I Can See the Lines of Fortune

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Early the next morning.

Mo Xiaobai rang the doorbell of Meng Cheng's house.

Ding Ding Ding!

The doorbell rang, and not long after, the black metal door opened. Wearing a loose white shirt, standing inside the door with a gentle temperament, he smiled and said, "Come in."

Mo Xiaobai nodded and walked into Meng Cheng's house.

The Mengcheng house was obviously larger than the one rented to Mo Xiaobai, and the decoration was more luxurious.

In the living room, there are black unknown wooden sofas, and there are also unknown murals on the walls.

Mo Xiaobai glanced across and stopped on a mural.

There is a giant more than five meters tall on the mural, and there are a few bunny people around his waist. They don't know what they are doing.

Giant spirits and bunny people.

Following Mo Xiaobai's gaze, Meng Chengke saw the mural.

He smiled and said: "The murals rubbed from an ancient ruin should be a scene of communication between the two races of the giant spirit and the bunny."

Mo Xiaobai asked curiously: "Teacher Meng, what kind of race is the giant spirit?"

His talent is the power of the giant spirit, and Mo Xiaobai is very curious about the race of the giant spirit.

Meng Cheng heard this, reached out his hand and pushed the gold wire glasses, his dark gray eyes were extremely deep: "The Giant Spirit was probably a very glorious race in the ancient times. Judging from the ancient ruins and documents we have now discovered, the Giant Spirit was It should have a fairly developed civilization, and individual strength is also very strong, and may not even be weaker than our current Azure Empire."

As he said, he sighed: "Unfortunately, no one knows why such a powerful giant suddenly disappeared in the long river of history."

Mo Xiaobai looked at the mural, also very curious.

Obviously the bunny people of the same era are still alive, but the giant spirit is gone?

The giant spirit is too miserable, right?

Meng Cheng smiled and said, "Follow me to the study."

Mo Xiaobai nodded quickly and followed Mengcheng.

Mengcheng’s study is very large, almost fifty square meters in size. A large wooden desk is placed on the innermost side of the study. On the desk is a stack of heavy old books, which seem to be research materials.

In the study room, there are rows of bookshelves full of books.

Some books look very new, and some books have very old covers.

Mo Xiaobai opened his eyes wide, his eyes were full of surprise, and exclaimed, "So many books?"

There are almost a thousand books here, right?

Meng Cheng smiled slightly and said softly: "Let's see for yourself."

With that said, he came to the desk and took out a strange book.

The book seemed to have only the first half, and the second half seemed to be torn off.

The brown-red cover looks a little yellow, and I don't know how many years have passed.

It seems that the history is quite long.

Meng Cheng opened the strange book and began to bury his head.

Mo Xiaobai took a look, then cast his gaze on the bookshelf.

He strolled in front of the bookshelf and took out a book casually.

"The Blue Era, the Rule of Six Nations"

Mo Xiaobai opened it and looked at it, and found that this book was about the history of the six races of humans, bunny people, eidolons, barbarians, elves, and sharks, fighting and killing each other before the establishment of the Azure Empire.

Mo Xiaobai turned it over curiously.

He discovered that before the establishment of the Azure Empire, there were active figures of Void Gods in the politics and battlefield of the six races.

According to Mo Xiaobai's understanding, the Void God Sect was born in the golden age before the Azure Age or even earlier.

The end of the golden age seems to be opened by the Void Gods.

Mo Xiaobai did not understand the specific reason.

but……

Mo Xiaobai recalled the strange and evil demon stone statue that night.

I'm afraid it has something to do with that destroyer, right?

Later, it was precisely because of the chaos of various sects worshiping demons and the astral gods, coupled with the tremendous pressure brought by the demons in the void realm, the six clans established the six-member elders group and the imperial assembly, opening the era of the Azure Empire.

Since then, the Void God Sect and various sects have been gradually suppressed into the darkness ~www.readwn.com~ The time passed quickly, and when Mo Xiaobai recovered, his stomach was almost hungry. Up.

He looked up in the direction of Meng Cheng, and found that he was still immersed in the book, picking up the pen from time to time, not knowing what he was recording.

Mo Xiaobai put the book "The Rule of Six Races" back to its original place, and walked over curiously.

Later, he found that half of the strange ancient book Meng Cheng placed on the table was unfolding, and there were symbol records on the yellowed paper of unknown material. These symbols were words that Mo Xiaobai did not recognize.

Meng admitted that he really looked at the symbol and turned on some materials from time to time, seeming to compare the meaning of the symbol, frowning and thinking from time to time, writing a few imperial words on the paper, and sometimes shaking his head slightly to obliterate the words.

I don't know how long it took before Meng Cheng seemed to find Mo Xiaobai next to him. He smiled gently, and gently supported the gold wire glasses.

"what happened?"

Mo Xiaobai was looking down at the ghostly drawn symbols, and was pulled back to his senses by the voice of admiration.

He suddenly smiled a little embarrassed: "It's just a little curious about what Teacher Meng is doing, so devoted, so I came over and took a look unconsciously.

Meng Cheng heard the words, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile appeared in his dark gray eyes.

"It's not a big deal, it's just documents from ancient times."

"Documents from ancient times?"

Mo Xiaobai widened his eyes in surprise and looked at the half of the document.

Although this ancient book seems to be a bit old, Mo Xiaobai had no idea that it would be an ancient book that is older than the golden age.

The ancient books of that era have not been broken yet?

Meng Cheng saw Mo Xiaobai’s surprised look and chuckled: “This is indeed a rare and precious document. After the turmoil at the end of the two eras, the ancient era and the golden age, the remains and documents of the ancient era have been extremely It's rare."

Mo Xiaobai looked at the documents spread out on the table, the faded black ink stains on the yellowed paper, and the peculiar text. He looked at Mengcheng again. He endured and endured it, and finally couldn't help but ask. Road:

"Then teacher Meng has this document?"

Documents from ancient times are so precious!

Meng Cheng chuckled, "Didn't I say it yesterday? I study history from the Meng family for generations, and I am especially interested in the history of ancient times."

Mo Xiaobai nodded lightly, then glanced at the half of ancient books from the ancient times, and asked curiously: "Is it related to this half of ancient books?"

Meng Cheng nodded lightly. He stood up and walked to the window. The sun was shining on his face through the window. The originally angular face was a little softer, and the dark gray eyes also Glowing.

"Yes, it is related to this half of the ancient book."

"Do you know what this ancient book is called?"

A little curiosity flashed in Mo Xiaobai's heart: "What is it called?"

""Meng Wang History""

"Huh? This..."

Mo Xiaobai opened his eyes wide, looked at the ancient books and then at Mengcheng, his eyes were a little shocked.

King Meng... is the king of Meng surname?

An epic about the king of Mongolia?

Teacher Mengcheng's last name is Meng...

Mo Xiaobai suddenly felt a little understanding.

Meng Cheng turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaobai’s surprised expression. He smiled softly and said, “It’s the diary of a king surnamed Meng in the ancient times. from."

As he said, he sighed, a look of regret appeared on his face: "Unfortunately, half of the books don't know where they are."

Mo Xiaobai was a little stunned: "Teacher Meng, you mean, in the ancient times, your Meng family had a king?"

Meng Cheng chuckled and waved his hand: "Of course, this is just the statement of our ancestors of the Meng family. How far away the ancient times are. Who knows if our current Meng family is related to the Meng king at that time? From which ruins our ancestors fished out, when you look at the name and surname Meng, it is regarded as our own family heirloom. It is not even clear whether this king Meng is true or fabricated by the author. Of course, our Meng family is still Some people are proud of the descendants of the Meng king."

Speaking of this, Meng Cheng spoke with some humor: "On the contrary, I feel that this "Meng Wang Shi" is more likely to put gold on the face of my ancestors."

Mo Xiaobai: "..."

Looking at the enchanted smile, the corners of Mo Xiaobai's mouth twitched.

If the ancestors of Teacher Meng heard this, I wonder if the coffin board can still be pressed?

He wisely decided not to answer, but smiled awkwardly and politely.

Seeing Mo Xiaobai not answering, Meng Cheng seemed to feel a little boring. His eyes lit up when he thought of something.

"correct."

He walked back to the desk in a few steps, took out a thick brown-black notebook from the drawer on the side of the desk, and handed it to Mo Xiaobai.

"Read and read."

Mo Xiaobai took the thick notebook, a little curious: "Teacher Meng, what is this?"

"The translation of "Meng Wang Shi"."

Mo Xiaobai shook his hand and the notebook almost fell to the ground.

He opened his eyes and looked at Mengcheng: "Teacher Meng, is it okay to read such an expensive thing to me?"

The dark gray eyes looked at Mo Xiaobai, and smiled gently: "Xiaobai, what do you think is the significance of historical excavation?"

Mo Xiaobai was taken aback for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer.

Meng Cheng patted Mo Xiaobai's shoulder lightly: "Of course it is to let the world understand the rise and fall of the times, understand our vast world, so that we will not repeat the same mistakes."

Mo Xiaobai glanced at her, and then gently nodded.

"I understand."

He opened the cover, and at first glance was a hand-painted bunny man wearing a robe, a crown of thorns on his head, and a scepter inlaid with precious stones.

Seeing this hand-painted ~www.readwn.com~, Mengcheng's eyes flashed in memory: "This notebook was given to me by my brother before, and it was copied from the "History of the King of Meng"."

Mo Xiaobai nodded.

Yesterday, Meng Cheng also said that his brother was supposed to be looking for ancient relics.

Originally this house belonged to his brother.

Mo Xiaobai turned the first page, and the powerful handwriting came out through the paper, telling the beginning of a king.

"My name is Mengshi, and I wrote this first one at the moment. This diary will record my life as the Bunnyman."

"Yes, I was elected by my compatriots as the Bunnyman King. It's just...Can I be a good king? Can lead my compatriots to live a good life in this vast grassland, so that they will no longer suffer from diseases. Stop worrying about food and be attacked by wild beasts? I don't know... but I am willing to work hard for this goal."

"I have been sworn by history, as the bunny king, I am willing to use my life to fight for my compatriots, to save them from disaster, hunger and pain, so that they can live happily on the grassland."