Another old professor shook his head: "Music scores are the most difficult thing to preserve. Many musical scores in Daxia have disappeared into history. On the contrary, some ballads have been preserved through oral transmission."
"I have led archaeological teams dozens of times, but to be honest, paper music scores and bamboo slips are difficult to preserve, and they can only be barely preserved if they are put into the palace's library."
"Moreover, even if you find the music score, you have to find out the music theory of that era. We have many ancient music scores in our hands, but because the music theory and musical instruments are completely different from modern times, we can't restore them at all. For example, the five-string pipa, such as Zhu,
For example...even if I give you music scores, if you don’t have an instrument and don’t understand music theory, then the music scores are just useless paper!”
Everyone discussed it for thirty minutes.
In the end, Lin Fan came to two conclusions.
"In other words, you need to either find the music score, the corresponding musical instruments, and be familiar with the corresponding music theory knowledge." Lin Fan frowned and said, "Or, you need to find someone who can sing."
"Yeah." Mr. Chen and the other historians nodded.
Lin Fan had an idea in his mind.
"Thank you all, there will be a special plane to take you back soon. Thank you for your hard work." Lin Fan bowed to everyone and walked out of the door.
He already has an idea.
That so-called war song of the orcs, in that plane, probably no one can sing it anymore.
After all, after the arrival of the gods, the orcs have been brainwashed from generation to generation, and now they have long lost the memory of their ancestors.
Even if there were people who could sing, they would have been killed by the gods and worshipers long ago.
Besides, if someone really knew how to sing, then according to the spirit of the plane, that plane would have been liberated long ago.
As for the scores, they must have been destroyed in large numbers...
But can they really all be destroyed?
Maybe, I can find some that have been passed down among the orcs!
In other words... I want to break into the orcs!
"But it's a bit embarrassing. I almost killed those orcs just now, and now I have to break into them to find a score... Orcs seem to be very vindictive." Lin Fan scratched his head.
But now there is no other way but to break into the orcs to find any music scores that may have been handed down.
So, we still have to go undercover?
But how to stay undercover, and how to make the orcs who were fighting with him just now accept him?
Lin Fan was silent for a moment, then suddenly his eyes lit up: "Faith!"
Belief!
The reason why I fought with the orcs was because of my different beliefs!!
In their eyes, they are heretics!
But if you have the same beliefs, if you also believe in gods, and you are a devout believer in gods like them, and you sing praises to gods with them...then, the magnanimous God will forgive you!
Orcs will also forgive themselves and treat themselves as family members!
"How's it going?" Mr. Jin walked over quickly and looked at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan nodded: "I have some ideas. I have to believe in gods."
"Ah?" Jin Lao was stunned for two seconds: "What do you mean, you want to believe in gods? The materialistic warriors of Daxia want to believe in gods?"
"You are Lin Fan, the commander-in-chief of Daxia and the number one god-killer!"
"If you believe in gods, why would you lead us to kill gods?"
For a moment, Mr. Jin even doubted whether he heard it wrong, and then said with a stern face: "If you really decide like this, don't leave. I, Daxia, will have to go to war with you now!"
With that said, Mr. Jin picked up the walkie-talkie and said in a cold voice: "Bai Qi, Lu Bu, Zi Lu, all those who have become gods..."
"No, don't get excited. What I mean is that I have to pretend to believe in gods so that I can go undercover among the orcs!" Lin Fan explained quickly.
"Oh?" Mr. Jin finally understood, "So, you want to go undercover inside the orcs... Are there any specialties over there that you like?"
It is true that Mr. Jin has seen Lin Fan's undercover before.
The undercover Ocean Temple was directly smashed into pieces by the Ocean Temple, and the divine gold artifacts and ocean treasure troves were brought back as specialties...
This is really the first time Mr. Jin has seen an undercover agent who can kill the enemy undercover.
For a moment, Mr. Jin even sympathized with the orcs. Before Lin Fan could answer, he patted Lin Fan on the shoulder and said complexly: "Actually, if you want to annihilate those orcs, you don't have to go to such trouble..."
"What specialties are there to destroy," Lin Fan said helplessly: "I was just undercover to look for the score. I really didn't want to destroy those orcs, nor did I want to bring back any specialties!"
"Oh, okay." Mr. Jin nodded: "With your destructive power... I feel that by the time your undercover operation is over, hundreds of thousands of those orcs will die."
Lin Fan's face turned ugly: "Please don't underestimate my ability as an undercover agent. Thank you, I will ensure that no orc survives this time."
"In short, there are seven days, and now there are six and a half days. Regardless of whether you succeed or not, in six and a half days, the army will move in." Jin Lao looked at the darkened sky outside the window and saluted slowly: "Of course, I still hope
You succeed... I wish you success."
"This time, success is guaranteed!"
Shura's divine power poured into the badge again.
But we haven’t waited for the space gap to open yet.
"boom!"
Situ Hong kicked open the wooden door of the office and walked in angrily.
"Situ Hong, why are you here?" Mr. Jin was stunned for a moment, and then he understood: "The intercom just now... was a misunderstanding between Lin Fan and I. There was no emergency."
"I'm not here for this." Situ Hong had a cold face, gritted his teeth and looked at the door: "Come in!"
That tone was like scolding a prisoner.
There was silence outside the door for a long time. Finally, Lu Bu walked in with a clatter of armor, holding a red rabbit horse.
Lin Fan didn't understand the situation and immediately said: "Lu Bu, why are you..."
Before Lin Fan could finish speaking, Situ Hong continued to grit his teeth and said, "You two come in too!"
Bai Qi and Zi Lu reluctantly walked in from the door, taking small steps like elementary school students who had made mistakes.
"You guys?" Lin Fan still didn't understand which one this was from.
The moment he saw Lin Fan, Bai Qi breathed a sigh of relief and laughed and said, "Haha, Commander Lin is here too. Commander, it's nothing serious. You can go and do your work first. We can handle it ourselves."
With that said, Bai Qi turned around and ran out.
"Where to run!" Situ Hong took three steps at a time and rushed forward with one lunge. He directly grabbed Bai Qi and held him down, dragging his collar and throwing him in front of Mr. Jin.
"You've come this far and you still want to run away?"
"Mr. Jin, you must deal with this matter!" Situ Hong turned around and said to Mr. Jin in a deep voice.
Jin Lao and Lin Fan looked at each other, both looking confused.
Seeing Situ Hong being so furious, Lin Fan always felt that something was wrong, and immediately asked directly: "What's going on?"
"What's the situation? Ha, what a good situation!" Situ Hong sneered and let go of his hand, "Bai Qi, tell them what good things you three have done!"
Bai Qi scratched his head in embarrassment: "Ahem, it's nothing serious... Commander, please go back first."
Lu Bu picked his feet in embarrassment: "Some...well, love matters...Commander, I won't waste your time. You go and do your business, and we will handle it ourselves."
Zilu clutched his sleeves: "I'm right about respecting teachers and respecting morality anyway!"
"Anyway, you're right?" Situ Hong said coldly, "The victims have reported the crime, so you're still right?"
Lin Fan was confused when he heard this: "Victim?"
"Ha, the three of them have done a great job!" Situ Hong sneered, "Respect your teachers, I tell you, defrauding 32,000 yuan is enough for a sentence!"
Fraud?
"No, these three people are not very smart, and they still cheat? Who can be deceived by them?" Lin Fan said with disbelief on his face: "Did you wrongly accuse them?"
"Who can be deceived by them? Did I wrong them? Then you really underestimated them." Situ Hong threw out a mobile phone and said to Lin Fan: "Take a good look at the good things these three guys did!"
Lin Fan quickly took the phone.
Just one glance and I was immediately stunned.
Those are text messages that have been sent.
"Hello, I am Bai Qi, and my king is not dead. In addition, my king has 100 tons of gold in Xi'an, and now he needs 2,000 yuan to unfreeze it. You can transfer it to me via WeChat or Alipay. The account number is my mobile phone number!
After you turn around, when my king returns, I will grant you the title of a third-rank official in the Qin Dynasty and grant you the title of Border Minister!"
