Chapter 246 bonfire party

After the scriptures in Luo Ning's hand were wet, all the original notes on the scriptures were destroyed. The Tibetan language recorded in this scripture is about poison. Luo Ning originally wanted to wait until the six space passwords were solved before translating them one by one with a crazy translator, but it was blistered. Originally, I was heartbroken about this, but after some time, a major secret hidden in the scriptures emerged with the gradually drying scriptures.

Luo Ning dragged the book and saw that the paper originally full of ancient Tibetan was steamed with the absorbed moisture, and its folds gradually turned into a picture similar to the mountains and rivers of the road. There are only 20 scriptures, but each one has a different pattern.

Luoning speculated that if these papers are put together in a certain order, it will definitely be a complete detailed picture. So Luo Ning quickly opened the thread tied to the scripture and arranged the more than 20 pieces of paper with lines in a certain order.

Judging from those scattered map fragments, this map has mountains, water, forests and fields, which is very similar to southern Tibet. However, some important annotations on this map are composed of Tibetan. Before it is fully restored, Luo Ning is not sure where this map is.

Luoning only focuses on this map and has completely ignored the people around him. Unfortunately, he pieced together, but he never finished the puzzle of the map.

"This little brother. Can I have a try?" With full dedication, Luo Ning has forgotten everything around him. The gray-haired old man came to him and said twice before he reacted from his own world: "Oh, hehe, what did you just say?"

"Ha ha, I mean, I know a little about some ancient Tibetans in this scripture. Maybe I can help you put it together." The old man slowly bent down and squatted down, took the initiative to take the scattered scripture paper from Luo Ning's hand, and then put them together one by one according to the ancient Tibetan prompts on the paper.

The ancient characters on the paper are similar to cuneiform characters. The stubble monitor and others don't understand these ancient Tibetan languages at all. Even the old man who has a deep study of ancient Tibetans only 'gues out' the meaning of some words. The curious crowd surrounded Luo Ning and the Tibetan old man. They did not mention entering the village for the time being and squatted at the entrance of the village from dusk to sunset. The Tibetans in the village lit torches and watched the old man put 20 pieces of paper together.

Luoning also seems to have found that if these 20 pieces of paper are put together, no matter how the order is placed, a complete map can appear in the whole picture. However, as long as you change the position of one piece of paper, the map will look different. Luo Ning calculated that it seems that there will be no less than a thousand maps that can be made of these 20 pieces of paper, and among these thousand maps, only one map is real.

Such a high probability is really difficult to put together. Luo Ning couldn't help but have awe of Yunyou shangshi: not only is the unique achievements of ancient Tibetan, but also very proficient in organ hide and hiding.

"No..."

"It still doesn't work..."

"I'm afraid this is difficult to do." Although the old man knows a little about ancient Tibetan, he still can't put these papers into the correct map. The sky was completely dark. The old man picked up the paper on the ground and kept shaking his head: "Although I know a little about ancient Tibetan, I am still superficial after all. I only know one or two words of these ancient Tibetans on each piece of paper. Based on the prompt of these two words and my own conjecture, I can slightly see the order of these papers. But my guess is still wrong after all. Obviously, as long as we decipher the meaning of all ancient Tibetan, these problems will also be solved. According to these ancient Tibetan tips, we can easily stitch this map together.

The old man wiped the sweat on his forehead and stood up very hard. Before stitching the map, the old man was full of spirit. After stitching the map, he looked obviously tired and even showed signs of physical overwork. From this point, it can be seen that the difficulty of this stitching map also shows that the old man is really worried.

"Anyway, thank you, uncle," Luo Ning took the old man's maps and thanked him.

The old man shook his head: "You are friends of Yunyou Master, and you are my friends. I was so offended just now~~~ Oh, I just want to tell you that it's getting dark. Come on, come on, come to the village, eat first, and chat while eating.

The old man looked up at the sky and suddenly realized. Luo Ning and others have long been hungry and cooing, but they have not shirked. Led by those Tibetans, they followed the old man into the village.

There are no electric lights in the village. At this moment, there are constantly jumping oil lamp lights from the windows of every household, which is soft and beautiful. In the distance, a wide area of land in the center of the village has ignited a bonfire. In order to pass the boring nightlife, the villagers gathered by the bonfire to sing and dance, barbecue and drink. A loud hidden song without accompaniment is like the snowy mountain behind them, which is clear and condensed. This atmosphere is in sharp contrast to the glitz of the neon sound of the metropolis outside.

After the song, everyone began to dance together. The Siberian war bear and the little gold could not stand it. They met the dancing crowd and jumped together around the bonfire. After drinking his master's toast, Luo Ning looked up at the stars between the mountains sandwiched in the village for two weeks. Suddenly, he felt that the noise in his ear was so pleasant, and he suddenly felt that such a clear night made his heart particularly quiet.

"Hehe, young man. The girls here are hardworking and virtuous. Do you like them? The old man took a glass of wine and came to talk to Luo Ning again. He pointed to the young girl next to the bonfire who kept staring at Luo Ning. Seeing Luo Ning's eyes, the girl lowered her head shyly and touched her cheek shyly.

Luo Ning smiled, as if thinking of his shyness as an ignorant teenager in the sixth grade of primary school.

"Ha ha, I know you must have someone in your heart. That girl is not worthy of you. I'm afraid that you have come thousands of miles to find the descendants of the nine-striped dragon, which must have something to do with the girl in your mind. The old man laughed and took a sip of wine. When he was slightly drunk, the bold old man did not avoid anything at all, but said what he thought of.

There is no need for Luo Ning to hide anything. He nodded and said, "Yes. She was poisoned. I really looked for Barano this time to untie the poison on her body.

"Poison?" This word used to be quite** in southern Tibet. In recent years, with the progress of science, the young people in the village have gradually moved away from poison. Only a few old people who know and know how to grow poison are their only old people. Luo Ning mentioned poison many times. Whenever he mentioned poison, the old man would frown.

"I know I shouldn't be so presumptuous, but please forgive me. I don't mean to offend you. I just want you to tell you all the legends you know about the Jiuwen Dragon Barano Village and all the things about poison. Luo Ning finished speaking and bowed deeply to the old man.

The old man hurriedly helped Luo Ning. Luo Ning must have been engaged in a strong psychological struggle when he saw the expression on his face. After a long time, the old man said, "Even if you only want to save your woman, only to relieve the worm without malice, it's just you. Your accomplices - I have seen that in fact, your accomplices have two bad intentions and will not give in to you. You must know it too."

The old man said, his eyes surrendering to Kudo, who drank by the bonfire, and the Siberian war bear who kept wiping the oil girl in the wild dance. The old man is a wise man, and naturally he can see some clues.

Luoning nodded, thoughtfully and calmly. The old man said, "The pride that our ancestors left us, the Holy Castle Mausoleum, was stolen by those thieves a few days ago. So I'm afraid of meeting villains like them. We take it in kindly, but they will kill you when you trust them. You are very kind, but you must also be more defensive.

There are words in the old man's words, and Luo Ning can understand the meaning. Luo Ning nodded and asked, "I don't know who stole your bastion? What does it look like?"

"Well, we will never forget him for the rest of our lives. The bald smiling tiger is still a lame with prosthetic limbs. The old man gritted his teeth.

"Three bald houses?" The old man only said one sentence, and Luo Ning guessed a few points. I didn't expect that Zhao Sanshe not only sold arms, solicited for gold, poaching, and also got involved in tomb robbery. This guy is so polite. Luo Ning scolded a few words in his heart.

"So, don't be angry that I won't tell you about the nine-striped dragon and poison." The old man said.

After a moment, the haze on Luo Ning's face was washed away, and he smiled and said, "Hehe, don't care. Anyway, thank you for your hospitality. It's rare to be so lively tonight, so I won't think about those troubles. Luo Ning was also open-fashioned. He laughed twice and asked the old man, "Can I invite that girl to dance?"

The old man was stunned for a moment and then smiled, "As long as she wants."

With the acquiescence of the old man, Luo Ning drank the bowl of spirits and then went straight to the beautiful Tibetan girl. The girl has been secretly looking at Luo Ning. Now that Luo Ning comes straight, she is panicked and very nervous.

After staying in Tibet for a while, Luo Ning also learned a few words of Tibetan. He went to the girl, stretched out his hand and said in Tibetan, "Please." Words.

The girl was a little confused and didn't seem to understand what Luo Ning was going to express. Luo Ning pointed to the young man and woman dancing by the bonfire, and then said in Tibetan: "Dance. Please."

The girl was conscious and immediately showed a brand-new smile on her face. Luo Ning took her hand and came to the bonfire with her, surrounded the burning bonfire, jumping and laughing happily.

"It's good to be young~" The old man looked at the indulgent girl and young man, couldn't help saying a word, and then drank all the liquor in the bowl.