The oracle bone inscription is also known as the "inscription", "oracle bone inscription" or "tortoiseshell beast bone inscription". It records and reflects the political and economic conditions of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and it is said that this script was a special symbol engraved on tortoise shells or animal bones used by the royal family and nobles in the late Shang Dynasty for divination. After the fall of the Yin Shang dynasty and the rise of the Zhou Dynasty, the oracle bone inscription was also used for a period of time.

When I was in college, a teacher said that the oracle bone inscription is one of the earliest systematic forms of writing known in China, which inherits the original carved symbols and the bronze inscriptions below, which is the key form of the development of Chinese characters, and is called "the earliest Chinese characters". Scholars generally believe that modern Chinese characters evolved from oracle bone inscriptions, and there are only a few hundred that can barely be recognized so far.

Because of some personal experience reasons, I have always thought that the legend of "Cangjie made words" is the oracle bone inscription, and later learned that the text created by Cangjie is only the prototype of the oracle bone inscription, more precisely, it is a kind of symbols similar to words, because of this reason, I have always liked to dig into the bottom of the matter, I also checked a lot of information to compare the difference between the oracle bone inscription and the early symbol text. So, without blushing, I'm one of the few people in my age group who has a certain impression of Oracle.

However, looking at the words with confidence, I realized that I was too pretending.

I don't even know the oracle bone inscriptions engraved on the huge two-story stone tablet!

What's the situation!?

Staring at those staggered and vertical comparisons, I was a little uncomfortable, and after a while, I was even more spinning and almost fainted, seeing this, the ninth master grabbed me, frowned very suspiciously and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't know, it's a bit of a headache." As I spoke, rubbing my eyebrows and walking to another stone tablet, I looked up and saw that the text on it was similar, but the content recorded on it was completely different from the one just now.

However, it is very strange that as long as I stare at the huge words on those stone tablets for more than ten seconds, those words seem to be alive and show a series of ghosts, and then a bad feeling like motion sickness swept through my nervous system, and then I couldn't help it, and I threw it up while holding on to the stone tablet.

Fortunately, I haven't eaten for a long time, my stomach is already empty, this vomiting, all that comes out of my mouth is gastric juice, Xiaopang saw me like this, took out a tissue in his backpack and handed it to me, and then asked me very puzzled: "What's wrong with you?" Is it sick? ”

"I can't tell." Waving my hand, I said.

"What's written on that? Do you know? Hearing this, he asked again.

"I only know a few words, and it doesn't make sense at all to connect them, but I can be sure that this thing was left over from Yin Shang before, and in the Zhou Dynasty, such words rarely appeared." After saying this, I vomited a few more times, sat down against the stone tablet, and saw that in the eyes of the huge corpse, the long-eared cat named Wind Beaver was baring its head and laughing.

Interestingly, the little creature knew we were hostile, but it didn't take the opportunity to run away, and it grabbed the body of the huge skeleton in a fearless appearance, which made me vaguely worried.

"Ninth Master, look at that pile of bones, isn't it a little strange?" Tilting my head, I asked Jin Jiuye, and after a look, I found that Jin Jiuye at this time was staring at the things on the stele with his mouth slightly open. Looking at his straight look, he seemed to be attracted to something, and no matter what I called him, he didn't move

Seeing him like this, my heart sank, and I turned my head to look at Xiaopang and asked, "Xiaopang, look at the words on the stone tablet." ”

"What's wrong?" Hearing this, Xiaopang stared at the inscription on the stone tablet and looked at it again and again, and then tilted his head and looked innocent.

"Do you feel anything special?" Standing up, I wiped the corners of my mouth and asked him, Xiaopang heard this, shook his head, and then spread his hands and said to me very suspiciously: "Isn't it just a bunch of symbols, what's so special." ”

Finished.

Hearing him say this, I knew that it was not good, so I hurriedly ran to Jin Jiuye's position, stretched out my hand and pulled Jiuye, but Jin Jiuye didn't pull it at all. Jin Jiuye was nailed to the ground, like a stone stele, his expression was sluggish and he couldn't even breathe, he stretched out his hand and put it under his nose, I panicked, just after a while, he was out of breath

He's dead???

No way

I never expected that there would be such a thing, and I lost my backbone at once, so I beckoned Xiaopang to come over and lift the ninth master and put it aside, this thing was motionless like a stone statue.

When Xiao Fat saw it, he also panicked, and even beat his chest and pinched people for a long time, but Jin Jiuye was like a dead corpse, straight and straight at all

"! What's wrong with the Ninth Master!? Sweating profusely, Chubby's voice changed.

"I don't know, it seems that we have been tricked, we have to think of a way." Reaching out to grasp his pulse, the pulse disappears. Putting his ear to his chest, Jin Jiuye had no heartbeat. After a while, the old man was already as hard as an ice mound, a large number of corpse spots crawled on his face, and the anger of the ninth master disappeared as quickly as a flood at a low tide. Immediately after, the body was deflated, and the corpse that had just been hard collapsed like a deflated ball, describing the change, as if it had become a corpse.

"Don't bother, he's been dead for a long time." At this moment, a sneer came from his ears, and he turned his head to see a red-clothed monk sitting in the treetops not far away. Next to him was Ding Ling, who had just gone to the toilet, Ding Ling was sitting there, trembling all over, looking at her as if she was greatly frightened.

"What did you just say?" The qiē came so suddenly, I didn't quite accept it, and I stepped back, and I asked him with a deep shock.

"Jin Jiuling has been dead for a long time, haven't you noticed?" With a cold smile, the monk's face showed disdain.

"You are talking nonsense, how could Jin Jiuye die!" As he spoke, he picked up a stone and threw it over, and the monk waved his hand, and the stone flying in the air immediately turned into powder.

He sat crooked on the branch, hugged Ding Ling and posed very lazy, a big fat face sniffed against Ding Ling's neck, and then stretched out his tongue and licked Ding Ling's cheek.

, at a glance, the blue-black tongue was more than a foot long, and the kind of secretion that I couldn't tell what it was scraped on Ding Ling's face, I was disgusted for a while.