Food Hunter

Chapter 1197: 1 part of the truth

Where is it different?

Luo never knew.

The sound of flute turns into patches of flowers and trees, replacing the previously barren stone surface.

At the central stone chair, the hands of ancient humans were naturally placed on the table, and in front of the palms was a book embodied by him.

On the cover of the book is a grid of seven vertical and eight horizontal, and in the middle of the grid is a series of strangely shaped symbols, arranged irregularly up and down.

Luo silently looked at the ancient human being, and the ancient human being silently looked at the book that he had embodied on the table.

This weird silence lasted for about ten minutes and was not over yet.

If it weren't for the butterflies flying above the flowers, it is estimated that there would be an illusion that time is still.

Luo may also be so idle, counting the time silently.

After counting to eleven minutes and six seconds, the ancient humans finally had a reaction, only to see that he stretched out his right hand and slowly opened the book.

At the same time, a vision occurred.

Ancient humans just opened the first page, and the flowers and trees transformed by the sound of the flute suddenly turned into ink-like liquid, and were absorbed into the opened pages, including the butterflies.

Luo's face changed slightly, several steps forward, and he looked down at the page that was opened by the ancient humans.

On the white pages, there are not the expected images, but rows of unidentified symbols, crooked and awkward. The first impression that Luo gave Luo was the music score.

Although it lacks aesthetics, it looks like a musical score.

This impression may be due to the fact that ancient humans just played flute music, which formed a certain degree of hint.

Luo looked away from the page of the book and looked at the ancient humans beside him. There was an urge to lift the hood, but he couldn't do it, he could only think about it.

"First play a certain kind of tune, show ordinary flowers and trees, and then put them in the pages of the book?"

"And this book, is it the prototype of the restorer?"

Luo Kan clearly knows that this is a new book, and there is a high possibility that it was recently realized by ancient humans.

The memory continues.

Ancient humans slowly turned to the second page, which was blank.

Later, he turned his hands and conjured a peculiar three-stringed instrument that looked like a bow, and played it on the spot.

In silence, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, and after a few breaths, thunderstorms came.

Boom...!

The thunder and lightning that was thick as a bucket flashed down from before Luo's eyes.

The squally wind brought heavy rain, pulling up dense rain curtains.

Luo could not hear the sound, nor would he be affected by the harsh weather.

As for the ancient humans...

He still sat peacefully, the wind and rain couldn't get close to his body, and he couldn't even blow up the hem of his clothes, let alone the books on the stone table.

After a while, he wiped the pages of the book, and the raging storm was like the previous flowers and trees, turning into an ink-like liquid, digging into the second page in clusters, and then turning into a series of incomprehensible symbol music. .

If you compare it with the first page of the score, Luo can't understand, but he can find the difference between the two.

The symbols on the first page are slightly softer between the strokes, while the symbols on the second page are like swords.

Subsequently, ancient humans uncovered a variety of musical instruments.

Many round beads, like an abacus-like musical instrument, present a scene of cold crystals like snow.

A thin iron sheet with twenty-one nail rings hung, and seven thin strings of musical instruments hauled inside, embodied the blood rain of the corpse mountain and the broken blade of the broken knife.

The stick body is winding like a cane, and a diamond-shaped copper musical instrument is hung on it, which embodies the momentum of a pack of wolves hunting a lion.

A variety of musical instruments cater to a variety of sceneries.

In the end, these scenes turned into weird notes on the pages of the book.

Luo memorized every page of the score in his head, using the scores of the Dark Sonata to refer to, but for the time being, there was no connection between them.

As a bystander, he watched the ancient humans conjure up instruments that were never seen before, and then played all kinds of sceneries with unknown artistic conceptions one by one.

Until the silent interpretation of black and white memories ended, Luo returned to the white smoke font space.

To be honest, after experiencing this memory chant, Luo was half-hearted.

He felt that the book was the prototype of the restorer, but there was no definite evidence to prove his guess.

He didn't know anything about the musical instruments conjured by ancient humans, and he did not find similarities with the Dark Sonata from multiple scores.

Even after seeing those strange instruments, he became more and more suspicious of the origin of the dark sonata.

After all, the dark sonatas are played by modern instruments such as the violin or piano, and these instruments that were transformed by ancient humans are completely impossible to play with.

In this way, it is difficult for Luo Shi to associate the Dark Sonata with ancient humans.

Perhaps, as the rumors say, the Dark Sonata was created by the Great Demon King, and may have nothing to do with ancient humans.

In the absence of important information, it is a waste of time to think ignorantly.

Luo clicked the third memory ball.

He didn't know how long it would take to tap these memory balls, but he had to tap them one by one.

Compared with the black memory chanting that needs to be experienced as a bystander, Luo's preference is more inclined to the white memory chanting directly into the picture and information.

Anyway, with the half-hearted experience, Luo made up his mind to solve all the white memory **** first, and then touch the black memory balls.

The third white memory ball was clicked on ~www.ltnovel.com~ the light still tore the darkness, and then the scene and the text were switched.

In less than a minute, the information contained in the memory ball was poured directly into Luo's head.

Luo did not stop, and opened the fourth and fifth one point by point...

More and more information about ancient humans and restorers, as well as various strange existences, was transmitted to Luo's head one after another.

The more he tapped, Luo became more surprised.

He suddenly realized that most of the memories contained in many thoughts have nothing to do with the repairer who controls the life and death of the soul.

However, these memories from other restorers are produced from the restorers who control the life and death of the soul.

Could it be said that the memories between repairers can be shared? Or do they have some kind of connection that ignores distance?

Luo was puzzled, and kept clicking on the memory ball.

Until the 30th ball was tapped, Luo's head suddenly swelled and pain, and at the same time it also made him alert, that is, he stopped tapping the memory ball.

Enduring the pain of his head, Luo withdrew from the white smoke font space.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a hesitant Nick.

"Luo, are you okay?"

"It's okay."

Luo was stunned, only to realize that he was sweating profusely and felt sick and nauseous.

This feeling, I don't know how long I haven't experienced it.

However, this is nothing compared to pain tolerance training.

Enduring the nausea and severe pain, Luo Leng sorted out the information he had obtained when he clicked on the memory ball.

"Double thinking..."

Luo slightly lowered his head and suddenly looked at the tweeted who was being molested by Jin Zuo.

Regarding ancient humans and restorers, he finally got a part of the truth.

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