Father Mavie

Chapter 319 Interpretation (please subscribe!!!)
"Sorry, it's a bit of a mess in the house."

Following behind little Schmidt, the four of Ma Wei came to a narrow bedroom. The whole room was only a few square meters, and the corners were filled with classic books. A woman with a demented expression, her eyes were empty, she stared blankly at the sparrow sitting on the window sill, motionless.

"This is my mother." Little Schmidt picked up the scattered pages of the book one by one, and said to the Mavics: "She is not in a good state of mind, but she is still quite quiet. I am feeding her. medicine."

As he spoke, Little Schmidt picked up a bottle of Godfrey's Fragrant Wine on the desk, unscrewed the cap, handed it to the woman's mouth, and said softly, "Mother, I've taken the medicine."

The woman opened her mouth cooperatively, her eyes were still fixed on the sparrow on the window sill, she was already used to taking medicine.

"Wait a minute."

Ma Wei stopped little Schmidt, looked at the bottle in his hand, and asked, "Where did you buy this medicine?"

"It was recommended to me by a doctor from Windsor who said it was calming and calming my mother."

"Heh... the medicinal wine made of pure opium, of course, has the effect of calming emotions." Ma Wei sneered, "You gave your mother this medicine?"

"Is there something wrong with this drug?"

Ma Wei didn't know how to explain it to him, so he could only say: "In short, if you want your mother to live longer, don't give her any weird drugs anymore. She is crazy, but as long as there is no injury There is no need to take sedatives because of human behavior."

Little Schmidt capped the bottle suspiciously. He still believed in professional doctors, but Ma Wei's confident voice gave him a feeling that he could trust it.

"Boss..." Levin came over with a book and motioned for Ma Wei to read it.

A Study of Ancient Writings, by Schmidt Shmakov.

Schmidt Shmakov?
Isn't this the missing professor?
He still has this kind of work?
"Is this a book written by your father?"

Little Schmidt nodded, "Yes, my father specializes in the study of ancient characters. Since I can remember, he has been engaged in research in this area. In the entire Ulan-Ude University, he is the only one who specializes in ancient characters. Professor of research... why are you asking this?"

"Because your father's disappearance may be related to his profession."

Ma Wei stared into little Schmidt's eyes for a while, and finally took out the rubbing paper of the calamity stele that he had always carried with him. This was brought by Levin. The real stele had already been buried in his father's tomb by him. If his father's tomb is still intact, then the rubbing paper in Mavi's hand should be the only content of the calamity stele passed down in the world.

"Can you decipher the text on it?"

Hearing this sentence, the woman who was sitting on the bed watching the sparrows suddenly turned her head and looked at Ma Wei in horror. Then, while screaming loudly, she rushed up and stood in front of little Schmidt. Shaking constantly.

"Mother? What's wrong with you, mother?"

Little Schmidt was taken aback by the woman's sudden action, hugged her quickly, and asked repeatedly.

"He's a devil!" The woman pointed at Ma Wei and shouted, "You have captured my husband! Are you even going to let my son go now?!"

"Mother? Did he take my father away?"

"No...but he is the same as that group of people! He is here to take you away! Little Schmidt, run! Run as far as possible! Burn those books! Yes! Books must be burned!"

The woman's mental state fell into confusion again. She broke free from her son's arms, rushed to the desk, grabbed the kerosene lamp and smashed it at the books piled in the corner. Fortunately, Levin caught the kerosene lamp with a flash and did not let him go. The room caught fire.

"Run! Little Schmidt!" The woman pushed her son, "Don't come back! Never come back!"

Little Schmidt glanced at Ma Wei, and instead of running away, he asked, "Who the hell are you? Where did my father go?"

"I don't know the whereabouts of your father. As for our identities, I have already mentioned it just now." Ma Wei asked Daniel and Junia to temporarily appease the woman who was fluctuating violently, and said to Little Schmidt: "Now I It is certain that your father's disappearance must be related to his major... Is your father able to decipher ancient texts?"

"Yeah." Little Schmidt nodded, not scared by the woman's madness, he had been looking for his missing father for too long, now he finally found a clue, how could he give up at a critical moment?
"Our family used to be the administrators of the Custodian Office of the Apocalypse Church in Moscow, and has a very deep understanding of various ancient texts. His Majesty Peter overthrew the rule of the Apocalypse Church 20 years ago, and all the books were kept in a unified way. Unemployed father, He came to Ulan-Ude with his pregnant mother, and became a professor at Ulan-Ude University by virtue of his research on ancient characters. He is the person who understands ancient characters best in the world, I am sure."

"Your family used to be a believer in the Apocalypse God?"

"My father is, I am not."

"Have you studied ancient writing?"

"I am my father's most proud student. I have followed him to learn ancient characters since I was a child."

Ma Wei nodded and said: "In that case, please help us to unravel the content on this piece of paper."

Little Schmidt took over the paper that had rubbed the inscription on the calamity stele. After a brief silence, he proposed a condition: "I want to find my missing father, whether he is alive or dead. My mother said that you and the person who took my father away back then You are the same as people, so you must have a way to help me, right?"

"The one who took your father away back then was probably the Wisdom God Sect. The reason should be the same as our purpose of visiting you here...Well, you unlock the content on it, and we help you find your father, how about it?"

Little Schmidt's eyes gradually lit up, different from the previous dazed look, like a traveler who saw the light of hope.

"it is good!"

"Little Schmidt! Why don't you run away!" The woman who had been sitting quietly on the bed for a while cried out again.

"Mother..." Little Schmidt squatted in front of his mother and whispered, "It's okay, they have already found me, and I can't run away, let alone I can't abandon you and escape alone..."

The woman's eyes were wide open, a few tears rolled down her cheeks, her expression was ferocious and sad.

Little Schmidt sat down at the table, lit the kerosene lamp, and began to observe the words on the paper. After looking at it, he suddenly frowned, got up and went to the corner, and rummaged through the pile of books.

After a while, he returned to the table with a few books in his arms, and flipped them skillfully. There were many markings on both sides of the pages, which looked like ghostly symbols to Ma Weiji, but in the eyes of little Schmidt...

This is the key to unlock the secret.

"Mr. Ma Wei, where did you see these words?" Little Schmidt suddenly asked.

"Any questions?"

"These texts are not standard ancient texts, but an encrypted language used by the Apocalypse God Sect, which is specially used to record some extremely important things."

Little Schmidt raised his head: "Strictly speaking, this encrypted language cannot be regarded as an ancient text, but a strange code. It should be only our Shmakov family who knows the existence of the code arrangement."

"Can you really unlock the contents above?"

"Yes, although my grandfather didn't keep the password arrangement, but my father drew a similar system based on his childhood memory. He used to play word decryption games with me, so it's not difficult."

As he spoke, Little Schmidt took a quill and quickly wrote on a piece of white paper.

While he was translating, Mavie didn't let his guard down, letting Daniel stare at the stairs and Levine at the window, while he held Junia's little hand to prevent anyone from disturbing the situation.

The more critical the moment, the more we cannot take it lightly.

Those who follow them may sneak attack while Young Schmidt is translating the content.

"what!!!"

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream from the street. Ma Wei's eyelids twitched, and he rushed to the window, only to find several 'fire men' appeared in the opposite alley. They were burning with black fire, twisting on the street. He ran, trying to extinguish the flames on his body but could do nothing.

In less than half a minute, the black flames consumed their lives, their bodies turned black like coke, and they fell to the ground.

In the alley opposite, a silver-white human figure was slowly melting into the ground, with arms crossed in front of him, bowing deeply to the window where Mavi was, to show his respect.

"Boss..." Levin swallowed.

"Yeah." Ma Wei nodded, his face a little gloomy.

other side……

Sure enough, he was still following them.

The screams on the street didn't interrupt little Schmidt's thinking, he was so absorbed that he ignored other noises.

About an hour later, the sound of writing suddenly stopped, and the slightly arched back straightened. Little Schmidt picked up the paper full of words in front of him, carefully dried the ink on it, turned around, and said solemnly :

"Mr. Marvie, I untie it."

(End of this chapter)