Origin

At around seven o'clock in the evening, the two returned to Mr. Li's villa. Wan Shanhai and the others were waiting eagerly. Seeing that one of the two was frowning and the other was full of sorrow, they thought that things were not going well.

After Mr. Li came back, he went straight to the study. Wu Zhongyuan wanted to follow, but was stopped by Wan Shanhai, "Hey, how are you doing?"

"I found the problem." Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

"Is it difficult?" Wan Shanhai asked.

Wu Zhongyuan shook his head, "It's not very troublesome, this kind of thing is like unraveling a sweater, as long as you find the thread, you can pull it apart."

Mrs. Li and Li Si were right behind Wan Shanhai. Hearing what Wu Zhongyuan said, the three of them felt relieved. Wan Shanhai asked suspiciously, "Since the matter has been settled, why are you still hanging your face?"

"I'm thinking about other things." Wu Zhongyuan said casually.

"Don't think about it, as long as the business is done," Wan Shanhai said, then turned to look at Mrs. Li and Li Si, with a proud expression of living up to the trust.

Mrs. Li looked at Li Si with a happy face, "It's getting late, hurry up and call your father, and go out to eat with Xiao Hai Xiao Wu."

Before Li Si went to remind him, Mr. Li came out from the study, holding a stack of photos in his hand.

Having more cars has the advantage of having more cars. Mrs. Li and others have a car, and Mr. Li is still pulling Wu Zhongyuan. After getting in the car, he handed the photo to Wu Zhongyuan, "It's all here."

Wu Zhongyuan reached out to take it, and found that there were more than a dozen photos than he thought.

It was already dark at this time, and Mr. Li helped to turn on the dome light in the car.

Wu Zhongyuan worried about being seen by Wan Shanhai and others, so he said, "Close it."

Hearing what he said, Mr. Li looked at Wu Zhongyuan in doubt, and raised his hand to turn off the overhead light.

Wu Zhongyuan looked at the photos in his hand one by one. The first few photos were taken of the square stone. When the photo was taken, the stone had been cracked, and it could be seen that there was indeed green rust residue in the middle of the stone.

The graphics and lines on the outside of the stone were also photographed. The square stone has six sides, and it seems that each side has lines and graphics.

"There should be six photos on the outside of the stone, why there are only two here?" Wu Zhongyuan asked. These lines and graphics are very similar to the words written by Wu Zhui, and they should belong to the same language in the same period.

"Can you see clearly?" Mr. Li was very surprised. At this time, there was only the faint light of the instrument lights in the car. He couldn't even see Wu Zhongyuan's facial features clearly, but Wu Zhongyuan could see the photo clearly.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded.

Mr. Li cleared his throat, "That rock has been severely weathered, and the graphics on some parts are already blurred. The graphics and lines on the remaining surfaces are all the same, so I took two photos of the clearest one. .”

Wu Zhongyuan nodded again, carefully discerning that the two photos did not show the same face, but the words on them were the same.

Then he looked at the pictures below, which were photos of the iron ball, taken from different angles, the iron ball was bigger than he imagined, about the size of two adult fists, with moiré and taotie patterns on it, and the inside of the iron ball Photos are there too, the interior is smooth and should have been sanded.

The rest of the photos are of that piece of white jade, some of which show the size with a ruler, and some show the weight with an electronic scale. It is not very heavy, only more than [-] grams.

Although the color of this jade was different from those he had seen before, and the size and shape were also different, but he still recognized at a glance that this jade was of the same type as those before.

Mr. Li waited patiently for Wu Zhongyuan to read the photos before saying, "Xiao Wu, the hope of finding that Taoist priest is very slim."

Wu Zhongyuan nodded casually. Mr. Li didn't know the inside story, but still thought that he wanted to find the middle-aged Taoist priest through iron balls and jade.

The place to eat was not far from Mr. Li's villa. Not long after, the car stopped at the entrance of a high-end hotel. Wu Zhongyuan didn't ask for Mr. Li's permission, and directly put those photos in his pocket.

"Xiao Wu, give me an account number." Mr. Li said.

Wu Zhongyuan naturally knew what Mr. Li was going to do, but he didn't tell the other party his account number, but opened the door and got off the car, "Let's talk about it later."

Mr. Li is a smart person, so he didn't continue to ask questions. Wu Zhongyuan didn't directly refuse, which meant that he would ask for money, but he had to wait for the effect to appear before accepting the reward.

The rice is good, and the food is good, but Wu Zhongyuan doesn't eat much because he has other things on his mind.

Even Wan Shanhai could see that Wu Zhongyuan had something on his mind, so the Li family could also see it. They didn't know that Wu Zhongyuan was thinking about their own affairs, but thought that Wu Zhongyuan was always worrying about their affairs, so they couldn't help worrying about it.

After dinner, Mr. Li personally drove Wu Zhongyuan and Wan Shanhai back to school.

Wan Shanhai was curious, so he couldn't help nagging and questioning, Wu Zhongyuan casually said a few words, but the more he was perfunctory, the more curious Wan Shanhai became, and Wu Zhongyuan was very annoyed by the endless questioning.

Back in the dormitory, Wan Shanhai stopped nagging because Wang Jize had already sobered up and was fiddling with the tablet on the bed.

On the eve of the start of school, the dormitory was noisy, and it finally quieted down after eleven or twelve o'clock.

You can think in any environment, but the best environment for thinking is a quiet environment. Wu Zhongyuan stayed up so late in order to be able to think quietly.

And the question he was thinking about was naturally the origin of the middle-aged Taoist.

At present, there are not enough clues, so we can only guess, not infer. If you think about it carefully, the biggest possibility is that this middle-aged Taoist also came from ancient times. There is a piece of jade in the ball, and it is even more impossible to know that the aura contained in that piece of jade will weaken after it leaves the iron ball.

However, this assumption does not make sense. One is that the middle-aged Taoist lives in the modern air that is heavily polluted, and the other is that the gold that this person brought to exchange for jade belongs to different ages.

It is very uncomfortable to be puzzled, and finally Wu Zhongyuan fell asleep in a daze in this uncomfortable state of depression and doubt.

I woke up in the morning and thought about it for a while, but I still couldn’t figure it out, so I just didn’t want to think about it, as long as I knew there was such a thing, I would always understand in the future, maybe the eighteen pages left by Wu Zhui had the answer Maybe.

After breakfast and class, Wu Zhongyuan was not in the mood for class, so he sat in the corner and copied the eighteen pages of paper one by one.

Copying one by one does not necessarily mean copying in the order in which they were written. In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, he has kept the eighteen pages separately. Right now, he is copying odd-numbered pages, that is, odd-numbered pages.

And when he copied, he didn't copy the content of each chapter in order. He would write down different words, and when he encountered the same words in the future, he would not write them separately, but would write them under the previous words. Mark down.

Not to mention that no one saw what Wu Zhongyuan was doing, even if someone saw what he was doing, no one knew what he was doing. In fact, he did this to determine how many different characters there were in these eighteen pages.

There are a total of 42 characters on the first page, and some of these 42 characters are the same.

There are 51 characters on the second page, and these 51 characters also have a small amount of repetition with the text on the first page.

There are 36 words on the third page, and the number of words repeated on the first two pages is a few more.

In one class, three pages were transcribed, with a total of 120 nine characters, and there were more than [-] non-repetitive characters.

It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to do so, but the advantage is that it is safe and confidential. As long as you copy the eighteen pages, you can determine how many characters there are in total, and then shuffle the order of these characters, and translate them in various ways, even to the characters If you want to ask a scholar for advice, you don't need to show the whole sentence and chapter to others.

In the middle of the second class, there was a sudden exclamation in the classroom. The exclamation interrupted Wu Zhongyuan's thoughts. When he raised his head, he saw that the students in front of him were all turning their heads and looking back.

Turning around, he found a young woman walking towards him from the door of the classroom. He took a closer look, how could it be Zhao Ying? !

Zhao Ying walked over under Wu Zhongyuan's astonished gaze, stopped and didn't speak, just looked at the empty seat next to him with a smile.

Wu Zhongyuan nodded blankly, Zhao Ying pulled over the chair, sat next to Wu Zhongyuan, and took out a pen, paper and books.

Wu Zhongyuan pulled the book and covered the piece of paper he was copying, "Didn't you drop out of school?"

"Stop school." Zhao Ying corrected.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't understand why Zhao Ying came back, but Zhao Ying was sitting beside him, so he couldn't continue copying, so he could only open the book and stare at it to pretend to concentrate.

"Did you miss me?" Zhao Ying asked with a smile.

Zhao Ying smiled sincerely, at least it was true, her identity had been found out, there was no need to keep hiding.

Although Zhao Ying spoke in a low voice, the classroom was very quiet. Many students heard it, and they booed a lot out of envy or contempt.

Some things become numb after experiencing too much. Before that, Wu Zhongyuan was often booed, and Wu Zhongyuan became thick-skinned, and ignored those classmates, "I didn't expect you to come back."

Zhao Ying smiled, "I'll tell you after class."

Wu Zhongyuan didn't nod or speak, but just turned his eyes back to the book.

His eyes were on the book, but his mind was not on the book. What he thought about was why Zhao Ying came back, and what Zhao Ying was doing when she came back.

He quickly figured out the answer to this first question, because he had contacted Zhao Ying twice before, one time to ask Zhao Ying to help translate Wu Zhui's narration about the birdman's identity, and the other time to ask Zhao Ying for help Find out who called Lin Qingming on the day of Huang Ping's accident.

He took the initiative to contact Zhao Ying twice, which showed that he did not hate Zhao Ying, and Zhao Ying herself knew this, and it was precisely because she knew this that Zhao Ying came back.

As for the purpose of Zhao Ying's return this time, it is still unclear, but one thing is for sure, that is, no matter what Zhao Ying wants to do, she will directly propose it, and will never hide it in circles like before.

"If you don't like me sitting next to you, I can sit farther away." Zhao Ying smiled.

Wu Zhongyuan glanced at Zhao Ying, but said nothing.

In the second half of the class, Zhao Ying didn't take the initiative to talk to Wu Zhongyuan, and Wu Zhongyuan didn't talk to her either. He just looked ahead and looked at the blackboard to set up students.

After class, Wu Zhongyuan packed his things and left the classroom.

Zhao Ying then followed.

After going downstairs, Wu Zhongyuan did not go back to the dormitory, but looked around, looking for a quiet place where he could talk.

At this moment, he suddenly found a person walking on the road to the south. At first glance, he was very familiar, and on closer inspection, he became even more familiar. He didn't expect Wang Xinran to come back, just like he didn't expect Zhao Ying to come back.

Wang Xinran was carrying a shoulder bag and was still wearing denim clothes. When he saw him, he also saw Zhao Ying beside him. He frowned instantly and rushed towards the two of them.

When he got close, he didn't even look at Wu Zhongyuan, he put his hands behind his waist, and stared fiercely at Zhao Ying, "Believe it or not, I shot you to death?"

Zhao Ying lowered her right hip, raised her eyebrows and sneered, "It depends on who draws the gun sooner..."