musicians of old

Chapter 110 Lieyang Daoyin (4K [-] in [-])

"President Viadrin knows something about my past."

Cyndia made a recollection: "I was born in a small town in the northeast of the empire, and my family used to rely on a herbal medicine shop to make ends meet. I was taken away about ten years ago. The reason may be my experience in the field of elixir Some talents, and then as so-called "assistants", lived in darkness for five years, during which they not only endured the pain of separation from their relatives, but also witnessed or indirectly participated in some of their actions: superficially normal words and deeds, weird sacrifices , terrifying rituals, experiments on human body or animals and plants, and refining various items beyond the bottom line of normal people's cognition..."

"...I didn't know their names until they were rescued by the Guidance School. At that time, their parents were no longer there... and it is said that in the past fifty years, there are few records of them in the cases seized by official organizations. Either their activities are very quiet, or they are Acting too covertly, my captivity and rescue are both small probability events... Later, I was observed for a long time, relieved of risks, included in civilian positions, and finally lucky enough to be promoted and assigned to the Uvransel branch..."

"This group of people are evil and organized, and they also have a 'great sense of mission', thinking that they are 'pioneers' who lead mankind to touch the essence of life and spirituality... Take human experiments as an example, they will not only attack others, When he is crazy, he can still take his own knife, without any hesitation, as long as he feels it is necessary, or thinks that his experimental conditions are more suitable than others...And some core backbones usually behave gentle and elegant, and even have a glamorous public identity..."

"To be honest, I'm most afraid of this kind of person." Lawyer Monroe pouted.

Everyone frowned when they heard it, and felt that it was really bad luck for the Bologna School to have such a historical issue, and then thought of the Harmony School's hatred for all official organizations of the empire, and they began to worry too much.

In particular, DuPont thought a little more: Why did Chairman Viadrin go out so often in the past six months?

He took a deep breath: "Regardless of the Harmonization School, let's deal with this 'broker' and 'pleasant listening meeting' first. Professor Anton is the president's old friend, Calone's teacher, and he and his eldest daughter were killed. The matter has not been cleared up, and now a large number of victimized students belonging to the middle class are involved
"Callon's misleading emphasis and the time rhythm he has mastered are correct. Just tomorrow, February 2st... Jospin Cecil, the agent, has already obtained the Bologna contract through certain channels. The school's action plan on February 1 has just been double confirmed by Caron's so-called "Special Patrol Office is ready to take action" at the party. He will think that the time on the 2th is dangerous, and the sooner it is from this time, the better. It's safe, under the pressure of Sylvia's urging progress, he will probably start scheduling work immediately."

After the four reached a consensus, they were ready to leave.

"Which school is suitable for setting up a small secret ceremony?" Fanning asked.

Cyndia said: "Isn't it using the shifting substance 'Golden Spark' you asked last time to make the spell seal? You got it so quickly? No, and it also needs..."

"I have been promoted to the middle rank."

…it’s only been two months.Several people's expressions were twitching.

In particular, Du Pont, who has reached this level for several years and has a deep understanding of its difficulties and dangers, observed Fanning carefully. Analyzing and combing, it doesn't look like there is a risk of 'lost' or 'distortion', but it is in an unprecedented state.

"It's a good thing. DuPont was the only one in the middle class before." Lawyer Monroe said.

"I'll take you to a common room behind the physical training ground on the third floor." Cyndia looked at Fan Ning a few more times.

"Thank you." Fanning lifted the briefcase.

There is a simple layout similar to an office, the countertops are clean and there is no debris, and the air is filled with a faint wood fragrance.

After he was alone in the room, the environment was so quiet that only the sound of his own breathing was heard. After finishing the simple preparations, he leaned on the sofa to fall asleep, and followed the signposts to his memory.

The round black metal disk in his hand disappeared out of thin air, returned to the will of the world, and gradually revived under the attention of the Lord of Witness "Unfallible Fire".

At 2 o'clock in the morning, Fanning opened his eyes from his sleep, still holding the golden spark in his hand, but his appearance had completely changed, the color was dazzling incandescent, and the original neat round edge was dancing with a flame-like outline.

The remaining sense of disobedience descended from the astral body and resonated with the surrounding environment. In the middle of the night, the sunlight in the room was fierce, the warm current was rippling, and the skin was scorching hot.

Taking advantage of the "Echo of Mu Guang" not dissipating, Fan Ning took a deep breath, recalled the secret ritual construction method he had learned in the literature recently, and recalled the demonstration made by Joan before, and started his first attempt.

Although this secret ritual of spell seal production only requires the storage of echoes, which is relatively simple and only includes the basic steps of the most common secret ritual, and Joan has done some preparatory work for himself in advance, but he is still a little nervous.

The need for it is very urgent in terms of time, and the price of the mobile materials in my hands is equivalent to two apartments of my own.

The first step to any mystery is the identification of witnesses.

It is similar to the principle of shifting signposts, it can be either a phase symbol that is vaguely referred to, or a symbol of the Lord of Witness that is precisely referred to.

Just as the handwriting is different, the forms drawn by each symbol cannot be completely overlapped and consistent, but it is necessary to maintain a high degree of spiritual concentration and meet its necessary mystical characteristics.

Fanning dipped a quill in ink, and carefully drew on the parchment the symbol of the "unfallible fire": a circle in the middle and flaming radiating lines around it.

The importance of this point is fatal, such as "Unfalling Fire", if the performer of the mystery ceremony remains the same, but draws the circle as an ellipse or moon shape, it is not guaranteed to point to any other strange prayers object.

After confirming the witnesses, the spiritual number can be preliminarily determined. It can be counted by candles as symbols, which can be counted as "roots". In some special cases, candlesticks can also be used to count "groups".

Fan Ning chose 10 as the object of prayer this time, which was called the "kingdom" by some ancient scholars, implying praise for the brilliant wisdom of the "Unfalling Fire"-hot and dazzling, full of vitality and strength.The candle that symbolizes self takes 1 as usual.

It is said that the corresponding relationship between the selection of spiritual numbers and the witnesses is not completely rigid, because the interpretation of each spiritual number has a very wide meaning and there are conceptual crossovers. Some complex mysteries often have to consider their own spirituality status and vision.

After the candles were lit one by one, Fanning entered the substantive step of the mystery: constructing the altar.

Since the environment is already very holy and peaceful, you can start filling aspects directly.

According to the requirements of different mysteries, fillers can be extraordinary items, executive assistants, echoes, ritual objects, or ordinary items with relatively clear symbolic characteristics: such as bells or sharp objects symbolizing "Jin", or "Desolation" Clear water, soil or shells that symbolize "cocoon", etc.

Generally speaking, mysteries only require the strength of the phases within the altar, not specific fillers.

For example, the secret ritual of making "Fire Sun Guidance" requires about 4-7 rank "candles", and a small amount of "key" and "extension".

Fanning's own spirituality is still carrying the "light echo" of the "candle". He spread the parchment engraved with the witness symbol behind the base of the altar, and then placed the lantern as the "candle" and the coarse salt dish as the "key" in turn. , Coins wrapped in dark materials are used as "Yan", which meets the requirements.

Take out the topaz and rhodochrosite, which are favored by the "unfallable fire" and symbolize passion and prosperity, pile them up in three places as anchor points, and then use coarse salt to form a circle to seal the altar. At this moment, Fanning's spiritual sense saw There are heterogeneous colors rising from the altar.

Take out the small perfume bottle, ready to release the colorless secret atmosphere configured by Joan.

The above two steps required years of accumulation of herbal medicine and mineralogy, as well as practical experience. Joan helped her to select and refine them, saving a lot of trouble.

"Hiss—" The secret atmosphere evaporated on the candle, a vibrant, sun-like smell.

"Witness, ye shall bear witness,

Prove that what I call upon your Father is what is written in the Garden of Radiance, what is written on the Trembling Throne. "

In the faint white smoke, Fan Ning began to recite the secret teachings of the Church of the Holy Sun hidden in the stream in the ancient Janus language. He had a first impression of this language when translating the "Phantom" literature, and the pronunciation of the prayer Memory comes from the hidden knowledge in the movement.

"When you spoke before me of holiness and glory,

It is said that He is the Lord of World Source, Lord of Enlightenment, God of Passionate Fire, God of Bright Sun,
It is said that who does not praise the king, who does not indulge the king, who does not worship the king. "

"Hiss——" "Hiss——" the prayer rose with the secret atmosphere, and the room was as bright as day in the dark night.

"...for the place where I sing, splendor, glory, gilded, silvered;
I looked up to the loftiest house, the flaming mountains, the burning hills;

There are sovereign measures, trembling measures, holy measures, fiery measures;

Here is the measure of the lapel of the Lord of Enlightenment. "

While chanting, Fan Ning ignited another piece of parchment with his name written on it with the candle flame on the opposite side, and threw it into the plate.

The inspiration was sacrificed, consumed as quickly as opening the gate to release water, and his emotions became inexplicably high during the chanting. He experienced the sense of being watched, blurred, abstract, warm, and fate-like sadness, which made people bend over and cry impulse.

This state of mixed emotions was incomprehensible, but he didn't dare to neglect, took out a small silver dagger, and slowly swept across the candles that symbolized the "unfallen fire", then gritted his teeth and continued to recite the secret biography .

"The words 'Lord, Lord' were engraved on the inside and outside of his lapel,

No living thing to look on, no flesh to look on, no servant to look on.

I live by that will,

After his unfading flame and majestic support,

Then my life is a victorious life. "

"Hiss—" The smell of the sun continued to steam.

A strange impulse and suggestion surged in Fan Ning's heart. Holding a silver dagger in his hand, inspiration gushed out, and he naturally began to carve a mysterious imprint on the 'Golden Spark'.

Immediately, the inspiration dried up, and his brain felt empty. He bit his lip, insisted on portraying, and insisted on reading the last part of the secret teaching.

"I long for the inexhaustible riches of His infinite substance,

I pray for what I long for,

And look forward to the perfect realization of that eternal glory.

As it is said,
Holy, holy, holy, Lord of witnesses. "

The next moment, a dizzying light flashed from Fanning's hand, and then all the candles were extinguished in an instant, and the room returned to night.

……

The next day, at eight fifty in the morning.

In a remote and spacious courtyard somewhere in East Mecklen, there is a two-story building with a spread out area.

Many years ago, this place used to be a relatively prosperous location on the street, but with the increasing and disorderly expansion of the city, its location has gradually changed from a street to an alley.

The tenants and investors who do business change round after round, basically ending up in debt and bankruptcy, and finally stay in the strange combination of private hospital, pet market and small performance hall. Of course, the ending is still a few investors They each went bankrupt and ran away, and then they were deserted for six or seven years.

Until more than a year ago, they were bought by a generous gentleman and integrated into Onyx Culture Media Company.

The company claims that its external business scope includes discovering actors, training singers, and producing soundtracks for sound films.However, it is said that it has become more and more difficult to make appointments for business in the past six months. Most of the rooms and doors and windows are closed, which makes many people think that there is a problem with its internal operating conditions, and it should repeat the mistakes of those people before.

On the second floor, there is a dimly lit small performance hall with all kinds of equipment, and the light seems to have a strange sticky and greasy feeling.

"Are there any new upgraded spirit bodies in the past few days?"

The tall, thin, fair-skinned "broker" wearing a black vest was sitting on a ring-shaped stage that was sunken by about [-] centimeters and then raised slightly.

"No, sir." The man next to him in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like a senior corporate executive, replied.

"Didn't you ask you to increase the concentration of the 'Spiritual Diffusion Elixir'? And recently, they have given them new listening materials."

The man in the suit said with a helpless tone: "Sir, it was good luck to have three in succession a while ago, not everyone's spirit has such a good foundation as that professor last year, the essence precipitated in the bottle of stains It can be worth ten others."

The manager frowned, calculated the current progress and expected requirements, and then made a decision: "Continue to increase the volume of the record, and increase the concentration of the 'spiritual diffusion elixir' by five times!"

"In this case, some listeners may collapse, and the proportion of the secret atmosphere that stabilizes the mind will also need to be recalculated and adjusted." The man in the suit asked tentatively.

"Don't waste time, don't adjust." The manager waved his hand, "I'll give you three more days, and when the time is up, I will transfer it immediately. I must add a few more upgraded spirit bodies for me. If it doesn't work, continue to increase the spiritual potion Dosage. If we don’t keep up with the progress now, it will be too late to make up after the limelight passes, and we will all be finished.”

He is a person who leaves room for doing things. Even if the other party has a clear time limit of half a month, he will never do something like stepping on the spot and leaving.

The man in the suit took the order to leave, leaving the manager sitting alone in the recording studio thinking.

"How can we say that the part-timers we recruit are also music majors? Heck, that's the only ratio? There must be something wrong with the current system and mechanism of music education in the empire..."

Thinking about it, "Boom!——"

He heard an explosion downstairs, because there were many rooms separated, the sound was obvious but not clear, and it sounded like the sound of water overturning a manhole cover.

"What the hell? Could it be that some underground pipeline has aged and exploded?"

He stood up, and just about to go to the window and push it away to have a look, there was another wave of louder and closer sounds, which seemed to be downstairs at his position!
"Boom!!!—" The glass of the window was shaken with several hideous cracks.

The manager was temporarily dizzy from the bombing, his ears were buzzing softly, his legs and feet were weak when he stood up, and his vision became dim and blurred.

…its not right?Even if the explosives exploded downstairs, I still have a certain distance, how could I have such an exaggerated reaction?
He shook his head vigorously, the dizziness eased slightly, and suddenly he found a person standing beside him and at the door of the room at some point!

It is DuPont and Fanning in the action group of the Guiding School!

　This is today's update, two in one, because today and tomorrow are secret rituals and fighting scenes, try to adjust the rhythm of the writing a little bit. After that, chapters may be restored, or long chapters may be written, or it depends on the plot , let me find my own rhythm first.
　　
　
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