"Uh, I really have a person who knows ancient characters in this clan... Hehe, old guy, I often go to him to drink and chat.?

Xu Fei smiled and said, "He has no big name. Everyone in the clan calls him "Laolao Gu". This old man was a foreigner. A few years ago, he passed by Songguo Mountain and suddenly fell ill at the foot of the mountain. When I went to mining the ore, I happened to meet him, so I rescued him home. Unexpectedly, this person was quite interesting."

"The patriarch said it very well."

Bi Beiqi spoke next to him, "Old Master Gu is a humorous person, has a good conversation, and is proficient in writing. So after Mr. Gu recovered from his illness, the patriarch forced him to leave him and let the children in the village learn to write from him, so that he would not become a rough man like us who didn't know a basket of words."

"Well, that old guy wasn't very happy at the beginning. I took a lot of time to get him to agree."

Xu Fei said at this time: "It's just after the evening. Old Gu didn't go to bed so early. He must still write at home. If Guan Heng, if you want to translate the words on the armband, go find him."

When he said this, the wife of the patriarch who had just walked in said with a smile: "Are you going to find Mr. Gu? Just so happens that the green apricot tree in the yard has fruits. I picked some and planned to send them to him. Who would like to help me do it?"

"Then I'll go, just go and visit Mr. Gu with the young master."

As Ruotao said that, he took the small bamboo basket handed over by the patriarch's wife. Xu Fei muttered at this time: "The green apricot is sour and sour, and it is not delicious at all, but the old man Gu, who has few teeth, likes this bite. Could it be that people who know words like such a sour taste?"

"Puchi..." Guan Heng almost laughed out loud when he heard this. Agou and Tianlin looked at each other, and the latter rushed to say, "Then you go, I have been playing with the little fox at Elder Wang's house for most of the time and are going back to sleep."

...

After a while, Guan Heng and Ruotao came to the hut located in the southwest corner of the village. Old Suo Gu had no children and lived alone here. When they walked nearby, they saw the candlelight flashing on the window lattice and the figures shaking, and they knew that Old Suo Gu had not yet rested.

Guan Heng stepped over and knocked on the door: "Old Gu, a junior is here to visit."

"Oh? Come in." Hearing an old and steady voice, Guan Heng and Ruotao immediately pushed the door and walked in.

"What are you two little guys?"

Old Suo Gu was tall and had a clear face, but he was still quite energetic. When he heard him ask, Guan Heng immediately said the purpose of the visit. Old Suo Gu laughed: "Is there any object that records ancient characters? That's very rare. Take it out and let me take it out."

"Crack." After taking a bite of the green apricot taken out of the bamboo basket, Old Suo Gu bounced the golden armband with his fingers. He muttered: "This thing is not short for many years, and it has at least one, two, three, four...hundreds of years of history."

"That's right." Guan Heng said with a hint of a hint of jaw: "According to our judgment, this thing is passed down from the Tianwu Kingdom, which was once prosperous hundreds of years ago, and can be regarded as an old antique."

"Oh, the handwriting on it is small and vague, but I can still understand most of it." Old Suo Gu shook his head and said, "I am willing to translate what I know for you, but now, I am having a headache about an important matter, and I really can't take care of it."

"What the hell is it?" Ruotao said: "Don't worry, if you can, we will help."

"Here, that's it."

Old Suo Gu pointed to the bamboo slices on the table and said, "You all know that the way to record the text is to carve it on the bamboo slices. But I am old and my eyes are blurred. I can't use force when holding the carving knife with my fingers. I'm either scratched or carved wrongly. It's really a headache. I'm trying to figure out a way."

"So that's how it is." Guan Heng thought about it for a moment and said, "If it is a non-important text, it can be erased at will, right?"

Mr. Gu said, "Yes, the reason why I made so many bamboo slices is to teach children to recognize words. The engraved bamboo slices are not very important, but they cannot be missing."

"That's simple, I came up with an idea."

Guan Heng flicked his finger and said, "For any words written and taught, you can use a sand table and a wooden stick instead of a bamboo knife. Now the handwriting on the sand is effortless. If you have already written down the writing method, you can erase it at any time and write other words."

"Uh? Sand table, wooden stick?" Old Suo Gu thought about it carefully several times, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Yes, this is a good idea."

Guan Heng suggested: "Just find a circular or square plate and spread a layer of sand, this simple 'teaching tool' will be completed, and the materials can be taken anywhere, which is very convenient."

"Hehehe, boy, you are really smart. These simple methods are actually very simple, but as the first person you think of, it is worth admiring."

Old Mr. Gu twisted his beard and laughed: "Okay, leave the golden armband. I will stay up all night tonight and try to translate the contents above for you. Even if I don't understand, I can introduce you to find someone else... These are all later things, so you can go first."

After Guan Heng and Ruotao put their arms on the table, they said respectfully: "Thank you Mr. Gu for your help." "Haha, I should be the one who wants to thank you." Old Gu waved his hand indifferently: "Thanks to Guan Heng's idea, I will save you a lot of trouble in the future."

...

The night passed quickly. Guan Heng, who got up early in the morning, first took Ruotao to Mr. Gu to get the translated texts.

According to the old man, the text on the bracelet is not clear and difficult to understand. It is related to the ancient writing of a cryptic text. After this text is pieced together with each other through the word "well" grid, the actual content can be known only after the second interpretation is made.

However, Mr. Gu did not know this method. However, when he was traveling around in the past, he had passed by Duanlongpo Village a hundred miles away. There was a village of clans named "Shi". They were all proficient in the pronunciation of ancient characters and secret texts. Mr. Gu suggested that Guan Heng go to them and ask them.

After accepting Gu Laosou's suggestion, everyone came to Xu Fei's house again. The patriarch of the Weishui tribe had already put the cast "Treasure-Inlaid Ape King Helmet" and the tokens that the clan had to show when entering the royal capital to pay tribute into an exquisite copper box, and then let the dog carry it on his back.

According to Agou's meaning, since this item is a tribute, it should be kept by himself to avoid accidents. After all, no one dares to provoke him, the black-angered domineering person easily.
Chapter completed!