Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 108 Sound 3

   "Pineapple, what happened to you just now?" Xiaoyin did not hold back, and asked as she walked forward, "What did you hear?"

  "What did you say?" The pineapple who put on earplugs asked loudly.

   "Just now! What happened to you just now?"

"I...I don't know..." Pineapple's eyes were instantly confused, "I just... feel that the music is getting closer and closer to me, the sound is getting louder and louder, so noisy... Then, it flashed past my eyes. Some strange pictures..."

   "What picture?" the fool asked quickly.

   "I didn't see too clearly, but it's a bit like..."

"Have you heard anything, we have all gone so far," Maple Sugar interrupted their conversation, and then asked, "Aren't you very sensitive to these things, Xiaoyin? And Xiaolan, can you Do you hear the music?"

   Xiaolan was suddenly asked, but did not respond, but nodded in a panic.

  Maple syrup...what is hiding.

  If the pineapple is not lying, then Maple Sugar knows something that even pineapple does not know.

  Everyone was thinking about each other, and their footsteps continued.

  Although I knew it when I joined, everyone here has their own secrets. If you don’t want to share your secrets, don’t inquire about other people’s secrets. But the emotion of curiosity is really beyond control.

  There are fools, who are so curious about their own affairs, why don’t they ask any more?

  What's in that rock music?

What is   ...

"what!……"

  Xiaolan followed behind the Daoist Chief, lowered his head to think hard, and one of them didn't pay attention, and ran directly behind the Daoist Chief.

  "Why did you stop?" Xiaolan grabbed the corner of the Dao Chief's clothes and hid behind the Dao Master and looked forward, "What did you find?"

   "I heard it too."

  A rare tremor appeared in Dao Master’s voice, his face was pale, and he stared at the depths of the cave.

   "The Daoist heard it too," the fool stepped over, "What kind of music do you hear?"

   "It's not music..." The Taoist's voice is vain, "It's the voice of a person."

   Xiaolan probed over, "Whose voice is someone you know?"

  Dao Chang turned his head and glanced at her deeply.

   "It's someone I know."

   Xiaolan hesitated to say something, and felt that it seemed a bit unpleasant to continue to ask questions like this.

   "Who is who?" No matter how many, the fool asked directly.

  Dao Master retracted his gaze and continued to look forward, but his gaze was slightly cold.

   "It's someone I knew before."

  (End of this chapter)