After the immortal disappeared

"How to say?"

"Remember the Jindu Ghost Mother you mentioned to me before?" Dong Rui said, "It can make human women pregnant and give birth to ghost fetuses. Most of them are grotesque, but occasionally one or two...are very similar to humans."

Jindu Ghost Mother, I haven’t heard this name for a long time. He Lingchuan immediately thought of the flesh and blood fortress on the outskirts of Panlong City.

At that time, Jindu Ghost Mother gave birth to an extremely rare ghost child, the Eater. This guy slipped into a mine on the outskirts of the city and wanted to eat people to grow, but was killed by He Lingchuan's team and General Red.

He Lingchuan's team has fought against the Eater. This thing can transform into a human form when it is still in its cub stage and has very strong fighting ability.

"This kind of ghost cub is only slightly different from humans in terms of body and brain structure, but its abilities and lifespan are far higher than humans."

He Lingchuan thought thoughtfully: "Isn't this a perfect humanoid demon? Does the god still need to let Cao Wendao do research?"

"The problem is that the possibility of Jindu Ghost Mother giving birth to such an offspring is extremely small. And Jindu Ghost Mother is not a prolific god. It may take decades for her to conceive a ghost fetus. Even if she gives birth once There is no way to give birth to nearly human-like offspring after nine ghost cubs.”

"But the fact that there is this record in Cao Wendao's handbook means that the gods succeeded, but the chance is uncontrollable." He Lingchuan thought of the Devil's Nest, where there used to be a tormentor, a living Jindu ghost cub.

What are the consequences of experiments that are always unstable and the success rate always depends on God’s face?

It cannot be mass produced.

Over time, it can only be regarded as a failure.

"The gods are a little anxious, and even forced gods like Jindu Ghost Mother to do experiments." He Lingchuan stroked his chin, "Interesting."

There was only the bottom of the jar of apricot wine left. Dong Rui drank so hard that he burped twice in a row.

He was about to take a nap and recuperate, but when he reached the door, he turned back, took out a paper bag from his arms and handed it to He Lingchuan: "This is an urgent message from Ding Zuodong from Yangshan Islands to Jucheng. I'm here to find him." You brought it here by the way."

Urgent? He Lingchuan took it and opened it smoothly.

Inside is a letter and six or seven ancient books.

The letter was written by Ding Zuodong, to the effect that this book was taken out of the library of Bailielu's family at He Lingchuan's request.

With Yangshan's current material and financial resources, Bailie has long been infiltrated into a sieve. Bailie civilians cannot live without the supply of Yangshan Chamber of Commerce. There are even a large number of Bailie people working in Yangshan's industry to make money.

It’s not that the Lu family can’t see the shortcomings, it’s that they can’t stop them from being corrected.

These ancient books on the table were given to Yangshan in private by Lao Wangtou, who managed the library at the Lu family.

Lao Wangtou's grandson planned to marry his beloved girl, but the betrothal gift was not enough, so Lao Wangtou stole old books from the Lu family's library to Yang Shan in exchange for a large sum of money.

Anyway, these old books are just for storage. No one has read them in how many years?

Lao Wangtou himself is a book lover, so he can pick out what Ding Zuodong wants.

And Ding Zuodong has only one request:

Collect ancient books related to gods and immortals. The more detailed the content, the better, and the less catchy and eye-catching.

Dong Rui had not peeked before, but he saw that these ancient books were in tatters. The cover of the top one was half torn, so he came over and took a look:

""Dafeng Side Examination"? What is this, a paper?"

He Lingchuan carefully turned over these books, fearing that if he breathed too much, the pages would turn into crumbs: "They have all been treated with antiseptic treatment, and the pages are still so brittle. The Lu family's library is really poorly maintained!"

"I have some mysteries, and I can only find answers from history. The Bailielu family is an ancient descendant of immortals that has continued since the end of ancient times. They have been around for nearly three thousand years. They have collected and compiled information over the generations, even if it is just characters, genealogy, and historical records. "

These ancient books were things that the children of the Lu family had never read, but He Lingchuan got them out.

He flipped through two books at random, and the contents were average.

Until he picked up "Dafeng Side Examination", he discovered that the only cover material of this book was paper, and the cover had been changed at least once because the handwriting on the cover and the inner pages were different.

He turned directly to the end and saw that the author was Lu Yanhe, and the recording time was about 1,300 years ago in the Dafeng era.

The special time point of "1,300 years ago" immediately attracted He Lingchuan's attention.

"I still seem to have some impression of the name Lu Yanhe. Lingguang, help me find out the Lu family tree."

He had too many things, some of which he didn't usually use, so he put them in Lingguang's hands for preservation.

The jade peach necklace on Lingguang's neck can store things. As soon as he heard it, he rummaged through the storage chain.

Taking advantage of this time, He Lingchuan also introduced Dong Rui:

"The side examination is not a test paper, but a recording method compared to the 'main note'. It studies and infers from the side, and usually the spread is not large."

He carefully turned the pages and felt its material, "Official records are like official history, which are always scrawled and redrawn by the victors; 'side examinations' are usually recorded privately and are rarely known to the public. Even though there are some exaggerations and absurdities, there are some Profiling can preserve the true historical facts better.”

The material of the book page itself is slightly transparent, a bit grainy and soft to the touch. He Lingchuan found a large blank page and tried to pull it gently. He drank. It was not broken and was still elastic.

"It's amazing that an antique book that's 1,300 years old can still be flexible."

The Lu family's library is not very carefully managed and preserved now. Just seeing that Old Wangtou can still guard and steal the library tells us that no one usually goes to the library. Therefore, the reason why this book can be well preserved depends on itself.

Gui Yuan also wanted to reach out and touch it, but Dong Rui opened it with a slap: "Ow!"

Can an old book stand up to its rough edges?

He Lingchuan knew it well, so he pinched the pages of the book and looked at the light. He found that the yellowing of the pages was not old, but its original color, with a slight coppery shine.

He was convinced, "This is not paper, this is gold leather."

"Gold?" Dong Rui scratched his head, and Guiyuan also scratched his head and bared his teeth. Did this guy bully the monkey and not read a book?

Aunt Zhu was taking a nap next to her, and she became sleepy when she mentioned the book.

"In the Middle Ages, jade slips that could originally store text began to disappear from the stage of history, and practitioners had to find other ways to preserve text for a long time." He Lingchuan clicked on the page, "This is one of the methods, the golden book."

"The ancients planted golden grass in gold mines. This kind of grass absorbs copper and is stiff and has very thick fibers. By mixing it with other raw materials and going through a special production process, you can create this kind of gold that will not rot or melt. Parchment paper. Even if it is placed in a damp and dark place, it will not rot as long as it is not directly soaked in water. "

Why did He Lingchuan know? There is a batch of gold-covered books kept in the Panlong City Shujin Academy, and ordinary teachers are not eligible to borrow them. Master Sun occasionally borrowed a few books to read at home, and would tell him many allusions and unpopular knowledge.

Dong Rui actually only heard the word "gold mine". He couldn't help it, others were so tacky:

"It sounds like it's going to be expensive."

Can those who can grow plants next to gold mines be ordinary people? He Lingchuan smiled: "Yes, if you want to make qualified gold paper, you need at least golden grass that has grown for more than five years. If you want to make such a thin book, it will cost no more than fifty taels. So, here is the answer The content is worth looking forward to.”

What would Lu Yanhe write in the gold book worth fifty thousand dollars?

The words here are the language of ancient immortals.

"More than 1,300 years ago was the standard medieval period. The immortals had not disappeared and Bejia had not yet appeared." He Lingchuan said sternly, "I have always wanted to know what the world was like before Bejia. The immortals and gods had not yet appeared. What are you doing?"

But this idea is not easy to realize. Not to mention the Middle Ages, in this chaotic and noisy world, historical data from two hundred years ago are all snow and mud, and are rare to see.

As for ancient times, only legends remain from ancient times.

Even the demons who invaded this world and killed countless people turned into gods worshiped by all the people in the end. It is extremely difficult for this world to inherit something.

At this time, Lingguang finally took out three thick books and slapped them on the table.

"Found it! Deer family tree."

The Lu family has been around for three thousand years, from the ancient war between immortals and demons to the present day. The bloodline is endless, and the family tree is certainly very thick.

"The medieval period, well, it should be in this bound volume." He Lingchuan took out a deer family tree and flipped through dozens of pages without bothering to look at it. He screamed with the soul-telling mirror in his arms, " Stop, I found it! Yes, it’s on this page!”

Turned over.

According to genealogical records, Bailie was still a serious country at that time, located in what is now Beqa.

Lu Yanhe was the younger brother of the then Bailie monarch, and according to current parlance, he was the prince. At that time, Bailie was powerful and its territory was larger than Bega's demon kingdom, Shanyu Kingdom. There were several medium powers around it, and it was not afraid.

Seeing this, He Lingchuan was actually a little emotional.

If all the leaders of the Lu family in history were like Lu Zhenxian, even with Lingshan as their backing, the Lu family would have been extinct long ago. Fortunately, every few generations, there will always be opportunities and personnel for ZTE to make the Lu family prosperous for decades or hundreds of years.

Although the Lu family has always had the legend of the so-called "son of luck", to put it more simply, wouldn't this mean that "talented people emerge from generation to generation"?

Lu Yanhe was a rebellious person by nature and had no interest in government affairs. He went out to study after he reached adulthood at the age of 18. After returning, his temperament became bohemian. He only had a good life with fine clothes and fine food. He went out to travel for as long as seven or eight times. Months, sometimes two or three years before returning. The king advised him to have more families, but he ignored him and continued to go his own way until he was one hundred and eighty-five years old, and died without any illness.

The Lu family has a history of three thousand years, and there are many descendants. There are many more amazing and talented people who can write about it. The genealogy and family history have not written much about Lu Yanhe.

But He Lingchuan noticed that Lu Yanhe's identity was the monarch's biological brother, the prince. In this position, it is not good to be too diligent and want to make progress too much, as it can easily lead to suspicion.