Li Guanghan subconsciously sat cross-legged and picked up the guqin, with the head on the right and the tail on the left, and put it on his lap. He slightly hesitated to put his hand on the strings of the guqin, and there was a burst of overtones, like a small river flowing endlessly, and another burst of sliding sounds, as if a hundred turns and thousands of times with emotion.

The sound of the guqin, whether fresh and bright or thick and deep, makes the golden and thin particles suspended on it constantly change into different patterns and shapes. As long as there is the sound of the piano, the particles like gold dust can change like a kaleidoscope, and when the sound of the piano stops, the gold dust falls one after another, falling into the nine-eye ornament of the guqin. Li Guanghan plucked the strings again, and a burst of water clouds seemed to be in the ancient song "Xiaoxiang Water Clouds", the sound of flowing water sounded, and the golden particles rose and danced one after another.

Lao Du stepped forward and reached out and grabbed a handful, it was really a fine metal powder, a real texture, not a hologram. Lao Du's hand spread out the gold dust and rose according to the original law, posing for shapes and various dances.

Li Guanghan also looked at his hands in surprise, he had never played the guqin, the fuqin just now was purely a subconscious action, and he didn't know what the title of the song he was playing, and he might not have a song name at all. Could it be that these have long existed in the depths of his memory, just waiting for this opportune moment to be turned on?

However, the sound of the piano that made the golden particles dance just now reminded Lee of the German scientist Ernst Lee. The figure named by Klarney proves the visualization of sound waves. Sprinkle sand on top of the sheet and pull it with the bow of the violin, and the sand will automatically arrange different patterns as the tone changes, each with a corresponding pattern. That is, if the transmitted audio changes, the amplitude and frequency of the sound wave will change accordingly, and the standing wave formed will also change, eventually changing the pattern on the metal plate.

Li Guanghan looked up at the starry sky tens of thousands of years ago, and then looked down at the colorful rays under the huge metal relief disc, could this be the relics of the last human civilization? This civilization should have a highly developed level of technology in order for these golden particles to show a state of anti-gravity suspension under a specific frequency of electromagnetic radiation.

However, all this coincidental arrangement should not be as simple as letting me watch a performance or hold a guqin recital by myself, so what is the purpose? Why is the frequency of the sound wave I play vibrating at exactly that particular frequency?

Li Guanghan suddenly remembered that ancient human civilization was not only the manufacturer and user of high technology, but also that they were more clever and powerful in controlling people's thoughts, feelings, and consciousness through the level of vibrational frequency. A material with a high vibration frequency becomes an invisible substance, and a substance with a low vibration frequency becomes a tangible substance, and everything vibrates. Human beings are creatures that exist in the high-level spiritual world and at the same time have a materialized physical body, and they are the carriers of the two.

I'm plucking the cosmic strings. Although it is the hands that pluck the strings, it actually relies on a high level of spirituality and the frequency of body energy, so that it can form resonance and resonance, and only then can it have the ability to influence other things. Li Guanghan suddenly realized.

Lao Du saw Li Guanghan's skillful piano skills, and the expression on his face was complicated. He knew that this high-energy physicist had the time and interest to study the guqin technique in the past, but at his current level, it was by no means a day's work. What's more, he played the five-string guqin of the ancient period, not the seven-string guqin after the Zhou Dynasty. Could it be that there is really a heavenly gift, just like hiding?

Li Guanghan looked up at Lao Du and asked thoughtfully: "These five strings remind me of the five Chinese tones, Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, which represent the five elements. The earth sound is the palace, the gold sound is the business, the wood sound is the horn, the fire sound is the sign, and the water sound is the feather. It seems that the ancient humans who designed this high-tech device are our ancestors. Passing on culture through music. ”

How could Lao Du have the heart to listen to this, he asked Li Guanghan if there was a way to go back?

Lee Kwang-han thought for a while and said, "This truth is too profound, we live in the world of cosmic strings. Theoretically, the cosmic string is infinite or ring-shaped, and the end is the beginning, and the cycle repeats. Two parallel cosmic strings are capable of bending space-time in a special form, making space-time travel possible. We met at a specific place and at a specific time. If you want to go back, you have to tie the bell to the bell, and you have to rely on the cosmic string. ”

After Li Guanghan finished speaking, his hands plucked the strings for a while, and the sound of the piano disturbed the golden particles in the Nine Eyes ornament, and the particles came out of the nest and danced in front of their eyes. Li Guanghan looked at the dancing particles, and a glimpse of the sky hiding behind Sirius appeared in a trance. It was the bright diamond-like twinkling star, with the same fast and slow rhythm every time, and I felt like a song or a piece of music at the time.

Li Guanghan looked up at Sirius, which glowed red in the night sky 10,000 years ago, and without that little star, it really didn't seem to be in the same time and space.

What if you follow the twinkling rhythm of that star and use the five-tone composition technique of Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu to play it on the guqin? Lee Kwang-han had a whim.

In fact, he has no score in his heart, really no score. But when his hands touched the strings, countless notes emerged in his heart, and the ten fingers were picky, chanting and chanting, like mountains and flowing water, flat sand and geese, like fishing boats singing at night, and Xiaoxiang water clouds.

Lao Du stood aside with a translucent mirror in his hand, the translucent lens was obviously attractive to the golden particles, and after a while, the golden light formed by the golden particles directly irradiated on the translucent mirror, reflecting onto the huge metal relief on the sole of his feet, and the relief began to move!

Lao Du was frightened, and hurriedly stuck to it, next to Li Guanghan.

The relief moves in parallel from the central dot to the periphery, the edges of which fade into the rock wall. Li Guanghan stood beside the central dot with Guqin and Lao Du in his arms, his eyes wide open, looking at the great changes in the soles of his feet.

As the metal reliefs were removed, Li Guanghan and their surroundings became a colorful abyss, bottomless. When the reliefs disappeared completely, Lee was surprised to find that their central dot was the spire of the pyramid at his feet. Compared to the huge pyramid, the area of the central dot is still considered a spire.

The four neat, straight, sharp pyramid edges extend infinitely downward, with no bottom in sight. Li Guanghan and the others seemed to be trapped at the top of the tower, and they couldn't escape.

Old Du Se trembled and muttered to himself: "It's over, it's getting worse and worse, I knew I wouldn't play the piano for a long time, and now I'm going to die, and I'm still dying in vain." ”