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Chapter 179 The power of the company to help seal the director

Up to now, only a few words have been translated from the ancient text on the stone tablet, and it is completely impossible to understand the meaning of these words engraved on the entire stone tablet.

Feng Yun's expression didn't change on the surface, but he was somewhat anxious in his heart.

On the blackboard, there are a few words that have been translated so far.

Busy up to now, no one in the Department of Cultural Relics can breathe a sigh of relief, but they are even busier because of the translated words.

Different from ordinary ancient texts, the ancient texts on the stone tablet are not from the same period. For each word, it may be necessary to consult thousands of ancient books to barely translate it.

Almost all the people from the Department of Cultural Relics were pulled out, just to be able to translate the content on the stele in the shortest possible time.

The extremely exhausted people all depended on coffee and tea to keep them refreshed. Even so, none of them shouted to go back to rest, at most they just lay down on the table and squinted for a while.

Seeing Feng Yun's persistence, several elderly professors encouraged each other to continue looking for information.

Fortunately, most of the literature and ancient books have already been scanned into the computer, and now when searching, they can be searched directly, which saves a lot of time.

The Director of the Department of Cultural Relics, after bringing tea to Feng Yun, also picked up an ancient book and flipped through it.

The stone tablet dug out from Baiwu Mountain also attracted the attention of the Department of Cultural Relics after it was sent to the Department of Cultural Relics. Of course, they didn't think too much about it, they just wanted to do archaeology.

The entire Lin County was shrouded in darkness, and the outside world was in a hurry to escape from this place, but the Department of Cultural Relics was not affected in any way, and they were still busy with their own affairs.

As for the stele, of course there are professors who are trying to translate it, but the workload is really too great, the progress of the professor is very slow, and the most important thing for a line of work is time.

Until the magistrate of Yan County personally brought Feng Yun over.

At that time, the director of the Department of Cultural Relics was still very strange. After all, there was no relationship between the Department of Cultural Relics of Linjun County and the government of Yanjun County, and the two sides were not involved, especially the director of the polling bureau was still a soldier of Yanjun County. subordinate departments of the government.

The county guard brought people from the Military Mansion to the Department of Cultural Relics, and when he came up, he asked how the translation of the stone tablet in Baiwu Mountain was going. If he hadn't wanted to show the county guard of Yan County a little face, the director would have kicked them out long ago.

In the end, what the director didn't expect was that director Feng directly took out a map and gave it to him.

For a map, people from the Department of Cultural Relics went all out to translate the contents of the stele.

Before seeing the contents of the map clearly, Xiao Yongchao really thought that Feng Yun was joking.

What kind of map can have such a great effect, and can make their Cultural Relics Department serve one person?
Besides, people in Yan County don't want to stay in Yan County well, so why come to Lin County?
Really, Xiao Yongchao wanted to drive people out.

He could only say that he was glad that he had read the map that Feng Yun had brought out in order to save face for the sheriff.

Being able to become the director of the cultural relics department of a county government, Xiao Yongchao is quite capable. There are many things on that map that he can't understand, but one of the places, he followed his teacher to archaeologically, and he remembers it very clearly.

A decision was made almost immediately, and Feng Yun was invited to come in respectfully. On the one hand, he asked others to fully cooperate with Feng Yun's work to translate the content on the stone tablet, and on the other hand, he quickly contacted the Cultural Relics Department of Dongshan Prefecture. Bian's teacher scanned and sent this map.

Feng Yun didn't know yet. The map he showed to Xiao Yongchao had already caused an earthquake in the entire archaeological and cultural relics world. Many professors wished that they could come to Lin County immediately and see Feng Yun in person.

Because of this map, Xiao Yongchao also received a notice from the General Department of Cultural Relics to keep Feng Yun in check. He will be a big shot in the Department of Cultural Relics in the future.

Xiao Yongchao hadn't had time to tell Feng Yun about these news, because now Feng Yun was all focused on translating the content of the stele, and other things were completely out of his sight.

Until now, Xiao Yongchao still doesn't quite understand why Feng Yun is so worried about his subordinates because of the content on the stele.

It is said that all the members of the polling bureau were sent by Feng Yun to Baiwu Mountain.

Xiao Yongchao only knew that the entire cultural relics world, regardless of the time, was busy because of Feng Yun's matter.

A few professors here contacted other professors who were studying ancient characters overnight, connected via video, and studied together.

Feng Yun didn't know that more and more professors had been pulled up and joined the video call just to help Feng Yun.

They all knew that after solving the content on the stele, they would have a chance to meet Feng Yun, and at the same time, they would be able to figure out the map that Feng Yun took out.

It has to be said that when professors and experts work together to do only one thing, the efficiency is almost obviously improved.

Soon, the ancient characters on several stone tablets were translated.

In order to translate the last remaining ancient characters faster, Feng Yun also joined the video conference to speed up the translation.

With Feng Yun joining, everyone moved faster.

Through the video camera, the professors were more satisfied with Feng Yun's ability.

Just looking at Feng Yun's achievements at such a young age, he will definitely have a place in the world of cultural relics in the future.

It can be said that the entire Department of Cultural Relics will do its best to assist Feng Yun's growth.

Looking at the last remaining ancient characters, Feng Yun stretched his waist: "Thank you professors for your help, I believe that all the contents will be fully translated in a short time!"

Hearing what Feng Yun said, the professors also laughed and didn't stop. They all knew that the content on the stele was very important to Feng Yun.

Every exhausted face is full of determination, and they will continue.

Every second seemed to be infinitely extended, and the relaxed expression on Feng Yun's face, which was about to crack all the ancient characters, gradually became dignified.

The professors are just translating ancient texts, one word after another, without connecting and thinking about the translated content.

Feng Yun was most concerned about the content on the stone tablet, because he knew that the content on it was related to the seal of Baiwu Mountain.

After connecting the known content so far, Feng Yun's heart was extremely heavy.

"Oops……"

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Under the White Mist Mountain, in the ghost city on the dark side.

Fatty and the others didn't know that the director of the polling bureau had left Yan County, and was working in the Department of Cultural Relics to translate the contents of the stele.

After solving those ghost soldiers, Fatty and the others did not encounter any obstacles, but entered the ghost city smoothly.

Just like what they saw on the mountain, the ghost market is very lively, with hawkers setting up stalls on both sides of the road, and of course these hawkers are all ghosts.

The only difference from the street vendors in reality is that the faces of these hawkers who set up the stalls are all expressionless, and they don't promote the things on the stalls. The atmosphere is so deserted that it seems that these stalls are not set up by them.

Yin Qi circulated all over the body, the bustling streets were really lively, ghosts came and went, and the coldness was really cold, almost no sound came out.

When passing by these stalls, Fatty and the others glanced at them casually, only to realize that the things sold at this stall are really strange.

It's no wonder that in the legend, those practitioners of magic arts and dignitaries also want to go to the ghost market to find treasures.

The fat man glanced casually, and saw a piece of Tai Sui meat on a stall.

Even the piece of Tai Sui is still alive, wriggling gently on the stall.

Fatty still finds it unbelievable that something like Tai Sui appeared in the ghost market. After all, Tai Sui is completely useless to ghosts.

Since it's useless, why sell it?

Before the doubts in his heart could be resolved, the fat man saw a shadow of a person stop in front of that piece of Tai Sui.

He didn't hear the communication between the figure and the vendor, so the fat man watched helplessly as the vendor packed the Tai Sui meat and handed it to the figure.

After getting the figure of Tai Sui meat, he turned around and left.

The fat man happened to be standing behind him. When the other party turned around, he met the eyes of the fat man for a moment, but the figure didn't stop, and left directly.

Watching the figure gradually disappear, the fat man frowned.

Fatty's abnormality, Wang Xiaodao and the others also noticed it, but unfortunately they were surrounded by ghosts and ghosts, so they couldn't make a sound, otherwise, the yang energy would be leaked.

This bustling street is not far from the alley where they were attacked before. The old smoker walking at the end has noticed that the black snowflakes that have been cleared away by them are falling again, and there are ghost soldiers coming from the alley. out of the snowflakes.

Needless to say, these ghost soldiers who reappeared are all for chasing them, they can't stay here any longer.

Fatty reacted before the old smoker reminded him.

Speeding up the pace of his feet, the fat man walked quickly in one direction with several people.

His gaze never left the figure who took Tai Sui away.

"Captain, did you see something?"

Wang Xiaodao had the most sinister energy. After observing the vendors on both sides and passing ghosts and making sure that no one was staring at him, Wang Xiaodao lowered his voice and asked the fat man.

"Buy a Tai Sui, with Yang Qi floating on his body, he seems to be a human!"

Also lowering his voice, there was a trace of uncertainty in Fatty's tone.

Hearing Fatty's words, Wang Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, "I thought I was wrong.

This ghost city seems to hide a big secret..."

At first he thought it was the yang energy of the ghost soldier, but now it seems that it is strange to take away Tai Sui.

The ghost city that has been sealed for an unknown number of years, if the seal is released again, will there be living people inside?

No matter what you think, it's impossible, right?

"Follow that person first, I have a feeling that I should be able to find useful clues from him!"

Quietly making a gesture, the fat man signaled Wang Xiaodao to continue walking forward!

Shaking the rattle in his hand, Wang Xiaodao quietly accelerated his pace.

Walking among the ghosts, the figure holding the Tai Sui meat, I don't know if he noticed that Fatty and the others were following him, and looked back several times as if nothing had happened.

Although his movements were very cautious, Wang Xiaodao could see clearly.

It seems that this person does have a problem.

Just as Wang Xiaodao and his party were getting closer to that person, the vendor suddenly took out a large plaque and hung it on the stall next to him.

His actions attracted the attention of the ghosts on the road.

Wang Xiaodao looked towards the plaque subconsciously.

On the two ancient characters written in blood, there is still blood seeping out slowly.

What made Wang Xiaodao stop was the meaning of these two ancient characters.

When he was studying ancient books before, he saw these two characters and just knew them.

"Captain, this plaque says "Human Soup"!"

At this time, a lot of ghosts had gathered in front of the booth because of the appearance of this plaque.

The strange thing is that although the ghosts stood in front of the stalls, they looked at the hawkers with obvious fear. They didn't dare to go too far, and could only shout from a distance.

Hearing what Wang Xiaodao said, Fatty and the others also stopped and looked towards the booth.

The peddler looked a little strange, with a huge head, but a very thin body, with a big head on his small body, like a dwarf but not the same.

"I didn't expect that this peddler was actually a baby ghost..."

The so-called baby ghosts are actually unborn fetuses that were artificially aborted while in the mother's womb. The fetus has a spirit, so the resentment in the heart is condensed into a resentful spirit.

Because it was not born itself, the infant ghost's resentment is much heavier than that of ordinary resentful ghosts.

It can be said that the degree of danger of the baby ghost is definitely the existence that ranks among the ghosts.

Recognizing the identity of the peddler, Wang Xiaodao shook the bell while explaining to the fat man in a low voice.

The tinkling sound of the rattles attracted the attention of the ghosts, and many ghosts turned their heads to look over.

In the ghost city, the ghosts look like normal people, even if they are stared at by many ghosts, they don't feel too much visual discomfort.

"Ghost merchant?"

"A living ghost merchant, but I haven't been to a ghost market for a long time..."

"The goods brought by the ghost merchant this time are fresh corpses!"

"Boss, your goods are here..."

After seeing Wang Xiaodao and his party clearly, the ghosts seemed to realize their identities, and even retreated to the two sides, leaving a small path in the middle for Wang Xiaodao and the others to pass through.

Wang Xiaodao, who was puzzled, couldn't ask at this time, so he could only continue to shake the bell, and walked towards the booth along the path that was left out.

Fatty and the others, as the ghost merchant's goods at this time, naturally followed Wang Xiaodao every step of the way.

Being crowded at the front by the ghosts before, Wang Xiaodao only saw the plaque in front, but he didn't see clearly the situation inside the booth.

When he walked to the front, he saw that behind the booth, there were actually two living people tied up.

(End of this chapter)