Chapter 1580

The three people of the moon poem sound stare at each other, and they are horrified.

They knew what Yehong was going to do the first time.

But it's because of that that that makes it even more incredible.

Since Night Hong handed bone long and bone flute to Yue poetic sound, it was placed in the back of the research room.

The three researchers of Yue Shiyin studied these two things in a way that they were forgetful of sleeping and eating.

But no matter how they toss, they can't make any sound from the two instruments.

But the three men see the night Hong's present movement, clearly is a ready to play the appearance.

The three people have different expressions.

The moon poem was only a little shocked, and his eyes showed firm and trust.

Zhouqianqian smiled bitterly, and sighed with his forehead: "I met a boss who didn't play according to the usual principle."

Zhuangwei frowned very tightly, and his eyes were full of questions.

In this strange atmosphere, night Hong closed his eyes silently, and gave a breath to the bone.

"Wu --"

a gentle sound, which came out slowly from the ten hole bone.

The long sound in the cavity of a circle, and then through ten holes in turn, slowly play a melody full of ancient meaning.

I don't know when, night Hongs heart God seems to come to another heaven and earth.

He stepped on the dragon body, backed by the wings of the Phoenix, and under the guidance of one dragon and one phoenix, he wandered in a desolate void.

Night Honghong overlooks the barren land, heart palpitation.

Holding bone in hand, playing an old tune with your hand.

In a hazy way, night Hong seems to overlap with the mysterious person who appeared in the Yao family mural.

Two different melody of time and space seem to have crossed time and recombine one.

The long sound injected into the dragon and Phoenix at their feet, making them sing and start to move.

Canglong mouth holds the sky, and dispels the thick clouds.

Xuanfeng spits the earth and repairs the gap between the heaven and the earth.

is as like as two peas in the fresco.

This is the second time that night Hong blows the ten hole bone, but has a completely different feeling from the previous one.

Last time he didn't have the music ability of the patriarchal level, and he was not an ancient martial arts man.

Now, with the breath of ancient Taoist martial arts, it is combined with the music area of the patriarchal level, which makes the music sound reach a wonderful state in a moment.

At the same time, the sound spread out of the research room.

Through the walls, into the ears of countless students in the activity center.

Everyone was in a daze.

Then, there was a confusion.

"Strange, how can't I remember what I did just now?"

"I also, I don't know why, there's a sense of time being stolen."

The whole activity center was in a riot, and countless students were talking in horror, as if they were ghosts.

Many people picked up their mobile phones and sent this to the Jiangda forum.

So in the days after that, this matter was listed as the first extraordinary event of Jiangda this year, and the discussion enthusiasm remained high.

Of course, it's all a postscript.

In the research room, night Hong just blew a short period, and stopped.

"Ding! Play the prehistoric style, and the ability of exploring prehistoric civilization +1! "

With the sudden stop of the long tone, the three people of the Yue poem also shook their heads suddenly, and their eyes were no longer confused.

But they were still confused and murmured, "was it what happened just now?"

Zhuangwei looked at the bone in the hands of night Hong, and suddenly the pure light in his eyes flashed: "you just blew the bone long

Night Hong smiled and nodded: "I just want to tell you one thing, I know the prehistoric civilization far beyond your imagination.

Of course, the enthusiasm for research is no less than yours.

As for patience, let alone.

Do you still doubt my persistence now? "