My Skills Have Special Effects

As the jade crystal yellow wine beads were picked off one by one and put into the creation space, the creation treasure fruit hanging on the branches became more and more solid, and finally turned into a treasure fruit with a round shape like an orange and a topaz-like body. .

There are some shallow strange lines on its surface, just like the lines on the back of a tortoise shell, exuding a strange aura, just like the fire pattern treasure fruit.

Thin colorful haloes were used as branches to hang the precious fruit. As each jade crystal yellow sweet wine bead was put in, the lines on the precious fruit also spread rapidly, becoming more and more fine. In the end, they were just like the fire pattern precious fruit. , forming an extremely mysterious and complicated pattern!

Compared with the fire pattern treasure fruit, the pattern of the turtle pattern treasure fruit can be seen by Lin Yan at a glance, just like a pattern of a divine turtle holding a monument and riding the waves to chase the mountains!

Lin Yan looked at the pattern carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it contained infinite mysteries, and all the strength in his body seemed to start to move along with the pattern.

This feeling... is somewhat similar to the light and shadow pattern transmitted when I accepted the inheritance of the inheritance jade just now!

However, just like when he saw the fire pattern treasure fruit before, there was a thin invisible but extremely tough barrier that separated him from the pattern on the treasure fruit, preventing him from going up or down, no matter what. Can't grasp the essence of it.

Opening his eyes, Lin Yan looked around. The light had dimmed a lot. He had already picked almost all the jade crystals and yellow sweet pearls on the surrounding walls.

When he selected the fine ones, he followed the order of first the yellow grade, then the mysterious grade, and finally the jade grade.

Even so, catalyzing the turtle pattern treasure fruit to the same level as the fire pattern treasure fruit would consume almost all the jade crystal yellow sweet wine beads.

Looking around now, there are only seven jade crystal yellow sweet wine beads left in the whole room, as well as some extremely small beads scattered in other places, as well as some that are inconvenient to remove on the ceiling wall.

Lin Yan picked four of the seven remaining jade beads and put them away, while leaving the other three untouched.

The consciousness of the Turtle Spirit Mother urged him to take them all, but Lin Yan just shook his head and refused.

"Okay, I've already taken it. It's time for you to tell me about the insect demon."

Hearing what he said, the golden ball consciousness of the Holy Mother Turtle Spirit was also stimulated, showing a solemn look, and sent a large number of messages over.

"Old Qin, translator, translator."

Lao Qin had always been extremely curious about the method he used to make the jade crystal and yellow wine beads disappear out of thin air, but Lin Yan refused to tell him.

At this time, she said dullly: "The Holy Mother Turtle Spirit said that the insect demon is very scary, scary, and dangerous... In short, it means being afraid of the insect demon."

Lin Yan immediately activated his mind and sent a message to the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit: "What about the weaknesses of the insect demon? Are there such things as habits, living environment, reproduction methods, racial characteristics, etc.?"

The golden ball suddenly got stuck in the air and remained motionless for a long time. Finally, it fell to the ground, bounced twice, jumped up again, and sent a message.

Lao Qin said speechlessly: "She said that since the main consciousness was sealed, its memory bank has been greatly reduced and it cannot store too much information, so I can't answer you.

"However, she can take you to a place where there is a lot of information about the insect demon."

As he said that, the golden ball floated out again and floated towards a wall. On that wall, a passage immediately opened again.

Lin Yan followed, and after another section of the red jade flesh and blood passage, Lin Yan once again came to a room that was similar to the space just now, but three or four times larger.

The difference is that the room here is obviously not naturally formed. Although the surrounding walls are also made of gray-white material similar to the back shell, they have been repaired and the uneven places have been repaired with a gray-white bone-like material, forming a four-dimensional structure. Square space.

In the room, there are rows of bookshelves carved and shaped from giant fish bones!

On the pale fishbone bookshelf, ancient and strange books are densely packed. The colors are black or gray, and the material is not paper at all, but has a texture similar to leather.

Looking around, there are many ancient fish bones and strings of back shells hanging on the walls as decorations. There are even beams on the top. Obviously there should be structures on them, but they can't be seen now.

Under the beam, a bronze oil lamp with a different shape, shaped like an upturned turtle, hung high on the top. It was obviously not the same style as the small copper lamps seen on the office floor outside.

Lin Yan noticed that everything in the room was covered with a thick layer of dust. No one had been here for an unknown period of time.

"Brother, look behind you, there are words here!"

Lin Yan looked back and saw a white bone plate hanging on the wall behind him, with three characters carved on it. The handwriting was simple and mysterious, but Lin Yan couldn't recognize it.

"This seems to be written about... the library?"

Old Qin said something, and the golden ball shook, confirming that what Old Qin said was true.

"Do you recognize these words?"

"Of course I can read. Brother, you don't know how to read?!"

"..."

Lin Yan thought about it, and it was not surprising. Lin Yan had seen in his previous life that memory is divided into procedural memory and declarative memory. Word recognition is procedural memory, and it is instinctive inertia that will not disappear easily.

The golden ball trembled, and Lin Yan could probably guess that it meant that the information about the insect demon was on those bookshelves.

Lin Yan walked over, leaving a series of footprints behind him. He walked to the bookshelf, waved his hand slightly and stroked it hard, wiping away the dust on the books on the first row of the first bookshelf, and then carefully pulled out a book. .

This book is made of smooth leather, like some kind of fish skin similar to shark skin, but it has probably been cured and aged for at least a hundred or two hundred years, and is very fragile.

Each book is not thick, only a few dozen pages, and the edges are cut roughly, and the page covers are nailed with fish bones. It is obvious that each book is handmade.

Lin Yan covered his palm with strength to protect it, and then carefully opened it.

There are not only words in it, but also many pictures. The book in his hand seems to be an illustration of a certain type of aquatic life. Each page is equipped with pictures and words.

However, the pattern painting style is similar to the ancient Classic of Mountains and Seas in previous generations, which are mostly painted with freehand brushwork. You can only roughly tell what is painted, but what it looks like in detail is not flattering.

"Old Qin, come and take a look, do you recognize these words?"

He picked up Lao Qin and stopped it on top of the book, but did not put it down, which would break the book.

"What this says is... the devil horned fish has horns on its head, its flesh is delicate and edible, its horns ground into powder can cure fever, it has a bad temper, it likes cold water, and it lives in deep waters... That's about it."

Lin Yan asked curiously: "Could it be that the pronunciation of these characters is the language we use now?"

Lao Qin asked curiously: "What language was there before now? Are there other languages?"

Lin Yan felt more and more weird in his heart. In fact, when the old monk Wangyue spoke to him and he could understand it, he felt something vaguely weird.

He can't recognize the characters of the ancient Sanskrit country, but can he understand the language of the ancient Sanskrit country?

It's the same now.

He couldn't understand the words in this ancient book, but the pronunciation of the words was exactly the same as now?

Logically speaking, the inheritance of writing is more stable than the inheritance of language.

But now, the language has been passed down, but the writing has been updated to a new level?

It's as if someone deliberately erased the words of the past...

After turning two pages, Lin Yan suddenly paused, pointed to the text on the page, and asked: "Old Qin, what about this? What's the name of this fish?"

"These four words should be pronounced...Ghost-faced Haoyu!"

Ghost-faced giant fish...

The portrait of the Ghost-faced Giant Fish on this page is somewhat similar to the Elasmodium salamander he had seen in the Poison Lake before.

This reminded him that Mr. Xu, including Ling Shuangxue and the others, had previously said that there were records in ancient books of corpse cockroaches feeding on ghost-faced giant fish.

So, these ancient books are not all legends, but some real historical records?

Looking at the many leather books neatly arranged on the bookshelf here, Lin Yan pinched Lao Qin and said, "Old Qin, teach me how to read."