Ni Hui was a little unhappy with the serious explanation now. He thought as if he couldn't see it. He was clearly making a joke but actually explaining it seriously. Doesn't this make him look boring? He snorted.

Just as he was about to speak, Tang Yan pointed to the distance and said, "Look, there is a piece of writing there that seems to have been smashed."

Everyone hurriedly looked again, and sure enough, there was also a stone carving in the distance that had also been hacked into a mess with a sword, and a lot of the writing had been erased.

Qiu Wuhen stepped forward to take a closer look at the content, but it was already mottled and unclear. He only knew that it seemed to be a poem carved on the cliff and then destroyed by someone.

Qiu Wuhen pointed to the two words and said: "These two stone carvings were chopped down to look like this, but most of the writing is still there. It seems that the person who cut them just wanted to vent their anger, not to chisel out the words.

"

Zhu Qi nodded in admiration and said: "That's well said. If you didn't say it, I wouldn't have paid attention. After you said it, I took a closer look and it was true. If he wanted to smash the whole thing and carve it again, he could actually do it, and

You shouldn't use knives or axes to chop off the characters. I don't know how to carve them on stone. But it seems that you can use a chisel to cut off the characters, and then use a stone grinder to polish the stone surface to a smooth surface before carving.

They did not use such a process, but just vented their anger and chopped it with axes and knives. My brother has a unique vision!"

Ni Hui became a little nervous and said in a low voice: "Shopkeeper Zhu, what do you think it means after these two characters were chopped off with a sword? Is it because the owner of this character was seeking revenge, so he deliberately used a sword to kill the owner?"

Has his handwriting been chopped off?"

"I don't know about this. I guess it should be like this. Let's move on."

They held umbrellas along the path and continued to walk a little further in the pouring rain. Suddenly they saw several stone carvings, large and small, some high and some short. They had to squat down to identify them. It was obvious.

There were traces of rain erosion. Qiu Wuhen couldn't help but feel shuddered after seeing it. He turned around and said to everyone: "There may have been mudslides or floods in these three streams, so the stones on both sides of the mountain streams have left light yellow marks. And

Judging from the fact that the mark cannot be washed away by the wiper, it has lasted for a relatively long time.”

Ni Hui said with a smile: "Master Qiu, you are too cautious. These marks are obviously from a long time ago, so don't worry."

Everyone turned around to look at the traces left by the flood. Apart from the traces left by the flood, few other places could be seen. It was obvious that they had been almost washed away. It can be seen that it was not short ago, maybe it was left several years or even more than ten years ago.

Although this is a mountain stream, some places have tall and thin stone walls, and some places are just slopes and relatively open. So even if a flood comes, there is still time to retreat to both sides, and no one cares much about it.

I continued walking forward, and there were indeed more stone carvings along the way. There were dozens of large and small carvings on the stone walls. However, I could only find a few that caught my eye. Although the calligraphy of most of the stone carvings cannot be said to be bad,

But it is definitely not the head of a few families, it can only be ordinary and can barely be seen.

Everyone was a little uninterested when they came here, and Qiu Wuhen suddenly said: "Have you noticed that the two stone carvings that were chopped by axes just now, and the ones in the following ones were all chopped by the same person?

s work."

No one noticed this and looked at him doubtfully.

Qiu Wuhen said: "Although most of their contents have been smashed and chopped with knives and axes, it seems that the same poem is written in different calligraphy styles, but the height is different in different positions. I am not

Judging from its content, but judging from the handwriting that has not been destroyed, it seems to be the same poem. Of course, after the content is destroyed, it is unclear whether it is."

When Qiu Wuhen said this, everyone felt that their scalps were numb. Initially, everyone didn't pay much attention to this matter, but after talking to Qiu Wuhen, it became clear that there was something strange about it. Although some people carved

The same poem was cut down again in this mountain stream. What happened?

Tang Yan was the most interested and said: "Let's go and see what this calligraphy says? We can judge it and maybe we can find some clues."

Ni Hui was the first to nod in agreement and said: "I think Miss Tang's suggestion is very good. Let's go and see what is engraved on this stone carving?"

Everyone came forward to see which calligraphy and painting was good. The characters in this one were not tall, only about the height of a person. What exactly were the characters engraved on?

Qiu Wuhen said in his mind: "Can you help me identify these handwritings?"

In modern society, if you take a picture of this calligraphy with a mobile phone and use a computer to process it, you can roughly distinguish the handwriting. Because it is just a mark of damage by a knife, it has not been completely chiseled away. Such damage marks are regular.

Because knives and axes cut straight lines, if these straight lines are processed with computer special effects, the words below them will appear. But there is no computer now, so of course there is no way to make this kind of text pattern. We can only see if there are any medicinal gourds.

Is this possible? The medicine gourd shook twice, and two words appeared that made Qiu Wuhen very happy: "Okay."

Qiu Wuhen stretched out his hand and touched the calligraphy. Immediately, a stream of white air emerged from the head of the medicine gourd. It followed his hand and ran to the cliff, covering the entire calligraphy. He then extracted the contents of the entire calligraphy.

Pattern. The chirping voice in my mind seemed to be performing calculations, and then a picture of processed primitive energy appeared in my mind.

Qiu Wuhen glanced at it and immediately took in a breath of cold air, subconsciously turning his head to look at Ni Hui.

Ni Hui was still frowning at the stone carvings on the cliff. He and others were wondering what the content of the stone carvings on the cliff was.

Seeing that Qiu Wuhen's expression was a little strange, Zhu Qi asked, "Brother, did you find anything?"

Qiu Wuhen waved his hand behind him, beckoning him to go further and talk. The two of them retreated for more than ten steps, and then Qiu Wuhen said in Zhu Qi's ear: "This is not a poem, it is seven words.

I just wrote it four times.”

Zhu Qi looked at him in horror and said, "What seven words?"

"Ni Hui will die here."

Zhu Qi was stunned for a moment, carefully identified, and couldn't help but sigh. After Qiu Wuhen said it, he could vaguely see these seven words, but it was really difficult to distinguish them. If it weren't for Qiu Wuhen reminding him,

He couldn't recognize these seven words at all. This was mainly because he had a preconceived idea that it should be a poem, rather than treating it as the same sentence.

Zhu Qi looked at Qiu Wuhen in surprise and said, "The characters on this painting have been completely destroyed, and it's like this. It's really amazing that you can actually identify its content."

Qiu Wuhen said: "Actually, it's nothing. If you look carefully and catch the trick, it's still easy to identify."

Zhu Qi said: "Do you think the Ni Hui above is our Lord Ni Hui, the Minister of Administrative Affairs and Administrative Affairs?"

"I don't know, maybe it is, maybe it's not. But this stone carving looks like it has been for many years. If it was carved many years ago, how could you predict that Ni Hui would come to this cliff? It can be seen that it is not the same person, maybe it should be

It happens to have the same name.”

"Or maybe it's just a prank. Forget it, there's no need to tell them, lest they worry, especially Mr. Ni."

Qiu Wuhen nodded. They studied for a long time, but they couldn't figure out what kind of poem it was. When asked Qiu Wuhen and the others, Qiu Wuhen also shook his head and said he didn't know. So everyone continued to move forward.

.Finally saw a piece of calligraphy, the calligraphy was indeed of the highest quality, and everyone became excited and started discussing around the piece of calligraphy. But Zhu Qi was the happiest and immediately asked his attendants to print the calligraphy.

The entourage immediately took out the rock climbing tools skillfully, climbed up the rock and started to print. Fortunately, the rain has stopped now, and it seems that God has been kind, making it very convenient to print. In addition, these servants have obviously been specially trained.

, was already very skilled at transporting stone carvings, so he quickly printed the stone carvings.

Zhu Qi read it several times and said to Qiu Wuhen: "Before I saw your calligraphy, I might have been very interested in this painting. But now after seeing your calligraphy, how do I feel about it?"

This calligraphy has no flavor anymore?"

Tang Yan giggled and said: "Of course, it's like a mountain is as high as a mountain. When you eat good delicacies from the mountains and seas, of course you won't feel the taste of the simple food before."

Zhu Qi laughed loudly and said: "This metaphor is correct. My eldest brother's calligraphy is not enough to describe it. At present, I have not thought of a more suitable word to describe his calligraphy."

Qiu Wuhen said: "Okay, if you brag again, I'm afraid you will give me the title of calligrapher."

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean. I think you can be called the sage of calligraphy in the world. You are not even worse than Wang Xizhi. You copied his calligraphy and it was just right. You can do what he can do.

If he can do it, he can be called the Book Sage, why can't you? At worst, you can add a little Book Sage."

Tang Yan said: "No, he should be called Warrior Shusheng. Why is he so small? I don't think he is too young."

Some obscene thoughts suddenly popped up in Qiu Wuhen's head, and as soon as he thought about it, he felt a little resentful, feeling that he had been away from his wife for too long.

Of course, Tang Yan didn't know what Qiu Wuhen was thinking, she just smiled and looked at him obediently with her hands behind her back.

Looking at her pure appearance, Qiu Wuhen felt a little embarrassed to face such an innocent and cute little girl. How could she have such thoughts? It was too much.

They continued walking not far and saw another piece of writing, which was the same as before. In total, this was already the seventh piece of writing. Moreover, these seven pieces of writing were all chopped to pieces, and it was impossible to identify the content.

What. But after Qiu Wuhen extracted it with his hands again, and processed it with the medicinal gourd, the original words were revealed. It was obviously the same as before, the seven words "Ni Hui died in this mountain."

After everyone saw several destroyed pictures in a row, they no longer had much interest in the destroyed characters, because they had studied it repeatedly before and couldn't figure out what the characters in this picture were about? They had no choice but to move on.
Chapter completed!