e would have to bite off a chunk of flesh from that person.But.Even the most ruthless person has their own uncrossable line.Just one look from their Uncle Two, and Uncle Three's rabid dog could instan..."Is this...a book"

Wu Xie looked at the A4 paper in his hand with some uncertainty. It was covered with a mess of lines and distorted patterns.

"What book"

Wu Ling blinked at this, holding his french fries and curiously leaned forward.

This book, what's this thing about Although I don't understand it, it sounds really high-class.

To speak frankly, even though Wu Ling has been here for some time now, he's still as clueless about cultural relics and artifacts as someone who's never seen them before.

Wu Ling bit on a french fry, crunching it against Wu Xie's side. He originally wanted to see what the book looked like, but when he saw the paper in Wu Xie's hand...

His curious expression instantly became one of confusion, even the little tufts of hair on his head seemed to bend, turning into a tiny question mark.

"What is this thing"

It's no wonder Wu Ling was confused. The pattern on the A4 paper in Wu Xie's hand was simply too distorted.

Extremely messy and complex lines combined with some strange and peculiar patterns, intertwining together, creating a dazzling spectacle while simultaneously exuding an uncanny and eerie aura.

Wu Ling sat slumped in a chair, staring intently at the paper for half an hour. She ate half a bag of french fries without even noticing and her eyes were starting to ache. She couldn't understand what those twisted and contorted lines were supposed to be.

These lines are giving me a headache, even worse than those complicated English words.

Just when he was completely baffled, and his head felt as big as two.

Wu's expression on his face suddenly changed. He took a breath and furrowed his brow slightly: "The contents of this scroll seem to be a map."

"A map" Wu Ling's eyes lit up instantly when she saw that her older brother seemed to be able to read these words.

Yeah, he might not understand these things, but his older brother does.

Wu Ling's mind lit up as if a lightbulb had switched on. An idea suddenly dawned on her.

He edged forward, tugging at Wu Xia's sleeve with his hand, and asked curiously:

"Hey, can you read what's written on top"

Wu Xie stared intently at the pattern on the paper when he saw it.

When he heard Wu Ling's puzzled question, he slightly came back to his senses from the painting. He explained to her with some hesitation:

"Well, I can understand a bit. Although the writing looks strange, it's definitely a script. It's called "Fanwen," a script used by the Dangxiang Qiang people during the Xi Xia period. This script is over 800 years old and is somewhat obscure."

When Wu Ling heard Wu Xie's words, the little tuft of hair on top of her head instantly stood up.

He rubbed closer to Wu's side, almost touching his legs: "Hey brother, how did you figure out the map from these words Can you tell me about it"

Wu Xie heard this and glanced at the curious expression on his face, nodding lightly with a hint of a smile:

"Well, I can only understand a little bit. This scroll must be a special kind of calligraphy."

"Paintings" Wu Ling's eyes sparkled with even greater curiosity upon hearing this.

Wu nodded lightly, letting out a soft hum, and said in a low voice:

"Well, this painting isn't a traditional type of painting. This one expresses the specific geographical location of a place using words in a pictorial way, so it's called 'word-painting'. "

"Wuhan."

Wu Ling heard Wu Xie's explanation, and a look of understanding appeared on her face.

He blinked, looked down at the strange and bizarrely written scroll in Wu Xie's hand, popped a small french fry into his mouth, and said:

"I didn't expect even calligraphy to have so many rules, brother. So what does it say in these paintings"

Wu Xie heard this and flipped the A4 paper printed with the scroll up and down a few times, thoughtfully saying:

“I once came across a painting like this. My uncle said that the things depicted in these paintings are actually a kind of encrypted code. This code has strict specifications and patterns. As long as you decipher it according to its specifications, you can get a complete map.”

But...

Halfway through his sentence, Wu Xie suddenly stopped. He looked up at the patterns above, his expression seeming to be a mixture of confusion and bewilderment.

Wu Lingzheng was happily munching on french fries while listening intently.

He saw Wu Xie suddenly stop, and out of curiosity, he poked him: "What's up, bro Is something wrong"

Wu nodded slightly, saying with some bewilderment: "Although this scroll records some locations, it is not comprehensive. There's a strong sense of fragmentation, as if this scroll is only a small part that has been cut out. Besides this scroll, there should be other scrolls."

Wu Ling heard Wu Xie's words and scratched his head. Suddenly, his gaze was caught by something.

"Hey, bro, do you think there's something else in that box"im and Wu Ling, who were covered in dirt from chasing the dog. With a slightly helpless and amused tone, he said:“I heard this dog has a habit of biting people, and I never thought it would happen to...