I Can See the Lines of Fortune Chapter 89: ?? Half a copy of ancient documents

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Early the next morning.

Mo Xiaobai rang the doorbell of Meng Cheng's house.

Ding ding ding!

The doorbell rang, and not long after, the black metal door opened. Wearing a loose white shirt, standing inside the door with a gentle temperament, he smiled and said: "Come in."

Mo Xiaobai nodded and walked into Meng Cheng's house.

The Mengcheng house is obviously much larger than the one rented to Mo Xiaobai, and the decoration is more luxurious.

There are black unknown wooden sofas in the living room, and unknown murals and the like are hung on the walls.

Mo Xiaobai glanced over and stopped on a mural.

There is a giant over five meters tall on the mural, and there are a few bunny people around his waist. They don't know what they are doing.

Giant spirits and bunny people.

Following Mo Xiaobai's gaze, Meng Chengke saw the mural.

He smiled and said: "The mural rubbed from an ancient ruin should be a scene of communication between the two races of the giant spirit and the bunny."

Mo Xiaobai asked curiously: "Teacher Meng, what kind of race is the giant spirit?"

His talent is the power of the giant spirit, and Mo Xiaobai is very curious about the race of the giant spirit.

Meng Cheng heard this, stretched out his hand and pushed the gold wire glasses, his dark gray eyes were extremely deep: "Giant spirits are probably a very glorious race in the ancient times. Judging from the ancient ruins and documents we have unearthed now, At that time, the giant spirit should have a fairly developed civilization, and its individual strength was also very strong, and may not even be weaker than our current Azure Empire."

Speaking, he sighed: "Unfortunately, no one knows why such a powerful giant suddenly disappeared in the long river of history."

Mo Xiaobai looked at the mural, also very curious.

Obviously, the bunny people of the same era are still alive and well, but the giant spirit is gone?

The giant spirit is too miserable, right?

Meng Cheng smiled and said: "Follow me to the study."

Mo Xiaobai nodded quickly and followed Mengcheng.

Mengcheng’s study is very large, almost fifty square meters in size. A large wooden desk is placed on the innermost side of the study. On the desk is a stack of heavy old books, which seem to be research materials.

In the study room, there are rows of bookshelves full of books.

Some books look very new, and some books have very old covers.

Mo Xiaobai opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of surprise, and exclaimed: "So many books?"

There are almost a thousand books here, right?

Meng Cheng smiled slightly and said softly: "Let's see for yourself."

Speaking, he came to the desk and took out a strange book.

The book seems to have only the first half, and the second half seems to be torn off.

The brown-red cover looks a little yellow, and I don’t know how many years have passed.

It seems to have a long history.

Meng Cheng opened the strange book and started to bury his head.

Mo Xiaobai took a look, then cast his gaze on the bookshelf.

He strolled in front of the bookshelf and took out a book casually.

"Blue Era, Rule of Six Nations"

Mo Xiaobai opened the book, and found that this book was about the history of the six races of humans, bunnymen, eidolons, barbarians, elves, and sharks fighting against each other before the establishment of the Azure Empire.

Mo Xiaobai turned it over curiously.

He discovered that before the establishment of the Azure Empire, there were active figures of Void Gods in the politics and battlefield of the six races.

According to Mo Xiaobai's understanding, the Void God Sect was born in the golden age before the Azure Age or even earlier.

The end of the golden age seems to have been opened by the Void Gods.

Mo Xiaobai didn't understand the specific reason.

But...

Mo Xiaobai recalled the strange and evil stone statue of a demon that night.

I'm afraid it has something to do with that destroyer, right?

Later, it was precisely because of the chaos of various sects worshiping demons and evil gods, coupled with the tremendous pressure brought by the demons in the void domain, the six clans established the six-member elders group and the imperial assembly, opening the sky blue Age of Empires.

Since then, the Void Gods and various sects have gradually been suppressed into the darkness ~IndoMTL.com~ The time passed quickly, and when Mo Xiaobai came back to his senses, his stomach was almost hungry. Flat.

He raised his head and glanced in the enlightened direction, and found that he was still immersed in the book, picking up the pen from time to time, not knowing what he was recording.

Mo Xiaobai put the book "The Rule of Six Races" back to its original place, and walked over with some curiosity.

Later, he found that the half of the strange ancient book Meng Cheng placed on the table was unfolding, and there were symbol records on the yellowed paper of unknown material. These symbols were words that Mo Xiaobai did not recognize at all. .

Meng admitted that he really looked at the symbol, and turned on some information from time to time, and seemed to compare the meaning of the symbol, frowning and thinking from time to time, writing a few imperial words on the paper, and sometimes shaking his head slightly to obliterate the words.

I don't know how long it took before Meng Cheng seemed to find Mo Xiaobai beside him. He smiled gently, and gently supported the Jinsi glasses.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Xiaobai was looking down at the ghost symbols, and was drew back to his senses by the voice of admiration.

He suddenly smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's just a little curious about what Teacher Meng is doing, so devoted, so I came over to take a look unknowingly."

Meng Cheng heard the words, and the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile appeared in his dark gray eyes.

"It's no big deal, it's just documents from ancient times."

"Documents from ancient times?"

Mo Xiaobai widened his eyes in surprise, and looked at the half of the document.

Although this ancient book seems to be a bit old, Mo Xiaobai had no idea that it would be an ancient book that is older than the golden age.

The ancient books of that era have not been broken yet?

Meng Cheng saw Mo Xiaobai’s surprised look and chuckled lightly: “This is indeed a rare and precious document. After the turmoil at the end of the two eras, the ancient era and the golden age, the remains and documents of the ancient era It’s extremely rare."

Mo Xiaobai looked at the documents spread out on the table, as well as the faded black ink stains on the yellowed paper, and the peculiar writing. He looked at the enlightenment again. He endured and endured it in his heart. In the end, he couldn't bear it. She opened her mouth and asked:

"Why did Teacher Na Meng have this document?"

The documents of ancient times are so precious!

Meng Cheng chuckled, "Didn't I say that yesterday? I study history from the Meng family for generations, and I am especially interested in the history of ancient times."

Mo Xiaobai nodded lightly, then glanced at the half of ancient books, and asked curiously: "Is it related to this half of ancient books?"

Meng Cheng nodded lightly. He stood up and walked to the window. The sun was shining on his face through the window. The originally angular face was a little soft and dark gray. His eyes also shone brightly.

"Yes, it is related to this half of the ancient book."

"Do you know what this ancient book is called?"

Mo Xiaobai felt a little curious: "What is it called?"

""The History of Mongolian Kings""

"Huh? This..."

Mo Xiaobai opened his eyes wide, looked at the ancient books, and then at Mengcheng, his eyes were a little shocked.

The King Meng... is the king with the surname Meng?

An epic about the king of Mongolian surname?

Mengcheng's last name is Meng...

Mo Xiaobai suddenly felt a little understanding.

Meng Cheng turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaobai in surprise, with a soft smile: "It is the diary of a king who was surnamed Meng in ancient times. It is said that our ancestors of the Meng family fled from their hometown during the rule of the six races. I brought it out when I was in."

Speaking, he sighed, with a look of regret on his face: "Unfortunately there is still half of this book I don't know where."

Mo Xiaobai was a little stunned: "Teacher Meng, you mean, in the ancient times, your Meng family had a king?"

Meng Cheng chuckled and waved his hand: "Of course, this is just what the ancestors of the Meng family said. How far away the ancient times are. Who knows whether our current Meng family is related to the Meng king at that time? Maybe it’s just from which ruins our ancestors fished out. As soon as the name and surname Meng are seen, it is regarded as our own family heirloom. It is not even clear whether this Meng Wang is true or fabricated by the author. Of course, we Meng. There are still people in the family who are proud of the descendants of the Meng King."

Speaking of this, Meng Cheng spoke with some humor: "On the contrary, I feel that this "Meng Wang Shi" is more likely to put gold on the face of my ancestors."

Mo Xiaobai: "..."

Looking at the enchanted smile, Mo Xiaobai's mouth twitched.

If Teacher Meng’s ancestors heard this, I wonder if the coffin board can still be pressed?

He wisely decided not to answer, but smiled awkwardly and politely.

Meng Cheng seemed to feel a little boring when Mo Xiaobai didn't answer. His eyes lit up when he thought of something.

"That's right."

He walked back to the desk a few steps, took out a thick brown-black notebook from the drawer on the side of the desk, and handed it to Mo Xiaobai.

"Read and read."

Mo Xiaobai took the thick notebook and was a little curious: "Mr. Meng, what is this?"

"The translation of "The History of Mongolian Kings"."

Mo Xiaobai shook his hand and the notebook almost fell to the ground.

He opened his eyes and looked at Mengcheng: "Teacher Meng, is it okay to read such an expensive thing to me?"

The dark gray eyes of the enlightenment looked at Mo Xiaobai, and smiled gently: "Xiaobai, what do you think is the significance of the historical excavation?"

Mo Xiaobai was taken aback, and some didn't know how to answer.

Meng Cheng patted Mo Xiaobai's shoulder gently: "Of course it is to let the world understand the rise and fall of the times, understand our vast world, so that we will not repeat the same mistakes."

Mo Xiaobai glanced at her, and then nodded lightly.

"I understand."

He opened the cover and his first glance was a hand-painted bunny man. The bunny man was wearing a robe, a crown of thorns, and a scepter studded with gems.

Seeing this hand-painted ~IndoMTL.com~ Meng Cheng's eyes flashed in memory: "This notebook was given to me by my brother before. This is a copy he copied from "The History of the King of Meng"."

Mo Xiaobai nodded.

Yesterday, Meng Cheng also said that his brother was supposed to be looking for ancient relics.

The house originally belonged to his brother.

Mo Xiaobai turned the first page, and the powerful handwriting came out through the paper, telling the beginning of a king.

"My name is Mengshi, and I wrote this first one at the moment. This diary will record my life as the Bunnyman."

"Yes, I was elected by my compatriots as the Bunnyman King. It's just...Can I be a good king? Can lead my compatriots to live a good life in this vast grassland, so that they no longer suffer I am troubled by disease, no longer worry about food, no longer be attacked by wild animals? I don’t know...but I am willing to work hard for this goal."

"I have taken an oath, as the bunny king, I am willing to use my life to fight for my compatriots, to save them from disaster, hunger and pain, so that they can live happily on the grassland."