Chapter 3578: Calling

Fuxi has been closely observing Luo Zheng, and it is very curious to see Luo Zheng’s painful expression gradually calming down.

"Luo Zheng, have you sealed your hearing?" Fu Xi communicated with God.

Luo Zheng was still carefully discerning the low chanting, and he heard Sha Fu’s question and he shook his head. “No.”

"Then you don't seem to feel bad..." Fuxi was even more surprised.

"There is no sorrow, what you said is what we are now reading," Luo Zheng replied.

"What do you want to read!" Fuxi's eyebrows swelled fiercely.

It is necessary to know that Fuxi and Nuwa had made careful preparations before passing the road of mourning.

After all, on the way to the Qingtian, you will be killed if you don't pay attention.

They also blocked their hearing when they were hiding in the straw shed, but in order to know the movements of the outside world, Fuxi took out a mouse from his own bag at intervals.

These mourning sounds in the road of mourning are very powerful. These mice are also captured in the Taiqingtian. They are close relatives of the sinister rats. Although they are not a "interracial", they are not too weak.

But the mouse insisted on less than three breathing hours, and the eyes were a blood red, and then the head burst and died under the mad struggle.

There are six hours in the day of the road to mourning and ten hours in the evening.

At intervals of one hour, Fuxi will release a mouse for testing.

The result is that the mourning sound continues until the tenth hour, until dawn.

After dawn, Fuxi and the son-in-law will return to hearing after the mice released by Fuxi are intact.

From the reaction of the mice, our sorrow will last for a whole night.

Luo Zheng now said that the mourning stopped, it was impossible.

The reaction of the Luo Zheng said everything, he did not show any pain at all.

What changes have happened to those who have mourned the road?

Fuxi’s heart moved slightly, and reached out to his ears with a light touch. The green light flashed in the palm of his hand and the hearing returned to normal.

He is also too loyal to Luo Zheng's reaction, but forgets that Luo Zheng has a unique blood, and is completely different from the average person.

Just as Fuxi’s hearing recovered, the piercing into the intolerable mourning directly poured into his mind.

Fuxi's eyes turned white and twitched constantly.

"Don't you die?"

The niece's face turned abruptly changed. She quickly reached out and smashed her ears in Fuxi's ears. After she ruined the hearing of Fuxi, Fuxi stopped twitching—the person had completely fainted.

"What have you done?" asked the son-in-law.

Fang Cai Luo Zheng and Fu Xi are communicating with God. The son-in-law is naturally unclear about the dialogue between them, and I don’t know why Fuxi finds uncomfortable recovery.

Luo Zheng saw that Fuxi’s reaction was equally confusing. He said, “These cockroaches are no longer mourning, why the Fuxi predecessors still can’t stand it...”

"No more mourning," the son-in-law frowned at Luo Zheng. "The voice you heard may be different from us?"

At this time, Fuxi also woke up, and a resentful emotion was released along the gods. He sneaked a sigh of relief. "Smelly boy, wants to kill me?"

Now the intensity of our mourning is very high. If the female eye is fast, the soul of Fuxi may be hit hard, and the time of staying in the mourning is enough to kill Fuxi!

"It’s my intention, Fuxi’s predecessors,” Luo Zheng said apologetically. “It’s just that I heard the snoring, and it’s a very regular chanting...”

Luo Zheng spread his words in the form of gods to the people in the straw shed.

"Regular chanting..."

“Do these 诡谲 also have a language?”

"Is your ear burned out by mourning?"

Nvwa, Fuxi and three immortal hunters looked at Luo Zheng with strange eyes.

He is a thing of unknown origin, and this thing occasionally appears in the Qing Dynasty.

They seem to be a collection of resentments of certain creatures. As for the purpose of their existence, and why they come, no one knows. The more people are confused about the origins of 诡谲, the more they fear it.

"I won't get it wrong," Luo Zheng shook his head and responded. "The rhythm of these laws is like..."

Speaking of this, Luo Zheng’s eyes flashed a glimmer of light, “as if you are reading Sanskrit!”

The sound of this chanting is full of rhythm. Although the sound is not high and low, it is like a chanting, but it is very similar to Sanskrit.

The voice of the former bald giant "Bova" is like singing, but also full of rhythm...

It turns out that these are not mourning, but are communicating in Sanskrit that you don't understand!

"Sanskrit?"

Everyone looks at each other.

"Oh," the blood wolf waved his hand. "Don't say if we know Sanskrit. Is it true that the ghosts are crying in Sanskrit, even if you don't understand."

The language that I don't understand can't be confirmed. The blood wolf thinks that Luo Zheng has said a nonsense.

"Not necessarily," the son-in-law showed a smile on his face. "He just understands."

The blood wolf, the blood lion and the blood crow three eyes glimpse together, revealing a pair of "you are teasing me" expression.

Immortal hunters wander all the year round in Sanqing, and have a good understanding of Sanskrit.

The Sanskrit that is engraved has the possibility of interpretation, but the Sanskrit language that is recited is completely impossible.

That language has too many meanings, too complicated...

The creatures in chaos have inherent limitations. To let the souls in chaos interpret "Sanskrit" is to let the dumb talk and let the blinds draw, which is beyond their cognition.

The Emperor and the Emperor also looked at Luo Zheng with strange eyes. They were not aware of many things happening on the other side of the bank. It is not clear when Luo Zheng had such ability.

"I am not sure if I can understand, but I can try it," Luo Zheng said.

Perhaps we are not talking about "Sanskrit," and Tian Zhiming is naturally not capable of pòjiě.

Soon Luo Zheng will communicate with Tian Zhiming.

He did not dare to let Tian Zhiming listen to the mourning of the outside world, but to introduce the sound he heard into the world of the body.

After the preparations for the civilized civilization of heaven, they began to decipher the sounds of this burst of chanting.

At the same time, the core of Tianshou on the second floor of Yushengtian also began to work wildly...

This time of deciphering was quite long. After waiting for a long time, the voice of the civilized civilization of the heavens conveyed the voice. "These voices are indeed Sanskrit."

"What are they talking about?" Luo Zheng hurriedly asked.

"Most of the sounds are meaningless. They may be verses in a certain ritual, and they are repeated and repeated," answered the civilization of the heavenly civilization.

"A certain verse..." Luo Zheng was somewhat disappointed.

At this time, the instrument of civilization added, "In addition to those meaningless scriptures, there is a mixed sentence."

"What?" Luo Zheng spirit suddenly shocked.

"They have been shouting ‘you are coming back’, which seems to lack a similar kind, so they constantly call for their own kind of return,” said the Civilization.