I couldn't see anything in front of the sun, and I didn't bake anything out of fire, and I couldn't soak anything out of water. Instead, I soaked the words on it.

The words were all confused and could not be saved. It was not a pity for Mu Sheng. The content on it was already in her mind.

Besides, she really doesn't think there is something wrong with the content.

But Feng Junchi asked about this family letter again, and this family letter must be very important. There is something, and there is no problem with the content. Isn’t that a problem with paper?

In order to prevent the paper from being soaked by water, it would be impossible to save it. Mu Sheng hurriedly took it out of the basin and dried it in the sun.

After drying, it was no longer obvious that this piece of paper used to be a letter from home.

Wrinkled.

But there were four small pieces in the middle of the paper, which were flat and not wrinkled at all.

"This is..." Mu Sheng buried his head, staring at the four small pieces on the paper.

So, is there a problem in these four small pieces?

Mu Sheng touched these four small pieces again and again, and there was nothing wrong. It felt the same as the touch at the beginning, but the other parts were wrinkled, but these four parts were not wrinkled, which clearly showed something wrong.

Is it necessary to be taken down if it is distributed in such a scattered manner?

Mu Sheng took the scissors and cut the four small pieces off the paper, but he didn't find any interlayer in the middle. Naturally, there was nothing stuck.

Looking at the well-known letters on the table, the words that were destroyed by myself were all confused, and four holes were cut, which was no different from completely ruined...

Well……

Mu Sheng was silent for a moment, feeling that he had made this look, so he might as well destroy it. He had no idea what to find anything again, so she brought the brazier over and threw all the four small pieces cut and the original wrinkled paper into the brazier.

It burned suddenly and the flames rushed up.

Mu Sheng avoided a little so that the fire would burn him.

I originally thought it would be burned to ashes, but I found that the four cut pieces were not burned to ashes, but were burned to black, and there were also words and white words on them.

A small piece with a word.

Mu Sheng was speechless.

It turns out to be like this...

It's a pity that General Mu is not an intelligence officer...

He picked up the four small pieces of the ashes and placed them on the table one by one. Mu Sheng carefully identified them and found that the word on one small piece was ‘zi’, the word on one small piece was ‘bao’, the word on the other small piece was ‘tai’, and the word on the last small piece was ‘mo’.

"Zi, Bao, Tai, Mo..." Mu Sheng held his chin with one hand and fiddled with these four words casually with the other.

Thinking about what these four words mean.

Suddenly, Fu Ling's heart came and his eyes lit up: "Prince's Mobao!"

right!

It’s the Prince Mo Bao!

Mu Sheng hurriedly arranged the words into the prince's Mobao.

As the name suggests, the ink treasure is a calligraphy and painting. There is a prefix of the prince. Needless to think about it, you all know that it is a calligraphy and painting written by Feng Junchi.

The clues left in this letter refer to the calligraphy and paintings he made. The real secret should be in the calligraphy and paintings he made, right?

If she wants to know this secret, wouldn’t she have to find the calligraphy and painting?

This is not easy to deal with...

Mu Sheng looked at the words on the table while rubbing his chin.

She didn't know which calligraphy and paintings were made by Feng Junchi? Since Feng Junchi knew how to write calligraphy and paintings, it should be impossible for her to have only made one.
Chapter completed!