But whether Zhen Mi covets Wu Liang's body is another matter.

Anyway, after entering Wu Liang's room alone, Zhen Mi did not have the slightest reserve or shyness that a girl of this age should have. Instead, she took off her shoes and socks very proactively and crawled to Wu Liang's bed, even gently patting the bed next to her.

Position, looked at Wu Liang with a smile, and urged softly: "Don't you want me to explain this 'art in the room' for you? Then you should come up quickly, why are you so awkward?"

"..."

Wu Liang has never been so embarrassed as he is now. Although his concept of masculinity is not particularly strong, he still enjoys the feeling of girls being "cheated" by him bit by bit, instead of having the feeling like now.

I felt like I was being "cheated" by girls bit by bit.

"Hey, what are you thinking about, why don't you come up quickly?"

Seeing Wu Liang's expression of hesitation, Zhen Mi frowned slightly.

"Mi'er, you should know that you haven't done any rituals yet, so you still need to follow the rules for some things, right?"

Wu Liang said, ready to move but with complicated emotions.

Saying he doesn't want to, is definitely a lie. Faced with a beauty like Zhen Mi, especially if she takes the initiative to embrace her, Wu Liang believes that no normal man can maintain restraint.

He is just shirking responsibility like a scumbag and seeking psychological peace of mind...a hypocritical scumbag!

"You shouldn't have forgotten, right? I was born in the ancient Yu Dynasty, and the ritual ceremony was a rule that only came out of the Zhou Dynasty. What does the ritual ceremony mean to me? Isn't it a good idea to celebrate my thousand-year birthday?"

Zhen Mi rolled her eyes at him and asked in a funny tone, "Don't pretend to be a gentleman anymore and worry about the rules. Now I'm just studying this 'Fang Zhongshu' with you. If it's really the 'Fang Zhongshu',

'You can't help but think of me as Mi'er, you don't have to think of me as Mi'er. Apart from Nvjiao, you can think of me as anyone you want, such as Chunhu and Daji. Which one is not considered to have gone through the ceremony?"

"That's right!"

Wu Liang felt even more strange. None of those old women were from thousands of years ago, but they felt a lot more at ease and jumped onto the bed happily.

And Zhen Mi didn't do anything excessive to him, at least not right away.

She just sat side by side with Wu Liang, holding the tortoise shell and interpreting it word by word: "The nine orifices of Yin and Yang and the twelve joints are born together and die first. There is no effort to do, no joy and sorrow, no food and drink.

Living in too much yin and not seeing yang, using it suddenly and violently, not waiting for it to be strong, not being able to bear the heat, so it is urgently injured. Keeping its name hidden, hiding its body, most of the time it is violent and disrespectful, so it is born with the body and dies first.

…”

Engraved on this tortoise shell are inscriptions as small as ants. Although they are not at the level of micro carvings, they are similar to the abbreviated cheat sheets used for cheating in exams in later generations.

Fortunately, as a graduate student majoring in archeology in his previous life, Wu Liang had some knowledge of classical Chinese.

Otherwise, even if Zhen Mi explained it in this way, it would be extremely difficult for him to understand the meaning. He would have to teach Zhen Mi to translate these words into vernacular to understand.

But these definitions cannot be translated into vernacular.

There is no problem if you listen to it in private, but in future generations, as long as it is published, most of it will automatically become "***", because it mentions a lot of secrets in the house, and almost all of it contains forbidden words that cannot be revealed to others.

Zhen Mi’s explanation continues.

The content after that also became more straightforward and exposed. Even Wu Liang, a veteran driver, could not help but think about it after hearing it.

But during the listening process, Wu Liang did not have any other strange feelings.

Of course, this strange feeling does not refer to a physiological reaction, but to the state of trance after comprehending the inherited witchcraft, without even the slightest sign of it appearing.

Soon after.

Most of the deeds on the tortoise shell have been deciphered, but Wu Liang still has no relevant feelings. He just feels that some of the statements make sense when he thinks about it carefully.

And at the same time.

"Um?"

Zhen Mi suddenly let out a strange groan.

"I seem to have an epiphany, you guard me..."

Zhen Mi turned her head to look at Wu Liang, and the pupils in her eyes began to gradually change, which meant that she was about to enter trance.???

Wu Liang was stunned for a moment, his face full of surprise.

What's happening?!

Isn't it said that he is "skilled in the brain"? This word should indicate that the "skills in the room" should be men's exclusive witchcraft. Why is it that Zhen Mi is about to enter trance? It is not scientific at all?! Why?
Chapter completed!