Gu Qing rubbed the hilt in his hand for a long time and deeply felt its material, touch and structure. The hilt was as light as wood, but it was very hard, and Gu Qing did not notice any interlayers in it.

This is expected. If there is a piercing mezzanine layer on the hilt of the sword, it will not be Gu Qing's turn to decrypt it.

He just completely eliminated this possibility first.

Gu Qing then condensed a little bit of ice and poured it into the hilt of the sword without any turmoil. This was not surprising. According to He Qing, there should be practitioners in the Red Society.

Of course, there is another possibility that Gu Qing's internal strength is inconsistent with the sword hilt, or the amount is not enough.

But Gu Qing has no conditions to verify this now.

There is no paint on the hilt, and the texture on its material itself is so fine that it is difficult to detect.

Gu Qing focused on analyzing every bit of texture observed to his best ability.

When he kept comparing different textures, he finally found something strange. Then Gu Qing's eyes fell on the hilt of the sword, first staring at one point for a long time, and then looking at another point for a long time.

Of course, the two textures are different, but if they are both naturally formed textures, you can always find connections with each other.

Gu Qing looked at the texture of the two dots and said that there was something in touch, but if he paid attention to the details of the two dots and continued to analyze the details in depth, he still felt something was wrong.

Gu Qing rubbed his temples. This extremely detailed analysis was a big test for his eyesight and also consumed his brain power.

Gu Qing rested for a while.

When his spirit recovered, Gu Qing touched his chin and the rough stubble rubbed his tiger's mouth, which seemed to have a wonderful stimulating effect on his spirit.

Soon he thought of a solution, and Gu Qing decided to polish a few lenses to help him observe the hilt of the sword.

First, I satisfied my hungry belly, and then took a good night's sleep.

Then Gu Qing went out to buy some glass sheets and other spare materials back.

After returning, I checked it as usual, but found no abnormalities, so Gu Qing started working.

Because I haven't polished the mirror for a long time, and the quality of the glass is not very good. Gu Qinghua took a long time to polish the first satisfactory lens. With the first success, it became relatively easier later.

Finally, Gu Qingmiao made six lenses of reasonable quality.

Gu Qing used these lenses as materials to make simple magnification equipment.

Then he used this equipment to observe the hilt of the sword. His eyes felt a lot better, and he saw it more clearly, and the information he obtained was more detailed and rich.

Therefore, Gu Qing was finally able to determine that the texture of the sword hilt was divided into natural and artificial.

But Gu Qing still finds it difficult to understand who used what methods to add textures similar to the natural texture on the hilt to the sword hilt.

These textures are too subtle and are similar to the natural texture inherent on the hilt. Unless someone else has the vision of Gu Qing, and has a good lens to make a device that can magnify the observation of things more than 20 times, and deliberately compare different textures, it is difficult to notice something strange.

Of course, things in the world of cultivation are hard to say. Some people should be more perverted than Gu Qing imagined, but those who study the hilt of the sword in the Red Society should not have this ability.

Gu Qing drew out some of the selected textures and then observed them.

"These textures should be some kind of special symbol."

Gu Qing spent the next two days on the hilt of the sword and finally got fifty-five complex symbols. Each symbol can evoke the wonderful feeling that Gu Qing had when he saw the hilt of the sword.

However, compared to the hilt itself, this wonderful feeling seems to be much weaker.

He also savored it carefully before he could realize it.

The symbols are too complex and have a unique charm. Gu Qinghua took some time to remember the symbols, but he had never seen such symbols before, so it was difficult to get started for a while.

When he wrote symbols, he did not feel anything unusual, so Gu Qing wanted to start with the meaning of symbols. After some analysis, Gu Qing believed that symbols were probably a kind of text, similar to bronze inscriptions and seal scripts, with unique meanings.

So Gu Qing decided to keep the symbol in mind and destroyed the paper recording the symbols.

Next, Gu Qing went to various bookstores in the city to wander around, but found no clues about symbols. He even spent a lot of money to buy a book about ancient texts from a bookseller, but he still gained nothing.

Gu Qing finally decided to write a letter to ask Xu Guru. She might be able to help her. It just so happens that tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, so it would be nice to write a letter to ask.

"Miss Xu, it's been so good lately. Everything is fine here. I don't know how you are there..."

I wrote a lot of polite words, and Gu Qing read them himself, hey, it's not his style.

"Do you recognize this 'symbol'? If you understand it, please give me some advice."

Gu Qing still chose to click directly and simply click.

Of course, he would not put all his hopes on Xu Guru. He also planned to go to Mr. Fang to see if he could use Mr. Fang's relationship to go to the official library, and he could also ask He Qing.

However, it is a little troublesome to ask He Qing. After all, if He Qing knows the origin of the symbols and the symbols are related to practice, he will inevitably ask questions.

Therefore, He Qing's side is Gu Qing's last choice.

Gu Qing took the letter to the tailor shop in the city - Slow Embroidery.

The guy inside recognized him, and it was obvious that Xu Gu Qing had given instructions. After Gu Qing explained his purpose, the guy accepted the letter and explained that they were Xu Gu Wen's maids. The maid who received the letter was called Xiaolian, and asked Gu Qing to come and get the letter back tomorrow morning.

This surprised Gu Qing because Xu slowly returned to Yunzhou, a thousand miles away from Jiangcheng. Can he be so fast? Gu Qing guessed that they should have used some special communication method.

But Gu Qing didn't want to explore this yet, so he left after saying a few words of thanks.

Since you can get a reply tomorrow, Gu Qing is not in a hurry to find Mr. Fang, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be celebrated tomorrow.

He thought about it and said that no matter whether he would trouble Mr. Fang tomorrow, he should bring some gifts to visit him.

I plan to go to the antique shop and ask if the repair of real paintings is already yellow.

Gu Qing arrived at the antique shop, and the shopkeeper Ma was there. When he saw Gu Qing, he sighed and said, "Young Master Gu, that matter is considered to be a waste. I am just going to find some time to inform you."

"What happened?" It's a pity that Gu Qing lost the opportunity to make money. Although he made a lot of money every time, it was because of his good luck. The people he met were either rich or noble, and he did not regard money as money.
Chapter completed!