Chapter 1197

What's the difference?

There is no way to know.

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

In the central stone chair, the hands of ancient people were naturally placed on the table. In front of the palm of the hand, there was a Book embodied by him.

On the cover of the book, there are seven vertical and eight horizontal grids, and in the middle of the grid, there are a series of strange shaped symbols arranged up and down in an irregular way.

Luo looked at the ancient man in silence, and the ancient man looked at the book on the table which was embodied by him in silence.

This strange silence lasted about ten minutes.

If it were not for the butterflies flying above the flowers, they would have the illusion of time still.

Luo may also be idle, silently counting the time.

Until eleven minutes and six seconds, the ancient human finally had a reaction. He stretched out his right hand and slowly opened the book.

At the same time, the vision occurs.

Ancient humans just opened the first page, and the flowers and trees that were transformed by the sound of the flute became ink like liquid, which were absorbed into the opened pages, including those butterflies.

Luo's face changed slightly. He stepped forward and looked down at the page opened by ancient people.

On the white pages, it is not the expected image, but the line after line of unknown symbols, which are askew. Looking at them awkwardly, Luo's first impression is the music score.

Although it lacks aesthetic feeling, it looks like a musical score.

This impression may also be due to the fact that ancient humans played flute music just now, thus forming a certain degree of hint.

Luo's eyes moved away from the page meeting and looked at the ancient human on his side. He had an impulse to lift the hood, but he couldn't do it. At most, he could only think about it.

"First of all, play some kind of music to show ordinary flowers and trees, and then put them in the pages of the book?"

"And this book is the rudiment of the restorer?"

Luo clearly saw that this is a new book. It is very possible that it was recently materialized by ancient human beings.

The memory continues.

Ancient humans slowly turn to the second page, which is blank.

Later, he turned his hands and produced a three string musical instrument with a bow like appearance, which was played on the spot.

Silent between the clouds suddenly change color, between the number of interest, rainstorm thunder.

Boom!

A bucket of thunder and lightning flashed from Luo's eyes.

The strong wind and rainstorm pull up the dense rain curtain.

Luo can't hear and won't be affected by the bad weather.

As for ancient humans

He was still sitting peacefully, the wind and rain could not get close to him, even the clothes could not blow, let alone the books on the stone table.

A moment later, he wiped the page. The raging storm, like the previous flowers and trees, turned into an ink like liquid, clustered into the second page, and then turned into a series of incomprehensible symbols.

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

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

Later, the ancient human turned out a variety of musical instruments.

The beads, which are like abacus instruments, show the scene of cold crystal like snow.

A thin piece of iron with twenty-one nail rings and seven strings of musical instruments are hanging inside, showing the blood rain of the corpse mountain and the broken blade of the remnant sword.

The body of the stick is like a walking stick, and the diamond shaped brass musical instrument is hung on it, which shows the killing power of wolves hunting lions.

A variety of musical instruments, a variety of scenery.

In the end, these scenes become weird notes on the page.

Luo recorded every page of the score in his head, and compared it with the score of the dark sonata. For the time being, he could not see any connection between them.

As a spectator, he just watched the ancient humans produce 18 instruments that he had never seen before, and then played various scenes with unknown artistic conception one by one.

Until the end of the silent black and white memory deduction, Luo returned to the white smoke font space.

To be honest, after the memory of reading the ball, Luo was half ignorant.

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

He knew nothing about the musical instruments developed by ancient human beings, and he did not find the similarities with the dark sonata from many music scores.

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

After all, the dark sonatas are all played by modern instruments such as violin or piano, which are totally different from those developed by ancient human beings.

In this way, Rochester could not associate the dark sonata with ancient human beings.

Perhaps, as rumor has it, the dark sonata was created by the great devil, which may have nothing to do with ancient human beings.In the absence of important information, it is a waste of time to think blindly.

Rowe points the third memory ball.

He didn't know how long it would take to score the memory, but he had to do it one by one.

Compared with the black memory reading ball that needs to be experienced as a spectator, Luo preferred the white memory reading ball that directly infuses images and information.

Anyway, with that kind of half muddled experience, Luo made up his mind to get rid of all the white memory read ball first, and then contact the black memory read ball.

The third white memory ball is opened, and the light still tears the darkness, and then the screen and text switch.

It doesn't take a minute for the information contained in memorizing the ball to pour directly into Luo's head.

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

More and more information about ancient human beings and restorers, as well as all kinds of strange existence, has been transmitted to Luo's head.

The more you drive, the more surprised Luo is.

He suddenly realized that most of the memories contained in many recitations have nothing to do with the restorer 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.

Is it possible to say that the memory between the repairers can be shared? Or do they have a connection that ignores distance?

Luo side doubt, while non-stop point open memory read the ball.

Until the 30th, Luo's head suddenly swelled and hurt. At the same time, it made him alert, that is, he stopped clicking memory to read the ball.

With the pain of his head, Luo retreated from the white smoke font space.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Nick with a hesitant face.

"Lo, are you ok?"

"Nothing."

Luo Zheng for a while, and then found that he was sweating, and nausea.

I don't know how long I haven't experienced this feeling.

But that's nothing compared to pain training.

Endure nausea and pain, Luo Leng is to sort out the point open memory read the ball from the information.

"Double thoughts..."

Luo slightly lowers his head and suddenly looks at the chirp who is being teased by Jin.

He finally got part of the truth about ancient humans and the restorers.