saw that everyone was back, so he didn't want to continue entanglement on this topic, so he quickly took out the note that the weirdo sent last night and said, "Please help me to see what is written on it?!"

Meng Zhe took a look at the note, then frowned and said, "This kind of writing is too old, it looks familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it for a while."

After Meng Zhe finished speaking, he handed the note to Lao Xu, and the latter glanced at it and said, "If I remember correctly, this kind of writing should come from an ancient ethnic group called Sariyan who had long been extinct thousands of years ago. , but it’s a pity that I just recognized that this is a text created by the Sariyan tribe, but I can’t understand what the content is.”

At this moment, Meng Zhe felt a bit of resentment on the note, so he asked in a deep voice, "Where did this thing come from?!"

After Song Jiang heard this, he recounted the events of last night in detail. Meng Zhe said angrily, "Why are you so meddling in other matters?! There is a message from thousands of years ago on this note." The resentment of the undead, this kind of thing is very unfriendly to mortals."

After hearing this, Song Jiang explained, "He just wanted to ask for help...it doesn't look like there is any evil."

But Meng Zhe snorted lightly and said, "You don't even know what kind of help they asked you to do, so you dare to agree easily? What if you can't help this kind of help? Have you ever thought about getting into any trouble because of it?! "

Song Jiang was also a little confused when he heard it. He didn't think much about it at the time. He just saw the other party's shabby clothes and his tongue was cut off. Trying to help him as much as I can...

Seeing that Song Jiang didn't say anything, Meng Zhe wondered if his words were too harsh?So he sighed, "Let's talk about it when that guy comes tonight. I'll see if there is any other way to communicate with him."

Unexpectedly, several people waited all night and didn't see that strange person appear, but Song Jiang felt that the other party didn't look like a person who broke his promise, and his expression was quite eager at that time, so he shouldn't miss the appointment, right? !

Because the other party did not show up for a long time, and no one among Song Jiang and the others could recognize the words on the note, Song Jiang had no choice but to take a photo of the note and post it on the Internet to see if anyone could recognize the content on it...

Originally, Song Jiang didn't give much hope, but a few days later, when he was looking through the comments under the post, he accidentally saw someone replying to him, "I saw the text on it at an ancient cultural exhibition before. It's in the Art Museum near Wenhua Road, but these two days should have ended."

Song Jiang saw that the art gallery was just near the library, out of curiosity, he decided to go there with Meng Zhe, and they learned from the staff that the art gallery had indeed had such an exhibition before, but among them Most of the exhibits are imitations, and the exhibition has ended in a few days.

When Song Jiang saw the end of the exhibition, it turned out to be the day after he saw the strange man. That is to say, the reason why the other party did not come to the appointment was most likely because he himself was a ghost attached to a certain exhibit. The organizer took the exhibit away, and naturally also took away the ghost on it.

After hearing this, Song Jiang quickly took out the note and asked, "Which exhibit has similar words on it?"

The other party took the note and looked at it carefully and said, "It seems that there is such a strange text on an ancient painting, but those things are imitations, so the text on it may have been plagiarized from other places."

Song Jiang asked curiously when he heard it, "What kind of ancient painting is it?! What are the paintings on it?"

The other party thought for a while and said, "It's the kind of painting that looks old and dark yellow, and it's not made of paper, it seems to be made of some kind of animal leather. As for the content on it... It seems that the painting is made of some kind of The totem of a tribe, and I can't tell what kind of animal it is, in short, it looks like an eagle and a wolf."

After the two left the art gallery, Song Jiang looked at the note in his hand and said, "The other party treasures this note very much. Even if I can't help you, I want to give it back to him..."

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