Chapter 120 The Wedge

The dust-covered cellar was opened, and the wooden steps creaked under the strain.

The four slowly entered.

Yin En was an important member of the Ancient Script Society back in the day, so he naturally knew the importance of shielding detection. This basement completely cut off the information detection from Central Continent... There were no connected circuits or linked networks. Each entry and exit was a "top secret" outside of information surveillance. A large number of drawings were stacked in sealed bookcases.

Good moisture-proofing measures had been taken here, and no drawings had been damaged in the past twenty years.

Hu Po carried the old man on his back and picked up a smokeless kerosene lamp, preparing to light it. Gu Shen stopped him, running two fingers across his brow.

"Chi."

A very slight burning sound.

The blazing fire illuminated the dark underground space.

This wisp of blazing fire stunned both Hu Po and Yin En. In the underground space, a dazzling soft light bloomed. The blazing fire changed its shape at will according to its master's wishes, and soon flowed into a lantern.

Gu Shen snapped his fingers.

It slowly floated up, suspended above the cellar ceiling, and the soft light it emitted illuminated this dark and humid place as if it were daytime.

Hu Po exclaimed, "As expected of the key..."

Gu Shen just smiled slightly.

"These... are some of the deciphered drawings."

Hu Po took a stack of papers from a bookcase in the corner, about a hundred sheets... Gu Shen slightly estimated that the amount of deciphering work for these drawings was about one-fifth of what Master Chino had taught about array patterns.

Master Chino was an ancient human who deciphered ancient texts extremely quickly.

But Yin En and Huo Lin were not... It was a miracle that they had been able to decipher so much in these years.

"It's a pity."

The old man's voice echoed deeply through the mental device, "The deciphering of these ancient texts has no substantial effect at all... The spirits of these drawings have an order, like a huge puzzle. Only by comprehending all of them can you understand the specific 'forbidden power.'"

"What we have comprehended is like a corner of the puzzle, allowing us to see a glimpse of the truth, ethereal and illusory, and like a prologue to a thick book..." Hu Po handed the drawings to Gu Shen.

"Prologue?"

Gu Shen asked, "Can we get any useful information from what we've currently comprehended?"

"Not really."

Hu Po answered for his teacher, "The research content of 'forbidden ancient texts' is too vast. The amount of information in these drawings is pitiful. To decipher them all, it would probably take decades..."

After all, there were only two of them, Yin En and Huo Lin.

Their strength was too weak.

"But if it's you, perhaps the speed of comprehension will be faster?" Hu Po asked with a smile, "Mr. Gu, you are the 'key' left behind by Mr. Turing. Do you have any unique ways of deciphering?"

"You overestimate me too much."

Gu Shen smiled and shook his head, softly saying, "The real deciphering master is not me."

He handed the drawings to Chu Ling.

Hu Po was a little surprised.

"The real deciphering master... is you?"

Ever since Gu Shen entered the small courtyard, this white cat masked woman had been closely following him, and the two were inseparable. Even a fool could guess the relationship between them.

Hu Po had not asked much, because this trip involved the secrets of the Ancient Script Society, and the person Gu Shen brought must be a "backbone" whose identity had been confirmed within the Ancient Script Society!

Chu Ling took the drawings and said nothing.

She silently flipped through them, page after page... as if she were flipping through a fairy tale picture book with little content.

This scene plunged the basement into silence.

Hu Po was directly dumbfounded. The speed at which this white cat woman was looking at the drawings was faster than he could read a book!

The other two were still in shock.

And Gu Shen was already used to it.

Back then in the cemetery, when he was disassembling the Qing Tomb array patterns and learning ancient texts, he had once forgotten the time. Even with the spectator's perspective, he still spent a year working tirelessly day and night!

A year, that was already very fast.

But Chu Ling... only spent a few hours.

The rustling sound of the drawings flowed in the basement. Chu Ling flipped the pages quickly, and faster and faster. The drawings that Yin En had painstakingly studied for several years were looked through once by her in just over ten minutes.

Gu Shen asked, "Finished reading?"

Chu Ling replied, "Finished."

"..."

Yin En and Hu Po were both silent.

"The content?"

"These drawings should be part of the prologue, but they are not complete... some 'key information' is still missing." Chu Ling looked at the old man and slowly said, "The direction of research in these years is not wrong, but there are some problems with the organization of the content. They need to have their reading order changed, be supplemented, and be removed."

This sentence was spoken very euphemistically.

These drawings were chaotic... But this entire basement was filled with ancient script drawings, how difficult would it be to find the correct order?

Therefore, the research of these years could not compare to this woman's dozen or so minutes of reading.

After hearing this, the old man sat in his wheelchair, and his already withered face showed a dim expression.

As expected... they still had to wait for the "key" to appear!

Hu Po looked at the white cat mask and asked with emotion, "Mr. Gu, who exactly is this girl?"

"She is an extremely talented, one-in-a-million 'ancient script comprehendor'."

Gu Shen slowly said, "Within her ability, she can perform extremely fast 'deciphering' of certain specific ancient texts."

The ancient texts taught by Chino had laid a very good foundation in her database.

But this did not mean that Chu Ling could decipher "ancient texts" indefinitely... There were also many difficulties and confusions in this part of the drawings.

It was just that she was different from ordinary people.

There was no need to look at something she did not understand a second time.

As a God Descendant, she possessed a unique soul of the deep sea and could silently comprehend the ancient script will on these drawings in another "world."

The deep sea consciousness in "001" was currently "slowly" comprehending.

"I see..."

Hu Po nodded, not asking too much.

"Mr. Yin En..." Gu Shen looked around the basement and said, "There are really too many of these drawings. Even if you have the ability to decipher and organize them, it will take a very long time. I think it's better to seal them up first."

The four left the basement, and a knock on the courtyard door was heard.

The visitor was Locke, the Envoy of Linz.

"Scholar."

Locke stood outside the door, shaking his head at Hu Po, indicating that he did not need to come in.

He said gently, "We are deeply saddened by the matter of Mr. Huo Lin..."

Behind him were several other transcendents, all wearing the Source Tower Envoy's exclusive robes.

All were Two-Star and Three-Star.

Gu Shen slightly sensed with his mental power... The strength of these Envoys was not bad. The Three-Star Envoy was at the seventh level of the Deep Sea, and the Two-Star Envoys were at the sixth level of the Deep Sea. This strength could not be considered weak anywhere.

The Central Continent's territory was so vast that even a small city like Linz could have third-order transcendents stationed there, which showed that the number of transcendent powerhouses cultivated by the Source Tower was very large.

Of course, the appearance of the third-order might also be because of the long-term residence of the celebrity "Yin En."

Hu Po thanked for his teacher, saying, "Lord Locke, thank you for your hard work. There's really no need for you to make a special trip."

"You're welcome."

Locke said seriously, "Linz has never had such a terrible transcendent case. The other party has too strong a 'purpose'... We highly suspect that there may be a second crime committed in the near future."

Gu Shen and Chu Ling exchanged glances...

That's right.

The transcendent who killed Huo Lin came to seize the "ancient script drawings."

If he did it deliberately, then he probably knew about the secret relationship between Huo Lin and Yin En over the years.

He was even more likely to know about the existence of the rumored "forbidden ancient scripts."

Killing Huo Lin, the next step... should be heading for Yin En!

"We have reported this case to the Upper City."

Locke said sincerely, "Judging from the residual aura at the crime scene, the strength of that transcendent has far exceeded ours, and may have reached the fourth-order... The Upper City will send an 'Envoy' with sufficient strength to protect His Excellency the Scholar, who can arrive as soon as today."

The old man sat in his wheelchair, his brows furrowed.

Because his hair was falling down, his face was covered, and outsiders could not see clearly.

But from his aura, it could be confirmed that he did not have the slightest joy at this moment.

"Your Excellency the Scholar?"

Locke felt that something was wrong and asked softly.

"I appreciate everyone's kindness,"

The old man's turbid voice sounded hoarsely in the courtyard, "But please tell the Upper City... there's no need to send anyone."

Locke was stunned.

Even Gu Shen and Chu Ling did not expect that after saying this, the old man would instruct Hu Po to push the wheelchair and return to the pavilion.

In fact, the Scholar had always been like this, indifferent, reclusive, and strangely unpredictable.

But such a move made Locke and others very embarrassed.

They were stuck dryly outside the courtyard door, unable to enter, unable to leave.

Locke sighed softly and shook his head.

"If I'm not mistaken, you... should be Gu Shen, the s-class genius from Nagano, East Continent, right?"

He could only speak to Gu Shen, saying, "I didn't recognize you at the station before... I'm really sorry. I really didn't expect you to have such a relationship with Mr. Yin En. I can only trouble you to pass on a message. The Upper City's Envoy will arrive soon, and we will guard near the courtyard."

"I will pass on this message."

Gu Shen opened his mouth, hesitating.

He was actually a little surprised at Locke's attitude. The relationship between Central Continent and East Continent was not good. This guy recognized his identity, so why didn't he have any "hostility" towards him?

"We are just small figures... with limited abilities, and most of the time, we are acting under orders."

Locke was clever and saw through Gu Shen's thoughts, smiling, "With the blessing of the Two Gods, all 'transcendents' who come to Central Continent are guests. If you are willing to go to the Source Tower, perhaps the Upper City will even give you a robe as a gift."

Hearing this, Gu Shen understood.

Central Continent opened its doors and welcomed everyone to step into the Upper City to challenge the Source Tower... The fundamental reason was still because the "Two Gods" were in charge, possessing the strongest transcendent strength in the Five Continents.

This was an arrogance flowing in their blood.

It seemed that in these years, it was not uncommon for them to bring transcendents from other continents under their command.

……

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After sending Locke away, Gu Shen turned around and returned to the pavilion, and saw a lonely and desolate wheelchair figure.

Yin En sat at the end of the corridor, raising his head and staring at the lonely figure in the mural.

He was almost frozen like a stone sculpture.

"Teacher wants to be alone for a while."

Hu Po leaned over, pulled Gu Shen to the side, and looked a little complicated.

A long time ago, when the Ancient Script Society had not yet been destroyed, Yin En, the Scholar, and the young Huo Lin had established a deep relationship of trust.

The latter was able to become a professor at Holy Cross Academy, and must have been extremely talented and valued.

His age was too great.

His life was coming to an end, and before his death, he saw the key. This was originally extremely good news, but he learned the bad news of the death of his proud student...

This was a very big blow.

Gu Shen could understand.

"To be honest..."

Hu Po lowered his voice and said, "That guy who did it has already left Linz."

Earlier, Gu Shen had guessed that there was another reason why Yin En refused to let the Upper City send people.

Yin En had already guessed the murderer!

He did not want to disturb Yin En's peace, but he could not help it at this moment.

Gu Shen took a deep breath, stepped forward, and earnestly asked the old man sitting alone at the end of the corridor, "Your Excellency the Scholar, since you know the relevant information about this case... why not tell us what happened back then?"

"..."

Yin En's eyes were sunken.

His skin was about to reach its "limit," and even raising his head seemed extremely difficult.

There was silence in the mental link device.

After a few seconds of silence...

"Go to 'Rhine,' his target is Ye Carolina."

Yin En murmured, "While 'he' hasn't made a move yet, while 'I'm' still alive... When you come back, in the basement, I will transfer all the drawings and what happened back then, one by one, and tell you."

After saying this, the old man lowered his head.

The breeze blew.

The wind through the hall lifted his withered hair, making the pavilion even more silent.

Gu Shen looked at Hu Po and earnestly reminded, "The Upper City's Envoy will arrive soon."

Of course, Hu Po understood what Gu Shen meant.

He nodded and said, "Without the teacher's permission, no one will enter the courtyard... Even the Upper City cannot find the Ancient Script Society in the death of Mr. Huo Lin. So, please rest assured."

Before leaving, Gu Shen could not help but speak.

"Yin En, Leonard."

This was the first time he called this Scholar by his full name.

Hu Po looked stunned.

"Do you know the name of that murderer?"

"..."

The pavilion was still silent.

The old man sitting in the wheelchair did not seem to want to reply at all.

Gu Shen continued to ask, "Is his name 'Owl'?"

It was still silent.

The old man's back was lonely against the mural.