[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

Seeing that the serious and solemn old man was bouncing up and down the next moment, Shiba really couldn't think of how to deal with him, so he could only grit his teeth in silence and pretend he didn't hear him, throwing him off and striding towards him. Go inside.

"Oh, the child is really not cute..."

The old man stroked his beard, stood there calmly and looked at Shiba's back, and casually beckoned to Winterson who was standing beside him: "Where did you find this kid?"

"This..." Winterson stood there in embarrassment. Only then did Xu Fatty recover from his daze, and immediately told the story of Shiba with a silly smile, but was interrupted by Mr. He waving his hand dismissively: "Forget it, it's not as good as me." Ask him yourself, that kid looks like he is practicing martial arts, and he said that he is doing research on ancient earth culture, you believe it, but I don’t believe it.”

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Shiba smirked at Mr. He, who was close to him again. The old man was strange. Originally, he gave Shiba a cold and serious illusion at first glance, but now he looks reckless and unreasonable. People are so helpless...

"Ahem...Mr. He, Mr. Nan, you two, take a look at this first..."

The editor-in-chief of the publishing house is a middle-aged man who is rounder than Xu Fatty. He interrupted Mr. He's rambling self-promotion, pushed a stack of brand-new photocopied materials in the direction of the two of them, and reminded him helplessly.

Shiba raised his head and glanced lightly, and immediately lost interest. Although the editor-in-chief meant to let himself and Mr. He make up their minds together, the gesture of pushing the information was completely directed towards Mr. He. of.

Eighteen silently lowered his eyes. Although he knew that a tender face was always easy to be looked down upon, but it was the first time he made up his mind to do a good job and was discriminated against like this. In fact, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

But I absolutely can't rush to get the information by myself. Although Shiba is not familiar with world affairs, at least he knows some principles of dealing with people.Now that the editor-in-chief has almost made his attitude clear, Shiba is too impatient and proactive, which is more likely to leave people with an unreliable impression. No matter how impatient he is, he can only wait and see what happens.

Mr. He seemed to be very interested in this material, so he gave up pestering Shiba immediately, took the material and looked through it seriously, and asked——

"Ancient books?"

"Yes." The editor-in-chief rubbed his fat hands, "I just got it last month, and I have been looking for a translator for a long time, and several people have tried it, but I still can't figure out what it means, Mr. He ,look……"

Mr. Crane's face froze, he straightened his body, waved his hand to stop the editor-in-chief's polite words, and dragged the materials to his eyes with more seriousness. After a while, he clicked his face in astonishment——

"Your ancient book..." Mr. He raised his head, his face was a little reddish, he rubbed his fingers against the page, and he seemed a little unwilling, but he had to admit, "The arrangement of the characters is messy, the strokes are disordered, arranged in the I don't know what it means..."

He shook his head: "You should hire someone else."

"This—" the editor-in-chief blinked in astonishment, "No way, I clearly heard that Winterson said that you have been studying ancient earth civilization for nearly a hundred years, how could you even..."

The editor-in-chief's face was a bit depressed, Shiba raised his brows, took the information that Mr. He had to put on the desktop because of his helplessness, and glanced at it——

At this moment, I can no longer look away.

"Editor-in-chief!" Eighteen suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkling with strange light, "Where did you get this ancient book from your company? Is there a cover? Can I see a photocopy of the cover?"

Oh my god...if I'm not mistaken...this can't really be...

The editor-in-chief was taken aback by his question, and his expression immediately became astonished. How did he know that this ancient book still had a cover?The three big characters on the cover are completely incomprehensible to me. Is it possible that even the old man who has been studying ancient earth culture for nearly a hundred years can't translate the text? This young man can really solve it? !

But looking at Shiba's expression of certainty that this ancient book definitely has a cover, the editor-in-chief no longer wants to believe it, and can only admit that he is really a dog's eye. Guessing, it has been able to prove his absolute strength in ancient earth culture.

An inside call, within five seconds, the secretary carefully brought in a piece of paper, the editor-in-chief took it, no longer being negligent like before, and handed over the paper with a respectful face, just one glance, Shiba immediately wanted to look up to the sky laugh--

God really treats him kindly!

This ancient book, which looks plain and nothing special, is actually a secret book of external skills passed down from generation to generation by the elders of the sect who have searched for countless generations——

"Yi Jin Jing"!

I still remember that in the previous life, the elders mentioned this rare and profound secret book more than once in the morning class.The classics passed down from generation to generation in the sect are mainly used for the refinement of internal strength, but martial arts is not just a family with strong internal strength, and both internal and external cultivation are indispensable. The book "Yi Jin Jing", as a master of external skills, has appeared in front of people in the world from time to time since thousands of years ago. Every time it comes back, it will create a large number of people in the martial arts who are willing to be crazy about it, and it will also make a small group. Originally a little-known hero, but the rumored miraculous foreign disciple who entered Taoism through martial arts, the exercises he practiced are another classic of external exercises compiled by the descendants of the Yi Jin Jing author based on the experience of his predecessors. , although it cannot be said that there is a huge difference in its realm, but compared with the Yi Jin Jing, it is definitely very different.

A few days ago, Shiba was still worrying about what kind of external skills should be used with "Qingxinjue" to practice. After all, "Qingxinjue" is a rare and profound mental method in the world. discount.

But Shiba really didn't expect that such a heavy boulder that had been lingering in his heart for a long time would be solved by accident in such an inadvertent way.

He still couldn't hide his emotions and anger, and the sharp rays of light in his eyes were so sharp that people couldn't ignore him. The editor-in-chief even took a step back in horror at the sudden rise of a powerful aura that didn't match his appearance. Thinking it was a safe place, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Mr. Nan... According to what you mean, it can be solved? What is written on it?"

The fat editor's question poured over Shiba's head like cold water, cooling down his brain quickly, and in an instant, all the pros and cons flashed through his mind.

Although the translation of this secret book may set off a frenzy of external skills that is no different from a monstrous wave in the entire Federation, and the eighteenth who has translated this secret book will definitely get a lot of benefits by then, but, Is it really that simple?

Leaving aside the translation, will this shrewd-looking fat editor-in-chief give Shiba benefits as promised by his colleague Cheng, even if Shiba really gets those, but what about afterwards?

There are only two possibilities. First, the federal government will selflessly promote the "Yi Jin Jing". Not for pleasure.

But this possibility is too small.

After thinking about it for a long time, Shiba still had to admit that if he translated this ancient book, after the federal government realized the importance of this classic, he, as a translator, would be extremely dangerous.

After all, it is not what a smart person in power would like to see for the people of a country to have powerful force on a large scale and even be able to compete with the government.

Shiba made his choice almost instantly, and he immediately forced himself to withdraw his gleeful expression, raised the corners of his lips and smiled at the still stiff editor-in-chief: "It's really difficult. Fortunately, I translated with the teacher before In the mouths of the people on the ancient earth, this kind of thing was called——Buddhist scriptures.”

"Buddhist scriptures?!"

Not to mention the editor-in-chief, even Mr. He who was sitting quietly on the side was a little unbelievable. Obviously, they had heard of the Buddhist scriptures. Deeply surprised: "This is the Buddhist scripture? The legendary religious holy product?"

The editor-in-chief was even more excited. He really didn't expect that what he thought was just an ordinary ancient book on the ancient earth would become the product of the legendary gods that the people of the ancient earth believed in in one night——

This is great wealth.

"That's right." Shiba smiled confidently, reached out to take the dozen of materials and opened them, countless scriptures that he had practiced flashed through his mind, and finally chose the Great Compassion Mantra, "The teacher once sang it to me. Once, I will never remember it wrong, this is the masterpiece of the ancestors! It preaches the greatness and tolerance of religion, and I can still vaguely remember two sentences—”

"Namo Helatana, Duolayeye. Nanwu Alaye, Polu Jiedi, Shuobolaye..."

Shiba's voice is slightly crisp, and the music penetrates into the heart instantly like sunshine, air and soil. Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, love, hate, and ignorance seem to blend the joy of reunion with the pain of parting, full of melancholy, left with ashes All the stories in the world are weaved in the flat and plain music...

The last syllable fell, and the room returned to silence. Eighteen breathed a sigh of relief, but saw the fat editor-in-chief and Mr. He leaning on the sofa with their eyes slightly closed, and Mr. He sighed faintly. , with emotion all over his face, thousands of thoughts flashed across his eyes, Shiba raised his eyebrows in surprise, entered the country?so easy?Just one song?

Mr. He obviously noticed his own progress, and his eyes widened in disbelief for a moment. After a while, he stared at the expressionless Shiba with the eyes of a monster——

"What the hell are you...?"

What's the origin... I'll kill you!

Eighteen gritted his teeth jealously, obviously he was the one who sang, how could he not have his share of martial arts...

Shiba opened his mouth, but before he could answer, he suddenly saw the fat editor-in-chief who was leaning aside as if he was asleep, jumping up and pointing at Shiba for a long time, unable to say anything. Turn around and slip away as fast as a mouse.