I'm picking up waste in fairyland

Chapter 103 Precious Ingredients
The fat man took a puff of cigarette carelessly, and then glanced at Ma San: "Is there anything to prepare, we have the tools ready-made, just roll your arms and do it!"

Hearing this, Ma Sanyan waved his hands again and again, and said in horror: "That's not acceptable! There are zongzi below! We must prepare in advance!"

When he mentioned the word zongzi, his tone even trembled a little. It seems that the thing in the underground palace really scared him a lot back then!
Fatty doesn't have the momentum he had just now. In recent years, tomb-robbing novels have been popular, and with the endless zombie movies in the 80s, as someone who has experienced it, it is true, it is false!
"I'm going to prepare black donkey hooves, glutinous rice, black live blood, and big cock!"

With that said, Fatty is about to stand up and go to the town to purchase these necessary things to deal with Zongzi!
Seeing this, Ma San pushed the fat man back onto one, and reminded: "At this critical point, if you really want to buy these things, you will definitely be suspected by others!"

"Then we can't deal with zongzi with bare hands! Although Fat Lord, I'm quite capable, but I'm still a bit powerless to deal with those things!" The fat man said helplessly.

At this moment, Sui Guan suddenly said: "Uncle, tell me the exact location of the underground palace later, I can go alone, and you and Fatty should go to Xiaomu's side to help!"

"Are you alone?" Ma San looked at Sui Guan with some horror.

The fat man frowned and said, "Brother, now is not the time to be brave!"

Sui Guan said calmly, "My life is very precious. If I'm not sure, do you think I'll take risks?"

He has basically been able to confirm by now that the thing in the underground palace is definitely not a zongzi.

After all, Danyang once said that with the current spiritual energy in the mortal world, it is impossible to produce such a heaven-defying thing.

So that guy is very likely to be a martial artist who has cultivated himself!
And Sui Guan's current cultivation base has reached the innate realm, plus he has a middle-grade spirit sword of the mortal rank by his side, he can be said to be extremely confident in his current strength!
But Fatty's next words nearly broke Sui Guan's work!
"Brother, you have to think carefully! After all, you don't even have a boy pee now. If you bring me, maybe you still have a certain chance of winning!"

Sui Guan said angrily: "Are you showing off your single status in a different direction?"

When the fat man heard the words, he laughed meanly: "You don't understand this, the fat man is called guarding his body like jade!"

"I'll go to your uncle!"

Sui Guan kicked the fat man angrily, being disgusted by this guy.

In the end, despite Fatty and Ma Sanyan's talk, Sui Guan didn't change his mind and decided to go to the underground palace alone.

Fatty and the two couldn't resist him, so they had no choice but to accept the arrangement in the end.

After explaining the location of the ancient tomb, Ma Sanyan asked with concern: "When are you going to leave?"

Sui Guan said: "Daytime is not conducive to action, let's do it at night!"

To do this kind of thing, of course, it is better to come at night and hide it. Although Ma Sanyan said that the west mountain is always inaccessible, just in case, he decided to do it when the night is dark and the wind is high.

In the evening, Aimu led the archaeological team and returned to Ma Sanyan's house in Zaidu.

They still had a gloomy look on their face, and they probably had gained nothing.

After the meal, what Aimu and Lin Hui discussed the most was still the untranslatable Mongolian language.

The rest of the people who listened were drowsy, and now they still retain their enthusiasm for the ancient tombs, so they are probably the only two girls left!

Ye Ming didn't have time to pay attention to these things. If it wasn't because of Aimu's presence, he wouldn't have participated in this archaeological mission even if he was killed!
As for Chen Zheng, his mission was equally clear, which was to hold Ye Shao's thick thigh tightly.

As long as this thigh is hugged well, it will have a better future than him in the archaeological industry in the future, so why bother to go far away!
Sui Guan and Fatty are still more concerned about the underground palace, although they are also interested in the map and Kunlun.

But helplessly, these are still within the scope of speculation, and no one can be sure how much restoration Lin Hui's translation has.

It was late at night, and everyone returned to their respective rooms to rest. After a long day, their bodies were already exhausted.

Only Sui Guan and Ai Mu were left in the yard, quietly admiring the moon.

"I originally thought that this archaeological work should be nothing, but I didn't expect such an unexpected harvest!"

Aimu held a cup of hot tea in both hands, calmly talking about the joy in her heart at this moment.

Sui Guan smiled and said: "Your discovery this time should shock the archaeological world! After all, this is a derivative text that has never been discovered before!"

In the archaeological world, discovering a brand new typeface is far more precious than discovering a rare treasure. After all, it symbolizes a brand new civilization.

Although the Mongolian script discovered today is only a derivative font, it is enough to make the industry ecstatic!
Although Aimu had made a major discovery, he still maintained an attitude of neither arrogance nor rashness, and said lightly:
"The reason why our Huaxia origins spread is relying on words, which can be said to be the crystallization of our 5000-year culture. The birth of each word has its own special meaning, so in my opinion, these derived words are actually more like It's a code!"

"Password?" Sui Guan was slightly taken aback.

"That's right!" Aimu nodded: "A secret should be hidden in these words, and in order to keep these secrets, the ancients used this method to cover up information, just like Morse code!"

Morse code, Sui Guan has heard of, is a text encryption processing method.

It is very appropriate for Aimo to use it as a metaphor for these derivative words.

But the only thing that puzzles Sui Guan is why the ancients took so much trouble?

Besides, in the Mongolian and Yuan dynasties, there seemed to be no secrets to cause a sensation!
Thinking of this, Sui Guan asked suspiciously: "There seems to be no secrets worth using this method to hide information in the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, right?"

Aimu shook her head: "No! There is one thing that I think is worth doing for them!"

Hearing this, Sui Guan's heart moved slightly, then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Aimu who was beside him: "You mean..."

Speaking of this, Sui Guan stopped talking, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Because the guess in his heart is too amazing, if it is as he thought, then these derived texts are really a priceless treasure!

Looking at Sui Guan's disbelieving face, Ai Mu continued what the other party had left to say.

"That's right, it's the ancient tomb of the Mongolian Tianjiao!"

(End of this chapter)