Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

"I was curious yesterday and asked a question. The boss said that this is called Yin Yang Wen, which was used by the ancient high priest." Xia Ying laughed, "Don't ask me anything else, I really don't understand, if you are interested, wait Let’s discuss it with our boss, she likes this better.”

"Is there really Yin Yang Wen?" Curious, Xu Xu leaned over to look at Mo Qingyi, and said, "Is this the thing?"

"I really don't understand." Xia Ying shook his head and said, "Mr. Mo, since you want to chase our boss, please help me take care of the facade for a while. I will go to the kitchen inside and prepare some dinner for the two of you."

"Go ahead, I'll study this Yin-Yang text." Xu Xu was extremely curious, took a few pieces of paper from Mo Qingyi's hands, and looked at them seriously.

After looking at it for a long time, Xu Xu frowned and said, "Mr. Mo, do you think this is an inscription?"

"I don't understand, I'm just curious." Mo Qingyi shook his head and said, he was telling the truth, he really didn't understand these things.

Xu Xu rubbed his chin, looked at the handwriting on the letter paper, and said after a long time, "This is not Huanghui ghost writing either."

"What is Huanghui ghost essay?" Mo Qingyi asked in confusion.

"I don't quite understand either. I have an uncle who knows a thing or two. Once he was drunk and told us that the ancient civilization of China was brilliant and brilliant. It was definitely not what we imagined now—a barbaric and backward civilization that drank blood. There were several sets of characters in the ancient Chinese civilization, and the most widely spread is naturally the whole set of Chinese characters we use now, which has become one of the necessary characters for human communication through continuous improvement and promotion." Xu Xu said.

"What about this one?" Mo Qingyi asked.

"I don't understand this either. I think it is a kind of writing that has been submerged in the long river of history, just like Huanghui ghost writing. My uncle once said that the high priests in the pre-Qin period all had their own systematic writing, and these Words are not used for recording or communication, but for other purposes." Xu Xu explained.

"For example?" Mo Qingyi asked with a smile.

"For example - runes!" Xu Xu laughed cheerfully, "Although the talk of talismans has been dismissed as quack tricks and absurd claims, it is just that runes have been lost."

"Uncle Ling understands?" Mo Qingyi was really surprised. Could it be that there is really such a thing as amulets in this world?

And Zhang Yao also listened, she couldn't understand, why these adults have such superstitious thoughts, and still use spells and runes?They are a group of corrupt capitalist diehards, scum who stand in the way of social progress.

"My uncle is weird." Xu Xu said with a smile, "I asked twice, but he didn't say clearly, but I think he knows a thing or two. The boss of this house is also interesting, and he actually studied this ? There are not many people who study this thing nowadays."

Zhang Yao finally couldn't hold back her curiosity, she couldn't help standing up, wandered to the other side of the sofa, and looked at the ghost symbols on the letter paper, they were some things that looked like birds and bugs, crossed together, Where there is any text, it is obviously a child's graffiti.

She really wanted to keep silent, but she just couldn't control her mouth, so she couldn't help but said, "Is this also text?"

"Of course it's words." Mo Qingyi smiled.

"She can't even learn English well!" Zhang Yao couldn't help but sarcastically said that Duanmu Baolian's English was the biggest joke in the class.With her lazy nature, she can also study other texts. Apart from being lazy, she likes to wear beautiful clothes and exquisite jewelry. What else can she do?