"Moss Code?"

Hearing Xiaolou's words, Zhang Meng was shocked, then looked at Ye Jiu. After listening to Ye Jiu's repeated sound, he was delighted: "It seems to be the Moss password!"

The fat man also looked excited, but at this time the fat man was obviously calmer than Zhang Meng, and he said, "Don't move for now, who can translate?"

"I..." Zhang Meng was about to speak, but quickly shook her head: "I only know a little bit about the interpretation of Morse's password, as for the specific translation..."

After saying that, Zhang Meng turned his gaze for help to Xiaolou.

Xiaolou said in embarrassment: "I am the same as Brother A Meng, I only know a little bit, but I told me when Sister Na was studying Moss' code."

"This is difficult." Seeing that no one knew Moss' password in particular, Zhang Meng became worried.

"Don't be anxious." The fat man hurriedly said: "The so-called Moss code uses the interval of sound to represent the military codes of twenty-four English letters. These English letters can form words. This thing is divided into American and British. I thought this thing was quite fun when Fat Master, so I looked at it a few times. Later, I heard Lai Zi mention it, but I never knew how to write a bird, so I didn't have any in-depth contact. In this way, let's record the sound I just repeated, and let the three of us discuss it together to see if we can translate the complete Moss code."

"This method is good." Zhang Meng agreed and turned around and winked at Ye Jiu.

According to his memory, Ye Jiu knocked on the bronze door with his hands and repeatedly hit it. Ye Jiu has now awakened his potential, so he will naturally not make any mistakes.

"The code of Morse password is very simple, only in length." Zhang Meng said: "Fortunately, I have read the comparison table, and based on my memory, I should be able to remember it."

After hearing what Zhang Meng said, everyone remembered that Zhang Meng's memory was definitely the most powerful among the few people. Even if everyone didn't pay much attention to it, as long as Zhang Meng saw it, she could forcefully recall it based on memory alone.

The map of Kunlun Mountain was drawn by Zhang Meng with his superhuman memory. However, too many things happened during this period, and everyone forgot about Zhang Meng's specialty.

"Then hurry up." Seeing this, the fat man hurriedly urged.

"Don't urge me, let me think about it." Zhang Meng closed his eyes, and in an instant, the numberless talisman kept flashing in his mind, getting faster and faster.

"Letter A, one bit by one."

"Letter B..."

Zhang Meng said while recording on the ground. More than ten minutes later, the entire comparison table was restored by Zhang Meng and Fatty.

After scanning the comparison table of the fat man drawing in the dust, Zhang Meng nodded with satisfaction: "Xiaolou, look, are there any mistakes or omissions?"

Xiaolou was also quite surprised that Zhang Meng could restore such a difficult Morse password in more than ten minutes. He looked at the comparison table on the ground seriously, and Xiaolou said, "It seems to be translated like this."

"Jiu Ge'er."

"Repeat again, the sound of the knock just now." In fact, without Ye Jiu repeating it, Zhang Meng has already remembered the sound that Ye Jiu made before. However, under such conditions, Zhang Meng felt that it would be better to be cautious in order to be on the safe side.

According to the orderly sound of Ye Jiu's knocking, Zhang Meng, Fatty, and Xiaolou made marks one by one according to the comparison table. Until all the deciphers were deciphered, the four people gathered again in front of the Moss code full of letters.

Seeing the fat man hiding aside, Zhang Meng said, "It hasn't been translated into words yet, why are you doing?"

"Damn! You guys don't know that Fatty Master, my bird's cultural level, only knows more than twenty letters at best." Fatty person shook his head and said, "I can only stare at this translation work, Fatty Master, I really can't help!"

Seeing that the fat man was lazy, Zhang Meng rolled her eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me." The fat man said dissatisfiedly: "If you want Fat Master, you have to continue to work hard. You don't think about it. We are all native communist fighters. You are a guy who grew up under foreign capital forces since childhood. What do you say..."

"Okay, can I accept it?" Seeing that the fat man started talking nonsense again, Zhang Meng smiled bitterly.

"Brother Ah Meng, I also know some English, let's translate together." Xiaolou came to Zhang Meng.

Seeing this scene, the fat man sat down next to Ye Jiu: "Hey, little lady, Fatty, why do I think this place is a place where we are not educated?"

When he heard the fat man’s words, Ye Jiu turned his head and rolled his eyes to the fat man. He seemed to be saying, don’t divide me and you into the same category.

Just as the fat man was chattering, Zhang Meng and Xiaolou were shaking repeatedly, facing the words in front of him at a loss. This state lasted for more than ten minutes, and in the end the fat man couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Hey, why are you two sighing all the time?"

Xiaolou and Zhang Meng looked at each other and said helplessly: "Let me say it. Judging from the existing letters, you can't translate a complete sentence at all."

"What does it mean?" The fat man jumped up quickly: "These letters cannot be translated?"

"No." Xiaolou explained: "As Brother A Meng said, these should be word abbreviations. With each other, relying on the current environment, we can also guess a few words, but no matter how you compare them, the meaning of the words before and after is simply inconsistent."

"Is it true that you don't have enough vocabulary?" asked the fat man.

"It's possible for me. But Brother A Meng lives in Hong Kong and has been learning English since childhood. With his growth environment and memory, he will never be able to translate it." Xiaolou said.

"Grandma!" Seeing that everyone was a little confused, the fat man cursed repeatedly, "It's not that those tomb guards were deliberately playing with us!" After that, the fat man was angry and kicked the letters translated on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Seeing the fat man making a fuss, Zhang Meng hurriedly stopped him. Although the fat man said that the other party was playing with everyone, this was the only way to escape now.

But Zhang Meng was one step slower after all, and the fat man's foot had already kicked the letters on the ground.

Seeing that the translated English letters were about to turn into dust, the fat man suddenly stopped his feet and stared at his feet with a look of surprise, with a bright look.

Suddenly he giggled: "Haha...haha..."

"Fatty, why are you stupid?" Zhang Meng asked inexplicably.
Chapter completed!