The third thousand five hundred and seventy-eighth chapters call
Fuxi has been observing Luo Zheng closely, and Fuxi is very curious when he sees Luo Zheng's painful expression gradually calming down.
"Luo Zheng, have you blocked your hearing?" Fuxi communicated with his spiritual consciousness.
Luo Zheng was still carefully distinguishing the low chanting sound. When he heard Fuxi's question, he shook his head, "No."
"Then you don't seem to feel uncomfortable anymore..." Fuxi was even more surprised.
"The wailing is gone, and those weirdos you mentioned seem to be chanting something now," Luo Zheng replied.
"What are you reciting!" Fuxi's eyebrows raised sharply.
You must know that Fuxi and Nuwa made careful preparations before passing the Wailing Road.
After all, on the way to Shangqingtian, if you are not careful, you will die.
They also blocked their hearing when hiding in the hut, but in order to know what was going on in the outside world, Fuxi took out a mouse from his spirit animal bag every once in a while.
The wailing sounds in the Howling Road are very powerful. These mice were also caught in Taiqingtian. They are close relatives of the Terror Rats. Although they are not an "alien race", they are not too weak.
But the mouse could not last more than three breaths, and its eyes turned blood red, and then its head exploded and died due to a frantic struggle.
There are six hours in the day and ten hours in the night in the Wailing Path.
Fuxi would release a mouse for testing every hour.
The result was that the wailing continued until the tenth hour and until dawn.
After daybreak, after the mice released by Fuxi were intact, Fuxi and Nuwa dared to regain their hearing.
Judging from the reactions of the mice, the wails of the weirdos will last for a whole night.
Luo Zheng now says that the wailing has stopped, which is impossible.
But Luo Zheng's reaction explained everything, he didn't show any pain at all.
Has anything happened to the weirdos on the Howling Road?
Fuxi's heart moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to touch his ears gently. As a green light flashed in his palm, his hearing returned to normal.
He also trusted Luo Zheng's reaction too much, but forgot that after Luo Zheng had a unique bloodline, he was a completely different life form from ordinary people.
The moment Fuxi's hearing recovered, an intolerably harsh wailing sound poured directly into his mind.
Fuxi's eyes turned white and he kept twitching.
"Do you want to die?"
The expression on Nuwa's face suddenly changed. She quickly reached out her hands and pressed Fuxi's ears violently, destroying Fuxi's hearing again. Only then did Fuxi stop twitching - he had completely fainted.
"What did you do?" Nuwa asked in confusion.
Just now, Luo Zheng and Fuxi communicated with their spiritual consciousness. Naturally, Nuwa didn't understand the conversation between them, and she didn't know why Fuxi found it difficult to regain his hearing.
When Luo Zheng saw Fuxi's reaction, he was also puzzled. He said, "These weird things are no longer wailing. Why is it that Senior Fuxi still can't stand it..."
"No more wailing," Nuwa frowned and stared at Luo Zheng, "Maybe the sound you heard is different from us?"
At this time, Fuxi also woke up slowly, and an angry emotion was released along with his consciousness. He glared at Luo Zheng fiercely, "You bastard, do you want to kill me?"
Now the intensity of the wails of the weirdos is very high. If Nuwa hadn't been quick-sighted and quick-handed, Fuxi's soul would have been severely damaged. And staying in the wail for a stick of incense would be enough to kill Fuxi!
"I was careless, Senior Fuxi," Luo Zheng apologized, "It's just that what I heard was indeed chanting, and it was a very regular chant..."
Luo Zheng spread his words to everyone in the hut in the form of spiritual consciousness.
"Regular chanting..."
"Do these weird things still have language?"
"Are your ears burned out by the wailing?"
Nuwa, Fuxi and the three immortal hunters all looked at Luo Zheng with strange eyes.
Weirdness is a thing of unknown origin, which occasionally appears in the Shangqing Heaven.
They seem to be a collection of resentment of some kind of creature. As for the purpose of their existence and why they came, no one knows. The more unclear everyone is about the origin of the weirdness, the more afraid they are of it.
"I won't hear it wrong," Luo Zheng shook his head in response, "These regular chanting sounds seem like..."
Speaking of this, Luo Zheng's eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, "It seems like he is reciting Sanskrit!"
The sound recited is full of rhythm. Although the sound does not rise and fall like chanting sutras, it is very similar to Sanskrit.
The voice of the previous bald giant "Bofan" was like singing, and it was also full of rhythm...
It turns out that these strange words are not wailing, but communicating in unintelligible Sanskrit!
"Sanskrit?"
Everyone looked at each other.
"Haha," Xue Lang waved his hand, "Let's not talk about whether the weird people understand Sanskrit. Whether these ghosts crying and howling are really communicating in Sanskrit, even if they do, you can't understand it."
It is impossible to confirm the language that he does not understand. Xue Lang felt that Luo Zheng said nonsense.
"Not necessarily," Nuwa said with a smile on her face, "He can just understand."
The eyes of the three blood wolves, blood lions and blood crows all stared, and they all showed expressions of "Are you kidding me?"
The Immortal Hunters wander around the Sanqing Heaven all year round and have a good understanding of Sanskrit.
It is still possible to decipher the engraved Sanskrit, but it is completely impossible to recite the Sanskrit.
That kind of language contains too many meanings and is too complicated...
The creatures in chaos have inherent limitations. To ask the creatures in chaos to interpret "Sanskrit" is to ask the mute to speak and the blind to draw. This is something beyond their cognition.
Donghuang and Ying Lao also looked at Luo Zheng with strange eyes. They didn't know many things happening in the other side, and naturally they didn't know when Luo Zheng had such abilities.
"I'm not sure if I can understand it, but I can try," Luo Zheng said.
Maybe the weird people are not speaking "Sanskrit", and the Tianzhi civilization naturally does not have the ability to decipher it.
Soon Luo Zheng communicated with Tianzhi Civilization.
He did not dare to directly let Tianzhi Civilization listen to the wailing sounds from the outside world, but instead transmitted the sounds he heard into the world inside his body.
After the civilized instruments of Tianzhi Civilization were prepared, they began to decipher the bursts of chanting sounds.
At the same time, the core of Tianzhi on the second floor of Yushengtian also began to operate crazily...
This time the deciphering took quite a long time. After waiting for a long time, a voice came from the civilized instrument of Tianzhi Civilization, "These voices are indeed Sanskrit."
"Then what are they talking about?" Luo Zheng asked hurriedly.
"Most of the sounds have no meaning. They may be scriptures in some kind of ritual, chanted over and over again," the civilized weapon of Tianzhi Civilization replied.
"Some kind of scripture..." Luo Zheng was a little disappointed.
At this moment, the weapon of civilization added, "In addition to those meaningless verses, there is also a sentence mixed in."
"What are you talking about?" Luo Zheng's spirit suddenly shook. "They keep shouting 'Come back soon'. It seems that they are missing a similar person, so they keep calling their own kind to return," said the weapon of civilization.