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Chapter 223
Chapter 223
As the jade crystal yellow sweet bead was picked off and put into the creation space, the treasure fruit hanging on the branch became more and more solid, and finally turned into a treasure fruit with a round shape like an orange and a topaz-like body. .
There are some shallow strange lines distributed on its surface, just like the lines on the back of a tortoise shell, exuding a strange aura, just like the fire pattern treasure fruit.
Thin colorful halos are made of branches, hanging this precious fruit, and as jade crystals and yellow bead are thrown in, the lines on this precious fruit are also spreading rapidly, becoming more and more fine, and in the end, it is just like the fire pattern precious fruit , forming an extremely miraculous and complicated pattern!
Compared with the fire pattern treasure fruit, the pattern of this turtle pattern treasure fruit is something that Lin Yan can see at a glance, like a pattern of a tortoise holding a stele, riding waves and chasing mountains!
Lin Yan looked at the pattern carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it contained infinite mysteries, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be moving along with the pattern.
This feeling... is somewhat similar to the light and shadow pattern transmitted when accepting the inheritance jade inheritance just now!
However, just like the fire-patterned fruit before, there is a thin invisible but extremely tough barrier that separates him from the patterns on the fruit, making it impossible for him to get up or down. Can't grasp the essence of it.
Opening his eyes, Lin Yan looked around, the light had dimmed a lot, and he had picked almost all the jade crystals and yellow pearls on the surrounding walls.
When he selected, Jingliang followed the order of the yellow grade first, then the mysterious grade, and finally the jade grade.
Even so, to catalyze the turtle-patterned fruit to the same level as the fire-patterned fruit would consume almost all the jade crystals and yellow bead.
Looking around now, in the whole room, there are only seven jade beads, jade crystal yellow wine beads, and some small beads scattered in other places, and some on the top wall that are inconvenient to pick.
Lin Yan picked four of the seven remaining jade beads and put them away, leaving the other three untouched.
The consciousness of the Holy Mother of Guiling urged him to take them all away, but Lin Yan just shook his head and refused.
"Okay, I've already taken it. It's time for you to tell me about the bug fly."
Hearing what he said, the consciousness of the golden ball of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit was also stimulated, showing a solemn look, and sent a series of messages all at once.
"Old Qin, translate, translate."
Lao Qin had always been very curious about the method he used to make the jade crystal yellow bead disappear out of thin air, but Lin Yan didn't say anything.
At this moment, he said sullenly: "The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit said that the magpies are terrifying, frightening, and dangerous... In short, it means being afraid of the magpies."
Lin Yan immediately activated his telepathy, and sent a message to the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit: "What about the weakness of the Flyfly Demon? Habits, living environment, reproduction method, racial characteristics, etc., are there any?"
The golden ball was stuck in the mid-air all of a sudden, there was no movement for a long time, and finally fell to the ground limply, jumped up twice, jumped up again, and sent a message.
Old Qin said speechlessly: "She said that since the main consciousness was sealed, its memory bank has been greatly reduced, and it cannot store too much information, so it cannot answer you.
"However, she can take you to a place where there is a lot of information about the maggot."
Saying that, the golden ball fluttered out again, and flew towards a wall. On that wall, a passage was immediately opened again.
Lin Yan followed, and after another passage of red jade flesh and blood, Lin Yan unexpectedly came to a room that was similar to the space just now, but three or four times larger in size.
The difference is that the room here is obviously not formed naturally. Although the surrounding walls are also made of a gray-white material similar to the back shell, after repairing, a gray-white material similar to bone is used to repair the unevenness, forming a four-dimensional space. Square space.
In the room, there are rows and rows of bookshelves carved and shaped from giant fish bones!
On the pale fishbone bookshelf, there are densely packed old and strange books, all of which are black or gray in color, and the material is not paper at all, but has a texture similar to leather.
Looking around, there are many ancient fish bones and back shell strings hanging on the walls as decorations, and there are even beams on the top. It is obvious that there should be structures on the top, but they can't be seen now.
Under the beam, hung a bronze oil lamp with a different shape, like a turtle with its head raised. It was hung high on the top. It was obviously not in the same style as the small copper lamps seen on the outer office floor.
Lin Yan noticed that everything in this room was covered with a thick layer of dust, and no one had been there for some time.
"Brother, look back, there are words here!"
Lin Yan looked back, and there was a white bone board hanging on the wall behind him, with three characters engraved on it, the handwriting was simple and mysterious, but Lin Yan couldn't recognize it.
"This seems to be written... the library?"
Lao Qin said something, and the golden ball shook, confirming that what Lao Qin said was true.
"Do you recognize these words?"
"Of course I can read. Brother, you can't read?!"
"..."
Lin Yan thought about it, but it's not surprising. Lin Yan had seen it in his previous life. Memory is divided into procedural memory and declarative memory. Recognition of characters is procedural memory, and instinctive inertia will not disappear easily.
The golden ball trembled, and Lin Yan could probably guess that it meant that the information about the flying flies and insects was on those bookshelves.
Lin Yan walked over, leaving a trail of footprints behind him. When he walked up to the bookshelf, he stretched out his hand and waved it slightly, stroking vigorously, wiping away the dust from the books on the first row of the first shelf, and then carefully took out a book. .
This book is a kind of smooth leather, like some kind of shark skin, but it is probably at least 200 years old, curly, old and fragile.
Each book is not thick, only dozens of pages, and the edges are cut rough, and the page covers are nailed with fish bones. It is obvious that each book is handmade.
Lin Yan covered the palm with all his strength to protect it, and then carefully opened it.
There are not only texts in it, but also many pictures. The book in his hand seems to be an illustration book of a certain type of aquatic life. Each page is equipped with pictures and words.
However, the painting style of the pattern is similar to the ancient Shan Hai Jing in the previous life. Most of them are drawn freehand. You can only roughly see what the painting looks like, but what it looks like is not flattering.
"Old Qin, come and see, do you recognize these characters?"
He picked up Lao Qin and put it on top of the book, but he didn't put it down, which would break the book.
"This is about... the devil horned fish, the horns of the head, the meat is delicate and edible, the horn grinding powder can cure fever, irritable, likes cold water, and lives in deep water... that's about it"
Lin Yan asked strangely: "The pronunciation of these words, could it be the language we use now?"
Old Qin asked strangely, "What is the language before now? Are there other languages?"
Lin Yan's heart became more and more weird. In fact, when the old monk Mochizuki spoke to him and he could understand, he felt a little weird.
He can't recognize the characters of the ancient Brahma kingdom, but he can understand the language of the ancient Brahma kingdom?
It is the same until now.
He couldn't understand the words on this ancient book, but the pronunciation of the words was exactly the same as now?
Logically speaking, the inheritance of characters is more stable than the inheritance of languages.
But now, the language has been passed down, but the writing has been updated to a new level instead?
It's as if someone deliberately erased the words of the past...
After turning over two pages, Lin Yan suddenly paused, pointed to the words on the page, and asked, "Old Qin, what about this one? What's the name of this fish?"
"These four words should be read... ghost-faced fish!"
Ghost-faced giant fish...
On this page, the portrait of the ghost-faced giant fish is somewhat similar to the salamander he had seen in the poisonous lake before.
This reminded him that Elder Xu, including Ling Shuangxue and the others, said that in ancient records, there was a record of the dead Buddha cockroach feeding on ghost-faced giant fish.
So, these ancient books are not all legends, but some kind of real historical records?
Looking at the many leather books neatly arranged on the bookshelf here, Lin Yan pinched Lao Qin and said, "Old Qin, teach me how to read."
(End of this chapter)
As the jade crystal yellow sweet bead was picked off and put into the creation space, the treasure fruit hanging on the branch became more and more solid, and finally turned into a treasure fruit with a round shape like an orange and a topaz-like body. .
There are some shallow strange lines distributed on its surface, just like the lines on the back of a tortoise shell, exuding a strange aura, just like the fire pattern treasure fruit.
Thin colorful halos are made of branches, hanging this precious fruit, and as jade crystals and yellow bead are thrown in, the lines on this precious fruit are also spreading rapidly, becoming more and more fine, and in the end, it is just like the fire pattern precious fruit , forming an extremely miraculous and complicated pattern!
Compared with the fire pattern treasure fruit, the pattern of this turtle pattern treasure fruit is something that Lin Yan can see at a glance, like a pattern of a tortoise holding a stele, riding waves and chasing mountains!
Lin Yan looked at the pattern carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it contained infinite mysteries, and the strength of his whole body seemed to be moving along with the pattern.
This feeling... is somewhat similar to the light and shadow pattern transmitted when accepting the inheritance jade inheritance just now!
However, just like the fire-patterned fruit before, there is a thin invisible but extremely tough barrier that separates him from the patterns on the fruit, making it impossible for him to get up or down. Can't grasp the essence of it.
Opening his eyes, Lin Yan looked around, the light had dimmed a lot, and he had picked almost all the jade crystals and yellow pearls on the surrounding walls.
When he selected, Jingliang followed the order of the yellow grade first, then the mysterious grade, and finally the jade grade.
Even so, to catalyze the turtle-patterned fruit to the same level as the fire-patterned fruit would consume almost all the jade crystals and yellow bead.
Looking around now, in the whole room, there are only seven jade beads, jade crystal yellow wine beads, and some small beads scattered in other places, and some on the top wall that are inconvenient to pick.
Lin Yan picked four of the seven remaining jade beads and put them away, leaving the other three untouched.
The consciousness of the Holy Mother of Guiling urged him to take them all away, but Lin Yan just shook his head and refused.
"Okay, I've already taken it. It's time for you to tell me about the bug fly."
Hearing what he said, the consciousness of the golden ball of the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit was also stimulated, showing a solemn look, and sent a series of messages all at once.
"Old Qin, translate, translate."
Lao Qin had always been very curious about the method he used to make the jade crystal yellow bead disappear out of thin air, but Lin Yan didn't say anything.
At this moment, he said sullenly: "The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit said that the magpies are terrifying, frightening, and dangerous... In short, it means being afraid of the magpies."
Lin Yan immediately activated his telepathy, and sent a message to the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit: "What about the weakness of the Flyfly Demon? Habits, living environment, reproduction method, racial characteristics, etc., are there any?"
The golden ball was stuck in the mid-air all of a sudden, there was no movement for a long time, and finally fell to the ground limply, jumped up twice, jumped up again, and sent a message.
Old Qin said speechlessly: "She said that since the main consciousness was sealed, its memory bank has been greatly reduced, and it cannot store too much information, so it cannot answer you.
"However, she can take you to a place where there is a lot of information about the maggot."
Saying that, the golden ball fluttered out again, and flew towards a wall. On that wall, a passage was immediately opened again.
Lin Yan followed, and after another passage of red jade flesh and blood, Lin Yan unexpectedly came to a room that was similar to the space just now, but three or four times larger in size.
The difference is that the room here is obviously not formed naturally. Although the surrounding walls are also made of a gray-white material similar to the back shell, after repairing, a gray-white material similar to bone is used to repair the unevenness, forming a four-dimensional space. Square space.
In the room, there are rows and rows of bookshelves carved and shaped from giant fish bones!
On the pale fishbone bookshelf, there are densely packed old and strange books, all of which are black or gray in color, and the material is not paper at all, but has a texture similar to leather.
Looking around, there are many ancient fish bones and back shell strings hanging on the walls as decorations, and there are even beams on the top. It is obvious that there should be structures on the top, but they can't be seen now.
Under the beam, hung a bronze oil lamp with a different shape, like a turtle with its head raised. It was hung high on the top. It was obviously not in the same style as the small copper lamps seen on the outer office floor.
Lin Yan noticed that everything in this room was covered with a thick layer of dust, and no one had been there for some time.
"Brother, look back, there are words here!"
Lin Yan looked back, and there was a white bone board hanging on the wall behind him, with three characters engraved on it, the handwriting was simple and mysterious, but Lin Yan couldn't recognize it.
"This seems to be written... the library?"
Lao Qin said something, and the golden ball shook, confirming that what Lao Qin said was true.
"Do you recognize these words?"
"Of course I can read. Brother, you can't read?!"
"..."
Lin Yan thought about it, but it's not surprising. Lin Yan had seen it in his previous life. Memory is divided into procedural memory and declarative memory. Recognition of characters is procedural memory, and instinctive inertia will not disappear easily.
The golden ball trembled, and Lin Yan could probably guess that it meant that the information about the flying flies and insects was on those bookshelves.
Lin Yan walked over, leaving a trail of footprints behind him. When he walked up to the bookshelf, he stretched out his hand and waved it slightly, stroking vigorously, wiping away the dust from the books on the first row of the first shelf, and then carefully took out a book. .
This book is a kind of smooth leather, like some kind of shark skin, but it is probably at least 200 years old, curly, old and fragile.
Each book is not thick, only dozens of pages, and the edges are cut rough, and the page covers are nailed with fish bones. It is obvious that each book is handmade.
Lin Yan covered the palm with all his strength to protect it, and then carefully opened it.
There are not only texts in it, but also many pictures. The book in his hand seems to be an illustration book of a certain type of aquatic life. Each page is equipped with pictures and words.
However, the painting style of the pattern is similar to the ancient Shan Hai Jing in the previous life. Most of them are drawn freehand. You can only roughly see what the painting looks like, but what it looks like is not flattering.
"Old Qin, come and see, do you recognize these characters?"
He picked up Lao Qin and put it on top of the book, but he didn't put it down, which would break the book.
"This is about... the devil horned fish, the horns of the head, the meat is delicate and edible, the horn grinding powder can cure fever, irritable, likes cold water, and lives in deep water... that's about it"
Lin Yan asked strangely: "The pronunciation of these words, could it be the language we use now?"
Old Qin asked strangely, "What is the language before now? Are there other languages?"
Lin Yan's heart became more and more weird. In fact, when the old monk Mochizuki spoke to him and he could understand, he felt a little weird.
He can't recognize the characters of the ancient Brahma kingdom, but he can understand the language of the ancient Brahma kingdom?
It is the same until now.
He couldn't understand the words on this ancient book, but the pronunciation of the words was exactly the same as now?
Logically speaking, the inheritance of characters is more stable than the inheritance of languages.
But now, the language has been passed down, but the writing has been updated to a new level instead?
It's as if someone deliberately erased the words of the past...
After turning over two pages, Lin Yan suddenly paused, pointed to the words on the page, and asked, "Old Qin, what about this one? What's the name of this fish?"
"These four words should be read... ghost-faced fish!"
Ghost-faced giant fish...
On this page, the portrait of the ghost-faced giant fish is somewhat similar to the salamander he had seen in the poisonous lake before.
This reminded him that Elder Xu, including Ling Shuangxue and the others, said that in ancient records, there was a record of the dead Buddha cockroach feeding on ghost-faced giant fish.
So, these ancient books are not all legends, but some kind of real historical records?
Looking at the many leather books neatly arranged on the bookshelf here, Lin Yan pinched Lao Qin and said, "Old Qin, teach me how to read."
(End of this chapter)
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