Chapter 4541 (Four Thousand Five Hundred and Forty-One) Breathing
"I won't... I won't forget it." The man said, "I can remember... that... where I should have picked up just now... oh... I know!"
After saying this, the man started humming again.
The man with gray hands once again engraved the man's hum into his memory, and at the same time, the man with brown hands did the same.
After carving it in, the gray-hand man asked the man again: "Can you only remember so much?"
"Currently... this is it." The man said.
"If I let you think about it for a while longer, can you come up with anything else?" The man with gray hands asked.
"I...I guess...I guess I can't figure it out," the man said.
The man with gray hands said: "Then let's do this for now."
After saying this, the man with gray hands looked at the man with brown hands and whispered, "You don't have to let him try again, do you?"
"I don't think it's necessary. You can do whatever you want." The brown-handed man said: "Actually, I have lost my patience for a long time. If it weren't for getting more information, I wouldn't be willing to wait for so long."
"I have no patience anymore." The gray-handed man said.
The man with gray hands asked the person who had said before, "I don't have the guts, so I didn't ask to go. This is what makes you different from me." "At this point, you still have no impression of the lyrics that person sang. ”
"Yes, no impression at all." The man replied.
【Chapter 397】
The man with gray hands said to the person who had said before, "I don't have the guts, so I didn't ask to go. This is what makes you different from me." "Go on, tell me what happened next."
"Later... that... that singing... got... closer and closer to me..." the man replied, "the sound got louder and louder, and I seemed to feel... someone coming towards me."
"Is that the one who sings?" asked the man with gray hands. "No." The man replied.
"How do you know it's not the one singing?" The gray-handed man said, "Didn't you say it was pitch black?"
The man thought for a while and said: "Why do I think it's not the case? Probably... probably because... I heard a person breathing, and... and that person's breathing occasionally contained a few sounds... ...A few...how should I say...a few weird sounds."
"What kind of sound is it?" asked the man with gray hands.
"For example...such as 'Oh', 'Ha', 'Shh', 'Rie'...that's what..." the man said.
"You don't understand?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I don't understand. Those...those are words with no meaning..." the man said, "but...but the sound is really...scary!"
"What other sounds are there?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Let me think about it...oh...and...'Bai'..." The man said the word softly.
The gray-handed man asked: "Are there any others?"
"There seems to be a 'dong' sound, and other...I can't remember the others clearly." The person said, "Probably because...because I remember part of the song...it's hard...it's hard to remember it all at the same time. I also remember the others..."
"Isn't there a conflict between remembering that strange sound and remembering the song?" the gray-hand man asked.
"But in that... situation at that time, for me... this person... it seems... it seems... it is difficult to remember both at the same time." The man replied.
"How do you know the strange noise you heard is not part of the song?" asked the Gray Hand.
(End of chapter)