I Can See the Lines of Fortune

2nd day early in the morning.

Mo Xiaobai rang the doorbell of Mengcheng'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, smiled and opened the mouth and said: "Come in."

Mo Xiaobai nodded, walked into Mengcheng's house.

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

There are black unknown wooden sofas in the living room, and unknown murals and the like are hung on the walls.

Mo Xiaobai glanced over and stopped on a mural.

There is a giant over five meters in height on the mural, surrounded by rabbit-men that reach his waist, and I don’t know what they are doing.

Giant spirit and rabbit-men.

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

He smiled and opened the mouth and said: "The mural rubbed from an Ancient Ruins should be a scene of communication between the giant spirit and the rabbit-men."

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

His innate talent is the power of the giant spirit. What exactly does Mo Xiaobai do with the giant spirit? The race is very curious.

Hearing this, he stretched out his hand and pushed the gold-wired glasses, his dark gray eyes were extremely deep: "The Giant Spirit is probably a very brilliant race in Ancient Era. From what we have now discovered, there are Ancient Ruins. According to the literature, the giant spirit should have a fairly developed civilization at that time, and its individual strength was also very strong, and may not even be weaker than our current Cerulean Empire."

With that, he sighed: "Unfortunately, who I don't know why such a powerful giant suddenly disappeared in the long river of history."

Mo Xiaobai looked at the mural and was also very curious.

It is clear that the rabbit-men of the same era are still alive, but the giant spirits are gone?

The giant spirit is too miserable, right?

Meng Cheng smiled and opened the mouth and said: "Follow me to the study."

Mo Xiaobai quickly nodded and followed Meng Cheng.

Mengcheng’s study is very large, nearly 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.

And in the study, 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, and his eyes were full of surprise, exclaiming: "So many books?"

There are almost a thousand books, right?

Mengcheng slightly smiled, opened the mouth and said softly: "Let's see for yourself."

Speaking, he came to the desk and took out a strange book.

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

The brown cover looks a bit yellowish, and I don’t know how many years have passed.

It seems to have a long history.

Meng Cheng opened the strange book and started reading.

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.

"Blue Era, Rule of Six Races"

Mo Xiaobai opened it and found out that this book is about human beings, rabbit-men, and night spirits before the establishment of Cerulean Empire. The history of the six tribes, barbarians, elves, and merfolk, fighting each other and killing each other.

Mo Xiaobai turned it over curiously.

He discovered that before the establishment of Cerulean Empire, there were active silhouettes of Void God in the politics and battlefield of the six races.

According to Mo Xiaobai, the teaching of Void God was born in the golden age before the blue age or even earlier.

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

Mo Xiaobai did not understand the specific reason.

But...

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

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

Later, it was precisely because of the chaos of various worshiping demons and Star Realm Evil God sects, coupled with the tremendous pressure brought by the demons in the Void Domain, the six clans established the six-member Elder regiment and empire. The parliament opened the Cerulean Empire era.

Since then, the teaching of Void God and various sects have gradually been suppressed into the darkness.

The reading time passed quickly. When Mo Xiaobai came back to his senses, his stomach was almost flat.

He raised his head and glanced in the direction of enlightenment, and found that he was still immersed in the book and picked 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 the strange half of the ancient book Meng Cheng placed on the table was unfolding, and there were symbols recorded on the yellowed paper of unknown material. These symbols are Mo Xiaobai completely Unrecognized text.

Meng admits that he really looked at the symbol, and from time to time he opened up what information, it seemed to compare the meaning of the symbol, and from time to time he frowned and thought, wrote a few imperial words on paper, and sometimes shook his head slightly. The text is obliterated.

I don't know how long it took before Meng Cheng seemed to find Mo Xiaobai next to him. He gently laughed and gently held the torch glasses.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Xiaobai was looking down at the ghostly drawn symbols, and was drew back to his senses by the sound of confession.

He suddenly laughed a little embarrassed: "It's just a little curious about what the Teacher is doing, so devoted, so I came here unconsciously to take a look."

Hereing this, The corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile appeared in his dark gray eyes.

"This is nothing at worst, it's just the literature of Ancient Era."

"The literature of Ancient Era?"

Mo Xiaobai was a little surprised. With eyes wide open, he looked at the half of the document.

Although this ancient book seems to be a bit old, Mo Xiaobai didn't expect it at all. This will be the ancient book of Ancient Era that is older than the golden age.

The ancient book of that era is not broken yet?

Meng Cheng saw Mo Xiaobai’s surprised expression and chuckled: “This is indeed a rare and precious document. After the turmoil at the end of the two eras of Ancient Era and the Golden Age, Ancient Era’s Ruins and documents are already extremely rare."

Mo Xiaobai looked at the documents spread out on the table, as well as the faded black ink on the yellowed paper, the peculiar text, and then looked at Mengcheng, I endured and endured in my heart, and finally couldn’t help but ask:

"Why did Meng Teacher have this document?"

Ancient Era document, how precious!

Meng Cheng chuckled slightly: "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 Era."

Mo Xiaobai gently nodded, then glanced at the half of the ancient book of Ancient Era, and asked with some curiosity: "Does it have anything to do with this half of the ancient book?"

Meng Cheng nodded lightly, he stood up Come, walk to the window, and the sun shines on his face through the window. The originally angular face is softened, and the dark gray eyes are also shining.

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

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

Mo Xiaobai flashed through his mind A bit curious: "What is it called?"

""Mengwangshi""

"Ah? This..."

Mo Xiaobai opened his eyes wide , I looked at the ancient book, and then at Mengcheng, with shock in his eyes.

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

The epic about the surnamed Wang?

Mengcheng Teacher’s surname Meng...

Mo Xiaobai suddenly felt a little understanding.

Meng Cheng turned his head and looked at Mo Xiaobai in surprise, smiling softly and said: "It is Ancient Era, the diary of a surnamed Wang. It is said that it is our ancestors of the Meng family in the rule of six races. I brought it out when I fled from my hometown when I was in trouble."

As he said, he was sighed with a regretful expression on his face: "Unfortunately, half of the books don’t know where they went."

Mo Xiaobai was a little stunned: "Meng Teacher, you mean, in Ancient Era, your Meng family had a king?"

Meng Cheng chuckled lightly and waved his hand: "Of course, this It’s just what our ancestors of the Meng family said that’s all. How far away is Ancient Era. Who knows if our current Meng family is related to the king of Meng at that time? Maybe it’s just the relics of our ancestors. The name and surname Meng is regarded as a family heirloom. It is not even clear whether this king Meng is true or fabricated by the author. Of course, there are still people in our Meng family who are proud of the descendants of the Meng king."

Speaking of this, Mengcheng opened the mouth and said with some humor: "On the contrary, I think that this "Meng Wang Shi" is more likely to put gold on the face of my ancestors."

Mo Xiaobai: "..."

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

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

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

Meng Cheng saw Mo Xiaobai not answering, and seemed a bit boring. What he thought of, eyes shined.

"That's right."

He walked back to the desk a few steps, took out a thick brown 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 and was a little curious: "Meng Teacher, what is this?"

" "Meng Wang The translation of "History"."

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

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

Mengcheng’s dark gray eyes looked at Mo Xiaobai, A gentle smile: "Xiaobai, what do you think is the significance of the historical excavation?" Mo Xiaobai was taken aback, and some did not know how to answer.

Meng Cheng gently patted Mo Xiaobai’s shoulder: "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 his first glance was a hand-painted rabbit-men. The rabbit-men was wearing a robe, a crown of thorns, and holding inlays. Scepter with precious stones.

Seeing this hand-painted, Mengcheng’s eyes flashed in remembrance: "This notebook was given to me by my brother before. This is a copy he copied according to "Meng Wang Shi"."

Mo Xiaobai nodded.

Yesterday, Meng Cheng also said that his big brother was supposed to be looking for Ancient Ruins.

The house originally 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 a rabbit-men king."

"Yes, I I have been elected as the rabbit-men king by my compatriots. 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 be troubled by diseases and no longer serve food Worry, will you not be attacked by wild beasts anymore? I don’t know...but I’m willing to work hard for this goal."

"I am sworn by history, as the rabbit-men king, I am willing to use mine All my life, fighting for our compatriots, freeing them from disasters, hunger and pain, so that they can live happily on the grassland."