Chapter 267
"I don’t know what this is."
Chen Songyuan glanced at the slender bamboo stick in Jon’s hand. When the room was forced to be cleaned, it was cleared from the study of the father.
At that time, he said that he would take it out and throw it away, but after he put it in his pocket, he forgot about it. It is estimated that he accidentally fell into the car.
"If you find it interesting, I will give it to you. I don't know what it is anyway."
"That's okay, take it back later and see what it is. I look at the words on the upper side like antiques."
"Come on."
Chen Songyuan turned the steering wheel to the left and turned around: "If this thing is antique , Then my house is full of antiques. It is estimated that my dad bought it from some place. Later, he found that it was of no value, so he used it as a bookmark.
If it is really a good thing, you will be the Master Will Zi let me throw it away? The words on the top look like antiques. I guess someone imitated the artistic words."
"That's the same, but take it back and take a look There is no big problem either."
Jon backhanded the small bamboo stick and put it in his pocket, then took out his phone and started playing.
After lunch, the two returned to the laboratory to sort out the results, and after the dormitory packaged and sent to the teacher's mailbox, Jon was going to the library.
"What are you doing in the library? Don't tell me, you are going to write your novel again?"
Chen Songyuan patted Jon's arm.
"Listen to Brother's advice. If there is no way out for writing novels, don't persist in your own wrong doings on this divergent road."
"Go away, I am not writing novels. In order to make money."
Jon certainly knows that Chen Songyuan did not really hit him. The first readers and supporters of his novels were Chen Songyuan. If it weren’t for this local tyrant, his novels would have been rushing. No one watched it.
"I'm going to the library to check this."
He waved the bamboo slips in his hand: "I heard that the teachers of the Department of History took advantage of the clearance of the large library next door. I have come back from a large number of old books, and I will go through them and see if I can find any clues."
"Good younger brother, is it good for me to play games with my big brother? You? Why bother to embarrass yourself, this thing really has no research value."
"It's all boring anyway. Playing games can't solve your boredom. Why don't you do something meaningful with me."
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Jon backhands Chen Songyuan and drags the person out of dormitory: "Let's go, let's go to the library together."
After a while, Chen Songyuan buried his head in the pile of books with a bitter face.
"Big brother, look at the students in the history department around you, look at the eyes of the two of us, do they seem to be looking at two perverts?"
Jon lowered his head and turned cautiously An old book, he looked up at Chen Songyuan and said, "Don’t talk nonsense. Even if you are looking at perverts, you are not looking at me. Besides, it depends on your notorious historical images among the girls in the Department of History and Literature. It’s good if the girls didn’t come up and scratch you. Don’t ask too much. When you are studying here with the girls, why don’t I think you are so hypocritical?"
"Big brother, the times are already Is it different?" Chen Songyuan lowered his voice and hugged: "Now I have already changed my wickedness and re-behaved again. Can't the behavior of the scumbag in the past involve the present?"
"The way you used to be is decided In your current life, these expressions are all your retribution for messing up the relationship between men and women in the past. You have time to care about how other people look at you with strange eyes. It's better to do something business and help me find similar words. I remember seeing it here before."
"Have you seen it before?"
Chen Songyuan suddenly had strength, he got up from his seat and ran straight Those old books in the historical area with the fragrance of ink.
After a while, he returned with a pile of books, and then sent back the books in front of Jon, as well as the books Jon was reading.
"Fang is inconvenient to tell me, what are you doing?"
Jon looked at the local tyrant Chen with a blank expression and did not understand what he was doing.
"I haven't finished reading it yet."
The library's regulations not to make a loud noise saved Chen Songyuan, or else now Jon must let Chen Songyuan know what an angry version of him is.
"If you want to find what you have read before, then how can you read those things that might be useful? You usually read materials related to your novels in the library, but all you write are It’s a novel by Ancient Era. It’s either the Shang Dynasty or the Zhou Dynasty. The most recent one is the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. What use do you read about the Tang and Song Dynasties here?" I’m not feeling very well recently."
Jon took a book and read it. Fortunately, I don’t have many books in this part. Otherwise, he doesn’t know when to see it.
Chen Songyuan’s behavior of giving up his life to accompany a gentleman, overwhelming majority is also because of boredom. In fact, because he has had many girlfriends, he has basically read some books in this area, so he doesn’t I think Jon can find the book he wants.
"I found it."
Jon flips through the book in his hand. This should be an ancient book that was reprinted, but it should also be reprinted during the Republic of China. The traces on it are very Clear.
He picked up the bamboo slips set aside and began to compare them, and finally determined that the two were similar, so he lifted the head excitedly, wanting to share the news.
However, when he looked up towards Chen Songyuan, he found that Chen Songyuan's face had become blurred. As if in an instant, everything began to move away from him quickly, everything around him became blurred, only the book and bamboo slips in his hand were still clear.
But it seems normal.
He doesn't think that the whole world is only left with books and this bamboo slip, which is a problem.
It was as if there was a voice whispering in his ears, asking him to take a good look at the bamboo slips and books, he lowered his head involuntarily, this feeling made him feel very familiar.
Seems familiar.
Who told him such a thing?
He carefully checked the information on his hand and felt that the black bird in the book was also very familiar.
But how can there be birds without legs on the world?
Jon sneered.
The book said that the words engraved on the bamboo slips in his hand were Golden Cauldron inscriptions for sacrificial use. They were just praying to God for the destiny, not meaningful words.
He turned another page of the book and read the explanation at the back of the book.
But those explanations are full of seriousness, just as fake and boring as official explanations. What interests Jon is that in the book, there is a graffiti left by who doesn't know.
A scribble explanation of fate.
Jon's mind suddenly remembered his situation, but when he remembered it, the entire world was instantly darkened.
Slumped into silence again.