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Huacheng learns Wuyong's writings by inferring his own learning ability. He can solve the meaning of the words, but because the people who have not survived read the words to him, he can't put the sounds and words on. Therefore, he could not understand the whispers of those corpses.
However, I have never heard of the thanklessness of Tonglushan. What can this explain?
Huacheng knew what he was thinking at first glance. Immediately said: "Brother, don't be nervous. I will repeat those words now, you can listen."
Thanks for your pity: "...good."
Huacheng has a very good memory. As soon as he leaves the place where the corpse is gathered, he immediately repeats one side clearly. Cheering staring at his lips, he heard a bunch of unhappy, slow, and strange pronunciations.
This series of strange words and sounds are confusing, and they are spit out from the mouth of Huacheng. The tone is low and beautiful, and it is very beautiful. For a moment, I will pray: "I don't understand."
This is very strange. The corpse rats spit and said that he could understand, and the retelling of the flower city at the moment was not bad, but he could not understand. However, the moment he understood can not be an illusion.
Huacheng continued: "When you hear those voices, you understand them instantly and understand them naturally, right?"
Thanks to pity: "Yes. At the time, I didn't have a process of translating in my mind." So I didn't realize that it was another language.
Huacheng raised his arm and thought for a moment, saying: "Understood."
Thanks for your pity: "What do you understand?"
Huacheng said: "What you understand is not Wuyong, but the emotions of these dead."
Thank you for your understanding. Huacheng further said: "It is said that a long time ago, some people heard the voices of these deceased, understood, and remembered, and then, unknowingly planted this memory to you, infected with this emotion about you.
"Because that person knows Wuyong himself, he has already done the 'understanding' step, so you don't need to understand Uyghur. These sounds are always hidden in the depths of your mind when you hear them. At that moment, you can be directly brought to that mood."
Xie Li felt that this statement is possible, and said: "But the question is, who will pass these memories and emotions to me? When did it pass to me?"
After a pause, he murmured: "...national teacher?"
Huacheng said: "Undecided. Brother, you have already assumed that your master is a Wuyong. But have you ever thought about a problem, if so, then they should also use Uyghur to communicate in the mountains. Why not?"
This is not difficult to explain. Thanks to the pity: "Because the Wuyong country was destroyed two thousand years ago, that is, in the last two thousand years, if they have been active in the world, the use of more must be after The language of the person. When communicating, it is natural to use a more sophisticated language."
Huacheng took his shoulders and added a little more tone. He said, "Brother, don't always lead yourself to think about it."
Thanks to this, I turned back and said, "Okay. Then, Saburo, what kind of conditions do you usually need to plant some memory and emotions to others?"
Huacheng Road: "Two conditions: First, you are absolutely trustworthy, undefended, and willing to guide this person if necessary."
Thinking for a moment, thank you for having a choice. Huacheng continued: "Second, you have no resistance to this person, and you are completely suppressed by the other side, and you have deep fear. Brother, you think about it, those people you know over the years. What are the two conditions?"
Thank you for a while, hesitating for a moment, slowly said: "Jomo, there are three."
Huacheng Road: "Well, which three?"
Thanks to the pity: "The first one is the national teacher."
Although he loves his parents deeply, he has no defense, but he is deep in his heart, but he is different from his father. Therefore, he cannot say that he is willing to guide his father. However, the national teacher who introduced him and taught him all is in line with the conditions of this one. This is expected, Huacheng Road: "So, the second?"
Thanks for your pity: "Junwu."
He admires Jun Wang, does not have to repeat it, and also meets the first condition. Huacheng’s look is not taken for granted, but it is not evaluated. “Well, the last one?”
Thanks to the pity: "The third one is not in line with the first condition, but is in line with the second one."
The flower city is clear. He sighed: "...white no phase?"
Xie pity closed his eyes, nodded, and put his hand on his forehead, saying: "...I don't want you. Although it seems to everyone, I have never revealed this, even if it is the original letter and admiration, I have not said anything that is frustrating, but I actually..."
But in fact, deep inside him, he is deeply afraid of this thing.
For a while, he even went to the point where he heard the name and chilled. However, thankfulness never dared to be seen by others. Because he is all hope of fighting against white, if he is afraid, will others be more desperate? In that case, it will be completely paralyzed!
Of course, everything is much better now. Huacheng took his shoulders tighter and said: "Nothing. It is not shameful to fear something."
Xie pity smiled and said: "It's just not brave enough."
Huacheng said: "If you don't care, you don't have to be brave. You don't have to be so harsh on yourself."
Hearing words, thanking me for a slight glimpse, Huacheng followed: "So, are there only three people?"
Thanks for your nod. That is to say, the person who instilled the memory and emotions of the Wuyong people when the volcano erupted was among the three. If the flower city is thoughtful, slightly frowning, and thankful for a while, suddenly said: "More than."
Huacheng turned his head and said: "What?"
Xie pity took a breath and said: "Actually, not only these three people, but also the fourth person. This person meets the first condition. However, he must have nothing to do with the memories and emotions of these deceased."
After hearing this, Huacheng turned completely and said: "Oh? Why do you see it? Your Highness and this person are also deep-handed for many years?"
Thanks for the years, not counting, deep dating... He thinks it is. But he was embarrassed to say this, but he was vague: "In any case... he may be the person I trust the most, more than trusting my master and Junwu."
Huacheng Road: "How is this?"
Xie pity and cough, a little embarrassed to say: "Speaking of it. Because... If I have made a big mistake, or what a big scorpion, what I first thought of, it must be him... Moreover, with my master and the emperor, it is not the same kind of trust..." Before he finished, he found that the expression of Huacheng was a bit strange. He took the words and hesitated slightly, "Sanlang?"
Huacheng was only fascinated, and he took a look at his eyebrows and said, "Oh. Nothing, I was thinking about something else. Does Your Highness really trust this person?"
Although he usually raises his eyebrows to be arrogant or teasing, it is not very natural.
Xie pity nodded: "Well... is there any problem?"
Huacheng bowed slightly and finished the silver wristbands of the cuffs. It looked like a casual innocence: "There is no big problem. However, my personal opinion. My brother should not trust others so easily."
Listening to him, Xie Pity is a little bit unacceptable. He did not hear who he was talking about, but he did not dare to expose it further. It was just "Oh...".
After a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Samuro does not ask who this person is?"
Huacheng Road: "Well? I? Since my brother said that he trusts him and believes that he has nothing to do with this matter, then there is no need to ask."
Thank you for your pity, and then Huacheng said again: "However, if my brother is willing to say, Saburo is willing to listen."
Although his words sounded decent, if he prayed to tell him this time, he would be a bit embarrassed, as if chasing someone to ask who you trust most. It’s really indifferent to thank you for being polite. At this time, the deadly butterflies who had been bitten by the corpse and the corpse rates flew back. After a fierce battle, the silver butterflies flew a little low, as if they were slightly tired. Xie Li quickly greeted him, reaching out and catching a very small and small silver butterfly, said: "It's hard!"
He could reach out with his hand, and the butterflies were slow in the air. The next moment, like smelling a scent, rushed toward him like crazy. Thanks for holding the little silver butterfly, I was almost shocked. Huacheng coughed without a light weight, and the butterflies condensed and flew honestly toward him, falling on the silver wristband between his arms, blending with the silvery butterfly on the sculpture.
The two continued to search for jade. After a while, Huacheng suddenly said: "Not a wind letter."
Xie Li has begun to think about other things, heard a word, said: "Ah? What?"
Huacheng Road: "The man that my brother said."
Xie pity immediately waved: "Of course not!"
Huacheng’s eyebrows pumped and said: “It’s not a love.”
Thanks to the forehead, a drop of cold sweat, the hand is placed faster, said: "This is even more impossible! However, how did Saburo suddenly ask again now?"
Huacheng smiled and said: "I thought about it and suddenly felt that this fourth person was the most suspicious. So, just in case, please ask my brother to tell me, who is the most trusted person you have for many years, can you?"
Thanks to the smile on his face, there is always a kind of instinct that this smile is very fake. Just as he took a deep breath and prepared to speak, the faint silver light on the silver butterfly of the pathfinder suddenly disappeared.
It was surrounded by darkness, and the flower city quickly took the hand of thankfulness and walked to the side of the street. The pity was not right, and the voice was lowered: "Samuro, is there something coming?"
Although he suddenly fell into the darkness and could not see things, he followed the pace of the flower city and accidentally turned into a family to hide. The voice of Huacheng said in his ear: "Come."
In the darkness, a very strange sound suddenly sounded.
咚, 咚, 咚.
Although it is still far apart, but for a moment, it is extremely heavy. Every time it rings, the sound is approaching a large section, and the speed is amazing. Xie Li always felt that the sound was inexplicable, and he had never heard of it. When the sound approached not far away, he looked out.
really! On the street of the underground city, there was a girl with a wedding dress.
Although the girl was wearing a wedding dress, her clothes were ragged and sullen. Although she has a long face and a beautiful face, she has no trace of anger. The green faint fire of her head is reflected in her pale face. She is holding a child in her arms, her face is pale and pale, but she is still more angry than her, obviously a living person.
Huacheng Road: "See old friends again."
It was actually a female ghost Xuan Ji and Guzi!