Chapter 112 Zhang Hongru

  Lin San's face turned increasingly pale, the immortal energy inside his body had already dissipated nearly two-thirds, and he was about to be sucked dry by Yu Guanyin.

  Yu Guanyin's entire body was covered in cracks from head to toe and was about to shatter into pieces at any moment.

  "Ah!" Lin San roared in anger, swinging his left hand with all his might and heavily slamming it onto Yu Guanyin's chest.

  "Crack!" A hairline crack appeared on Yu Guanyin's chest, which slowly grew thicker and longer. With a loud "Boom", Yu Guanyin was broken into several pieces.

  At the moment Yu Guanyin broke, the suction force on Lin San's hand disappeared instantly.

  "Thud!" Lin San landed on his butt on the floor, panting heavily.

  Lin San this time almost lost his life in a failed attempt to gain an advantage.

  It took Lin San a long time to slowly regain his strength, close his eyes, and examine his dantian. He couldn't help but smile wryly as he found that his dantian was empty, having lost more than half of the immortal energy. Taking a deep breath, he slowly stood up with the support of the armrest.

  The air was filled with a damp mist, and the walls still had droplets of water on them, as if the living room had just been washed by water.

  Lin San glanced at the broken jade Guanyin on the tea table and was taken aback: "Huh, what is this thing?"

  Only inside the shattered chest of Jade Guanyin was a small, black iron box about the size of a palm, with some flowers, grass and trees engraved on its surface.

  Lin San stretched out his hand to pull open the fragments of Yu Guanyin, gently took the small box in his hand, and felt a slight chill. A faint, mysterious fragrance was emanating from it. Lin San glanced at it, reached out to touch the lid of the small box, and surprisingly, it opened easily. A burst of green light shot up into the air, startling Lin San so much that he almost threw the small box away.

  The blue light flashed a few times and disappeared, followed by a green bead flying out, gently rotating in mid-air.

  "What's this?" Lin San was stunned, leaning forward to examine it closely.

  The surface of the blue bead is extremely smooth, without any flaws, and a faint blue light floats on its surface.

  Lin San stretched out his hand and lightly scooped it up, grasping the bead in his hand. A thread of pure immortal energy surged into his dantian through the center of his palm, instantly making Lin San's complexion look much better.

  "What is this bead?" Lin felt a very strong aura of immortality hidden inside the bead, as if it was about to burst out at any moment. This time, Lin did not rashly absorb the immortal energy hidden in the bead, and the lesson from just now was still deeply remembered.

  Lin San slowly exhaled, gently placing the marble on the tea table, then picked up the small box, intending to see if there was anything else inside. Lin San rummaged through the small box for a while and unexpectedly found a hidden compartment. With some effort, he tore open the compartment and pulled out a rolled-up piece of fur. Lin San carefully examined the fur in his hand, but couldn't tell what animal it came from. Lin San was surprised for a moment, then slowly unrolled the fur.

  The sheepskin was square in shape with several lines of writing on it. Lin San looked at it carefully, but he didn't recognize a single character.

  Lin San disappointedly put down the fur, lightly sighed, originally still wanted to find the origin and effect of the beads from the fur, but unexpectedly all the characters recorded on the fur were unrecognizable, really frustrating.

  The fur automatically rolled up as soon as it was placed on the tea table, its shape just like when it was taken out of the small box, as if protecting itself from harm.

  As for the blue bead, it was safely and steadily placed on the tea table, no longer flying in mid-air, and its surface glow had also dimmed a bit.

  "Need to find a way to figure out the meaning of those words on the fur." Lin San's current situation is extremely dire, with almost all the Xian Qi stored in his body being absorbed by the green bead, and his cultivation level has also dropped several levels. To recover his original cultivation level and Xian Qi, he can only pin his hopes on the green bead, so the most important thing to do now is to quickly decipher the meaning of the words on the fur, and thus figure out the origin and purpose of the green bead.

  "Ding dong ding!" The clock on the wall suddenly rang out.

  Lin San turned his head to take a look and found that it was already 6 o'clock in the morning. He turned his head towards the window and saw that the sky had already brightened up. Unknowingly, he had been studying the Jade Guanyin for an entire night. Letting out a sigh, Lin San carefully placed the green bead into a small box and hid it in his bedroom. As for the fur, he directly put it on himself.

  Lin San glanced at the broken Jade Guanyin on the tea table and sighed, "A 280 million thing was destroyed like this. I'm really a prodigal son." After sighing for a while, Lin San found an empty box to collect the broken Jade Guanyin, got up to wash in the bathroom, and then went to work.

  Arrived at Ding Sheng Group at 7:01.

  Lin San sat in his office chair, sipping a cup of tea, and casually opened his computer to browse the internet. He spent almost an hour searching for ancient texts similar to the ones on the fur, but couldn't find any matches.

  Lin San did not give up and continued to search for ancient texts, but still found nothing.

  "Could it be that the words on the fur don't belong to China, or perhaps they don't even belong to this world?" Lin San furrowed his brow and muttered a sentence to himself.

  Suddenly, a news flash on the computer screen caught Lin San's attention: Zhang Hongru, a professor of history at Huaxia University, won the "National Historical Contribution Award" with a prize of 5 million yuan. Professor Zhang has been engaged in historical research for over 30 years and has deciphered hundreds of ancient texts, making great contributions to the country...

  "Zhang Hongru... deciphered over a hundred kinds of ancient texts..." Lin San's face lit up: "This Zhang Hongru might be able to decipher the text on the fur."

  Having thought of a plan, Lin San could no longer stay in the office with peace of mind. After finishing up his work on hand, he hastily left Ding Sheng Group. On the way, someone greeted him, but Lin San didn't hear it.

  Out of the building, Lin San first went home and put the blue bead on his body, then drove towards Beijing.

  Huaxia University is located in the capital city of Beijing and is one of the top universities in China, also enjoying a good reputation worldwide.

  When Lin San arrived in Beijing by car, it was already after 10 o'clock at night. The University of China had closed its gate and there was no way to enter. So Lin San could only find a hotel to stay for the time being.

  A night without words.

  The next morning, Lin San got up early and arrived at Huaxia University.

  "Who are you looking for?" The guard stopped Lin San and asked.

  "Oh, I'm looking for Professor Zhang Hongru." Lin San said politely.

  "Would you mind signing in here?" The guard pulled out a registration book.

  Lin San quickly picked up his pen and wrote down his name, phone number and address in the registration book.

  The gatekeeper took a look at the register and let him pass without any problem.

  Lin San thanked him and strode into the school gate.

  It's not time for class yet, and many students are gathered in a corner of the campus chatting and playing basketball. Hua Xia University covers a vast area, with over a dozen teaching buildings, a stadium that can accommodate basketball, table tennis, football, and other activities. Behind the teaching building is a small garden where students can take a stroll and chat...

  Zhang Hongru was a big name at Huaxia University, almost all the teachers and students knew him, Lin San easily found Zhang Hongru's office.

  "Knock knock knock." Lin San stretched out his hand and gently rapped on the office door.

  "Come in." A slightly aged voice came from inside the room.

  Lin San gently pushed open the door and stepped inside.

  The room was not large, and the decoration was very simple. Except for a row of huge bookshelves, there was only one set of spring and autumn chairs and one office desk in the house. At this time, an old man with white hair was sitting behind the office desk, wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses, holding a magnifying glass, and studying a picture on the table.

  Hearing footsteps, the old man slowly raised his head, looked at Lin San for a moment, and a hint of suspicion appeared on his face: "Who are you?"

  "My name is Lin San, are you Professor Zhang Hongru?" Lin San was extremely polite, he had always been very fond of knowledgeable professors.

  The old man nodded: "Not bad, I am Zhang Hongru, what can I do for you?"

  "It's like this, I inadvertently obtained an ancient character, and I hope Professor Zhang can help me decipher it." Lin San didn't beat around the bush and directly stated his intention.

  " Ancient characters?!" Zhang Hongru's eyes lit up: "Quickly let me take a look." Zhang Hongru had no other hobbies in this life, he just liked to study ancient texts. Every time he deciphered a character, Zhang Hongru was especially delighted.

  Lin San took out the rolled-up fur from his bosom and handed it over to Zhang Hongru.

  Zhang Hongru carefully accepted the fur, without hastily opening it, but instead carefully examined its appearance. After a long time, Zhang Hongru finally let out a surprised cry: "This piece of fur is quite strange, I actually can't tell which animal's body it comes from. Mr. Lin, can you please tell me where this piece of fur comes from?"

  Lin San smiled: "To be honest with Professor Zhang, I'm not clear either."

  "Oh." Zhang Hongru nodded and slowly opened the fur: "Huh?"

  "What's wrong?" Lin San asked hastily.

  Zhang Hongru carefully looked at the words on the fur for a moment, then raised his head to look at Lin San: "Excuse me for asking, but where did this piece of fur come from?"

  "This... was given by a friend." Lin San said hesitantly.

  "What kind of friend would give you something so precious?" Zhang Hongru was clearly somewhat skeptical of Lin San's explanation.

  Lin San smiled slightly: "Professor Zhang, don't you recognize the words on the fur?"

  Zhang Hongru nodded and then shook his head.

  Lin San was confused by Zhang Hongru's behavior: "Professor Zhang, what do you mean?"

  "What can I say." Zhang Hongru hesitated for a moment: "The words on the fur I have indeed seen..."

  "Really! Where did you see him?" Lin San asked with great joy.

  "Don't get excited, listen to me slowly." Zhang Hongru said with a smile.

  "Oh, okay." Lin San also felt that he had been a bit out of line just now, and smiled awkwardly.

  Zhang Hongru stood up and took out a few stone tablets from a bookcase and handed them over to Lin San.

  Lin San took over the stone piece with doubt: "What is this?"