Five cubs clung to her; the wicked woman was being targeted.

"Phantom Night, come here. Niu Niu is going to play with her mother."

Niu Kou Shui waved to Xiao Huan Ye.

Xiao Huanye whispered something in Niu Niu's ear before leading her to her father's side.

"Mom, let's go play too."

Xiao Huanye tugged at Yuezhui's sleeve to indicate that she had followed along.

"My lady, weren't you interested in the manuscript left behind by the Beast God's messenger last time? Shall we go take a look now?"

"Jin Fei, Huan Lan, Mi Jin, and Yue Lin, each of you take your children out for a stroll, let them play, buy them whatever they want to eat, and take the children out to play as much as possible."

After Niu Koushui finished speaking, he handed a handful of beast crystals to everyone.

"And what about you, Mistress?"

"Mo Yang and I are going to check out the Beast God's things. It'll be too boring for the kids to come along. You guys should take the kids to play. There are so many games over there."

"Don't worry, I'm here!" Mo Yang patted his chest to assure him. More time alone with his mistress, yay! ✌🏻

"Alright, then we'll gather in the square when the ceremony begins."

Jin Fei took Xiao Jin Xuan's hand and said.

"it is good."

After Mo Yang left, several handsome men led their kids to watch and play games.

In a corner of the Nine Heavens City's treasure trove, a wooden display stand is bathed in soft light, upon which the legacy of the Beast God's messenger quietly unfolds.

Niu Kou Shui approached lightly, and the beastmen who came to visit all concealed their auras.

Mo Yang followed closely behind, his fingertips lightly touching her waist, afraid that she would bump into the wooden splinters on the edge of the display stand.

The items on the display stand were stacked on top of each other, the oldest of which were stones with their edges worn smooth.

On the bluish-gray stone surface, crooked yet clear lines are carved with sharp stone tools, depicting the cooking methods of fire—the steps of making fire by friction, the tricks of roasting food on stones, and even the tips for avoiding burning your hands with open flames.

Niu Kou Shui lightly touched the stone surface with his fingertips, his movements as gentle as if afraid of disturbing the lingering warmth from a thousand years ago.

"Hello, please do not touch."

The orc guarding the cow immediately stepped forward to stop it when he saw it reaching out its hand.

"Sorry." Niu Kou Shui smiled apologetically and withdrew his finger, wondering how he had become so engrossed.

Looking at the handwriting on it, a feeling of familiarity mixed with strangeness lingered in my heart, evoking a deep resonance within me.

Next to the stones were bundles of green bamboo, the bamboo joints flattened, with the key points of house construction written in charcoal black: the thickness of the rammed earth, the joints of the wooden frame, the curvature of the eaves for rain protection, and a simple fence pattern marked "for protection against wild animals."

The bamboo strips have turned slightly yellow due to their age, and the edges are slightly curled.

Further on, there was bark paper as thin as a cicada's wing, with neat characters written in fine animal hair ink on the light brown pages.

The text describes the proportions of cement raw materials, the firing temperature, the amount of water added, and even the techniques for plastering cement walls. A simple sketch of a pottery kiln is also drawn on the side of the text.

The bark paper was light and brittle. When Niu Kou Shui examined it, he unconsciously even softened his breathing, as if afraid of blowing away these thousand-year-old pages.

From carving stone to shaving bamboo, and then to thin, resilient bark paper, the handwriting evolved from simple, unadorned marks to flowing ink. The methods of creation progressed from basic survival skills to ingenious craftsmanship.

The path taken by the Beast God's messenger from many years ago, teaching the people how to survive and live in peace, is clearly laid out before our eyes.

Niu Kou Shui stood in front of the booth, a slight soreness in his nose: "So this is how the Beast God's Messenger taught me, little by little."

The beastmen around couldn't understand the words on it, but Niu Kou Shui knew very well how detailed and meticulous the content was.

Even someone as clueless as her could understand it.

The thought that such a person once descended upon the beast world and gradually improved the lives of the beastmen makes it hard not to choke up.

The bright lights beside the booth swayed gently, their warm light falling on the overlapping figures of the cow saliva and the beastmen, and on the carved stones, green bamboo, and bark paper.

The cultural heritage of years past and the companionship of years later have blended into the gentlest form.

"These are all notes from the Beast God's messenger back then. He personally taught the beastmen how to build houses and such when he was alive."

"However, after some of the Beast God's messengers died, no one knew what was written on them."

Mo Yang looked at the bamboo slips behind him with some regret as he spoke.

"Is that all?"

Niu Kou Shui looked at all the exhibits here. Some of them were incomplete, probably because the beastmen didn't recognize the contents and hadn't sorted them properly.

"There are still some left in that building."

Following the direction Mo Yang pointed, there was the tallest building in Jiuxiao City, with a magnificent stone dragon coiled on top.

"Can we go see it?"

"Of course, I'll just talk to my aunt."

"Let's go now."

Niu Kou Shui was already quite eager to see what the former Beast God's messenger had left behind.

The two entered the building, and there was a school on the left side of the first floor.

However, the person sitting inside wasn't a cub, but an orc who was already quite old.

Niu Kou Shui glanced at the contents of the wooden board. It was written in the simplest language, with words like "orc" and "food." At the top of the blackboard were the three characters "Nine Heavens City."

Many people should recognize these three characters.

"Mistress, do you recognize all the words on those?"

"know."

"That's great, Mistress. I'll take you to see my aunt then."

Overcome with excitement, Mo Yang suddenly remembered a question: "Female Mistress, are you perhaps reluctant to reveal that you are the Beast God's messenger?"

"I've changed my mind. I'll go see your aunt instead."

At first, she just felt that she had finally been given a new lease on life, and all she needed to do was live her life well.

But it is painful to realize that you have the ability to change things but do nothing about it.

"My lady, you don't need to force yourself to do anything you don't want to do."

"Let's go find the city lord. What's his name?"

"My aunt's name is Cheng Qiongzhao, but everyone just calls her the City Lord."

"Does the city lord have any favorite things?"

Niu Kou Shui said seriously, "After all, this is the first time she's meeting Mo Yang's aunt, so we should prepare some things."

"She doesn't seem to like anything. She basically sits in the house every day studying the things left behind by the Beast God's messenger. My aunt is probably the most literate person, but there are still many things she can't understand."

Mo Yang recalled that his aunt had been personally taught by the Beast God's messenger when she was very young, and since then she had been immersed in those words and often practiced writing.

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I apologize for taking a break from updating in February. After returning home, I won't have time to close the door and write quietly in my room. My mom thinks my poor health is because I don't exercise.

So whenever I sit down and take out my phone, it will call me to get up and do something. I really can't find any completely free time, and I don't know why.

I used to write until the early hours of the morning, but I can't do that anymore. My mom wakes me up at 6:30 every morning to exercise with her for half an hour, so I have to be asleep before 11 pm. Everyone should take care of their health and exercise occasionally.

I'm very sorry, I thought I could keep updating, but after going home I realized I really can't.

If you're still reading this book, you can wait until it's finished before reading it.

I won't be able to update two chapters a day in February. I might only post one chapter every few days, so those who want to read it can save it for later.

I'll be back in March, then I can continue updating.

I'm so sorry.

Also, I wish everyone a Happy New Year and good fortune in advance!

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