Zhuang Mingge can determine that the Egyptians named Rahman in front of them are ordinary people. They have no magic seeds, no magic, and they are completely ordinary people.

The magic mark in his brain was probably secretly put in other magicians ...

In terms of purpose, more than ninety percent is to monitor the cracking situation of the Naxter manuscript.

After the other party, Zhuang Mingge discovered his discovery of Eshar scholars at a high speed, so the other party smiled: "Yes, it's not just Rahman, but the brain of each linguist who lives here is different.

The magician of the forces has made similar magic marks. "

Zhuang Mingge found that many people were very concerned about the so -called Naxter copy.

Well, no matter what, the Naxter manuscript is also the prototype of all the magic guidance books in the world, the oldest magic guide book.

With unimaginable power, surpassing magic that humans can know, and magic that is different from any genre so far, the magic of the great race of Ises.

Ancient civilization also has a huge attractiveness for the magic world.

Zhuang Mingge asked what we should do now. Eshar told Zhuang Mingge that he does not need to worry about anything.

So even if you get the Naxter copy now, it is just a waste.

So they only need to watch it quietly.

Zhuang Mingge nodded.

"Save me ..."

Suddenly, the strange voice sounded in Zhuang Mingge's mind.

"What's wrong." Eshar asked strangely.

"Um, senior, didn't you hear any strange sound just now?"

"Strange voice? No."

Eshar listened to his ears and finally shook his head. Zhuang Mingge touched his nose and smiled bitterly. "Sorry, probably I heard it wrong."

"I heard it, what did you hear?" Eshar asked with a smile.

"Rescue me for help?" Zhuang Mingge was not sure if he heard this. Because the sound was very vague, even he thought he had heard it wrong.

Eshar was thinking, and suddenly pulled his hand and turned away, "You come with me."

"Come, where to go?"

Eshar returned to the museum with Zhuang Mingge and entered a partial hall. There were about dozens of square meters in the partial hall. There was an exhibition desk inside. It was separated by red line around.

Then, then

The book scroll is not paper, nor is sheepskin paper, but stones. It is the Naxter manuscript. It is better to be a piece of stones carved with dense and unspecified patterns. It is more appropriate.

"This is ... Nacht's manuscript?" Zhuang Mingge felt different from imagination.

Eshar nodded, "Yes, you step forward, look at it, you feel."

Zhuang Mingge stepped forward unknownly, bent down his waist and stared at the Nacht copy of the exhibition desk, staring at it, staring at it ...

After ten minutes.

"How about, do you find any discovery?" Eshar asked with concern.

"No. Nothing." Zhuang Mingge blinked a little sore eyes. He stared at the Naxter manuscript for a long time. If he blinked, his eyes were jerky.

Eshar glanced at the Naxter manuscript disappointed and sighed.

"Senior, you just ..."

Eshar calmly said: "In fact, I have always suspected that the Naxter manuscript is the same as the current magic guidance book. It has intelligence. That is, the magic magic elves.

Set up the magic piano to let them guide the readers and understand the contents inside.

"So the senior thinks that I heard that I didn't know whether it was true or not, but it was actually a signal from the magic guide elf of the Naxter manuscript?"

Zhuang Mingge guess.

Eshar nodded: "Well. I do have such an idea, but now it seems that I think too much, let's go." Turn around.

Zhuang Mingge followed him, and when he stepped out of the door of the partial hall, he looked back at the slate of the Naxter manuscript.

Zhuang Mingge sighed and turned around.

No one noticed that the fonts on the Naxter manuscript slab suddenly changed. These fonts swim quickly like a tadpole, and finally become a strange Chinese.

"Please, save me!"

In the end, no one corresponds to the silent hall, and all fonts were dissolved quickly, and the original state was restored.

In the next few days, Zhuang Mingge and Eshar were inseparable. Whether it was eating, sleeping, studying the Naxter copy, it was together at twenty -four.

Fortunately, Eshar is a funny and humorous old man, and he is very knowledgeable. Whether it is knowledge about the ordinary world, even some secrets in the magic world are fingers. With him, not only will it be boring, but it will feel very interesting.

In the invisible, Zhuang Mingge absorbed a lot of interesting knowledge.

What made Zhuang Mingge regret was that he did not find Eshar's mouth, the magic organization trying to do it.

Eshar's people don't know if they were stared at by anyone. He just felt that he was peeped by huge maliciousness. It was a huge malicious maliciousness that could not resist, so he would ask his alma mater for help.

There is only one reason not to ask for help from other forces, because he does not believe in other forces.

Perhaps the one who glanced at himself was one of these huge forces. What he could believe was his alma mater -Saint Laurent Private Magic College.

In this regard, Zhuang Mingge expressed his honor.

One week has passed, and the research of the Nacht manuscript has not yet made any progress. Those experienced linguists are all stumped by the strange text on the Naxter manuscript.

Even some linguists think that their research methods are wrong. The slate is not text at all, but other things, such as patterns, portraits, and even numbers.

More people should be called to study them, including mathematicians, painters, etc.

Dr. Zhang Song, the person in charge of the Linhai Museum, reported this situation to the top. On the third day after the report, a group of new scholars arrived at the Linhai Museum, including world -renowned mathematicians, painters, pattern researchers, pictographic experts

Wait, there are thirty -two people in total.

Coupled with the initial dozens of language experts, experts and scholars who studied the Naxter manuscript, a total of sixty -five.

It can be regarded as a big team.

These experts and scholars are all world -renowned people. Compared with those moisture experts, I do n’t know how many times stronger. They are full of gold content and lose any of them. They are all losses in the world.

Ordinary people do not know the critical nature of Naxter's manuscripts, but people in the world are very clear. Therefore, in order to protect these experts and scholars, some people with special abilities have also been sent to act as a bodyguard.

Third United Front Work Department.

The team leader is not someone else, it is Zhuang Mingge's green plum bamboo horse Chu Qingshi.

If possible, Zhuang Mingge really doesn't want to meet her in this case.

At the banquet for these new experts and scholars, Zhuang Mingge saw a black suit dress, combing the ponytail, but a frosty face, a green plum horse with a person who did not enter.

It was already early July, the beginning of July, Saturday night.

Everyone gathered together, and the music was moving at the banquet, but the atmosphere was insufficient. Compared with the banquet in the upper society, it was more like a discussion, not a banquet.

Chu Qingsi stared at Zhuang Mingge, who was sitting on a chair and drinking drinks. Zhuang Mingge naturally avoided her gaze.

The other party came over, "Barrett Student President."

Zhuang Mingge had to stand up and laughed: "Good evening, Sister Chu Qingshi."

"Don't you think you should give me a satisfactory explanation?" Chu Qing silk was full of momentum.

"Sorry, it's my wrong."

"I can't see your sincerity at all."

Zhuang Mingge laughed bitterly, but he could not perfunctory the other party. As a bamboo horse who had lived together for more than ten years, Zhuang Mingge knew the personality of the other party. If the other party had a rogue, it may cause terrible international disputes.

During the junior high school, Zhuang Mingge heard that Chu Qingxi, who was still in school, was entangled by the teacher. After he refused politely, the teacher threatened Chu Qingshi with a credit. As a result, the life that was beaten could not take care of himself.

Well, if it wasn't for this exposure, it caused a huge response of society. Chu Qingsi is now arrested by the police and has been held in prison.

For those who occupy this reason, they can come to the unscrupulous. The result of rogue is even worse than expected.

Especially with the top master of the white bone female emperor, Chu Qing interrupted the third leg of the sons of several senior officials at all. Although they were all blame by themselves, Chu Qingshi's strength and barbaric were already.

Become one of the most lively topics in this country.

Zhuang Mingge decided to apologize sincerely.

"If you don't mind, Sister Chu Qing, I can ask your favorite braised pork as a gift."

Zhuang Mingge took out a twelve sincerity.

Chu Qingsi's favorite thing is those who are fiercely rational and entangled. In fact, she is also preparing to shoot the man in front of him.

If he still plans to depend, no matter what occasions here, no matter who the other person is behind, no matter his strength, he will teach the other party fiercely.

However, Zhuang Mingge suddenly apologized and made her a moment of stagnation, uncomfortable.

Especially with your favorite braised pork as a gift.

This feeling is very strange.

I do say that I like braised pork very much, but no one has ever offended themselves and used braised pork as a gift ... No, once someone liked to do so.

But he has died.

He died in ... the magician's hand.

Thinking of this, the murderousness of Chu Qingshi broke out.
Chapter completed!