The 411th chapter ghost shadow mystery trace!
"Is there anyone else? What's the situation now?" Caesar waved his hand. He closed his eyes. There was no sound from the golden light that had just bloomed, and there was no sound now.∠Miscellaneous ± Zhi ± Insects∠
"Chu Han? Bald?" Caesar tentatively yelled twice, his back was slightly cold, wouldn't he all die under the golden light?
After waiting for a while, Caesar finally couldn't help but opened his eyes. The scene in his vision did not change at all from when he closed his eyes. If Tripatti hadn't fallen to the ground, he would have thought that he just closed his eyes and hit. Took a nap.
"Why didn't I just shout?" Caesar pointed at Tripatti: "Did you dizzy?"
"I'm dizzy, it should be too much consumption, the body can't support it, and the use of the language spirit itself is accompanied by risks. Although the'reality' is not a high-level language spirit in the language spirit sequence list, it is very physical. One kind." Chu Han glanced at Caesar: "As for not returning you, because I don't want to return!"
After he finished speaking, he did not look at Caesar's twitching expression, turned his head to look at the entrance of the Taj Mahal, closed his eyes, and opened "Listen to Everything"!
Chu Han's spirit swept in all directions in a ripple-like form, and the tide-like sound was transmitted into his brain in a strange form. That is the unique sound frequency of all things in this world, and among them, Including lifeless things like Deadpool.
Chu Han did not stay too much in other places of the Taj Mahal. After a quick glance, he swept to the main body of the tomb. The first person that appeared in his mind was the head of the Indian branch, the great elder of Hinduism.
Then there are the core members of Hinduism with golden pupils behind them. According to visual inspection, there are less than five people whose blood line is "a", and half of them are in middle age.
"Ok?"
Suddenly, the old man looked up and looked around, with a trace of doubt on his face, as if he was looking for something.
In front of the entrance of the Taj Mahal, Chu Han raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't have any worries. The sight of the Consummation Realm was invisible and invisible, even stranger than the sickle and ferret. He didn't worry about what the old man would see.
Chu Han didn't stay on the old man and the believers for too long, and soon floated from the top of these people into the tomb, and then went straight to the ground.
"Listening to everything" is also very expensive for him now. He must stop for five minutes at most, otherwise although he will not faint like Tripatti, his weakness is certain.
So he didn't have much time, and he had to figure out what was in this tomb as soon as possible. Even the roots of Nibelung came out. Could it be that the first generation dragon king was here?
Soon the underground crypt of the mausoleum appeared in Chu Han's mind, but what was strange was that there were indeed two coffins there, and there were indeed two bones lying inside. It should be Taj and the Mughal Empire’s first Five emperors.
just……
Chu Han frowned. Did he guess wrong?
Suddenly, a strange frequency came into his ears. It was the sound of air, but it was a bit different from the frequency of air. It seemed to be something else.
Chu Han thought for a while, "Listening to Everything" swept in the direction of that frequency, and an unexpected but expected scene appeared in his mind.
This is an underground secret room the size of a football field. At the top of the huge altar is a huge black gold coffin, but the lid of the coffin is completely opened. In the dark corners around are the snake-tailed dead servants that have been encountered.
Located in the center is a wall made of quartz glass. Inside the wall is a brass tank wrapped by a low-temperature empty tube.
Thousands of meters away, Chu Han took a deep breath. After more than three years, he finally saw the brass jar that had slipped from his hands.
"Hello there."
Suddenly, a soft voice appeared in his mind. This voice reminded Chu Han of a crystal jelly that he had eaten before. It was soft and chewy, like an edible eraser, but better than an eraser. A lot sweeter.
But Chu Han is not in the mood to think about the crystal jelly now. He silently looks to his side, Caesar is filling the magazine, Tripatti hasn't woken up yet, and there is still no figure around, probably because he is afraid of Tripa. Di just broke out.
After confirming certain things, Chu Han was silent for a while, simulating the same frequency with "listening to everything" and said, "Hello."
The other party seemed a little surprised, probably because he didn't expect Chu Han to react this way, and there was no hint of nervousness.
"I didn't expect you to be so calm. There is no fluctuation in your emotions. It is really surprising will." The crystal gummy's voice sounded again, but this time there was a faint joy...
"Thank you for the compliment, but I think you should have something else to say?" Chu Han was indeed not surprised. Compared to what he had experienced before, this kind of extraordinary thing in the eyes of ordinary people is nothing.
At least, as far as he knows, there are four kinds of language spirits on the sequence table that can transmit clear sound waves in the human brain, so as to achieve the so-called tacit understanding.
"Well, yes, I have a lot of things I want to say, because it has been a long, long time." "Crystal Gummy" seemed very happy, and what passed into Chu Han's mind was also a kind of deep happiness.
It's just that Chu Han didn't feel a trace of joy, on the contrary there was a trace of stunned frustration.
The other party seems to be more proficient in using "listening to everything" than him, but how is this possible?
Even his descent Chu family disciple, no one has inherited the power of'dominant', as for the reason Chu Han is not clear.
But now, in front of him, there was a person who had advanced the level of "listening to everything" who had brought the knowledge of the Consummation Realm to a higher level, someone who was more pure, familiar, or something else.
"Hehe, I am not a thing, and of course I am no longer a human." "Crystal Gummy" seemed to be able to detect what Chu Han was thinking in his heart, and said with a smile.
Thousands of meters away, Chu Han was slightly startled. Although the laughter was very crisp and joyous, he could feel the frequency, a trace of numbness hidden deep.
Chu Han was silent for a while: "Who are you?"
This is what he wants to know the most at the moment. An existence that has the same "listening to everything" like him, can't possibly have also passed through that sea?
If that was the case, Chu Han didn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy. After all, he had lived in that world for nearly 30 years, so many people who were born and died with him, if you say that you don't miss a little, it is really a lie.
He is not really wood, how could he have no feelings?
"Crystal Gummy" was silent for a while, and said twitchingly: "My name is Jiman Banu and I am a Persian."
Chu Han raised his eyebrows. He heard the twist in the tone of "Crystal Gummy", but he didn't understand it. Is it possible that a girl's name can't be easily told to others?