musicians of old

Chapter 21 The Failure of Pretend

Viadrin nodded, put away the rest of the road signs, and found another black vial in the cabinet behind him.

This time, instead of sucking a few drops with a dropper, he poured it directly into the groove of the "Unfalling Fire" road sign.

"This is the brilliant psychic fluid of the 'candle' phase, and it takes about 10 milliliters to activate a road sign."

Fiery white golden yellow began to flow in the symbols, they seemed liquid but not liquid, gas and not gas, similar to "light" like the purple liquid before.

The whole room was so bright, it was like turning on an electric light.

"Ah..." Looking at the pouring of the ectoplasmic liquid, Fan Ning suddenly felt that there was a very important question.

"Well, how much is this worth?"

"Which one are you asking?" Vyadlin continued to move his hands, "The brilliance psychic liquid is the inspiration essence extracted from the movement, and the approximate range is 1 milliliter worth 10-15 pounds, depending on the current supply and demand of different phases. fluctuation."

"This is just the bright side. You have to know that in many cases, the price on the black market is incomprehensible."

It turned out that the house I lived in was sold for only a small bottle
"As for the road sign. Due to the distrust of strangers' transactions, it is difficult to estimate the value. Under the premise of confirming the truth, the closer to the core of Yichun-Hui Tower, the higher the value, and of course the greater the risk of exploration. This 'candle ', estimated at more than 400 pounds."

The radiant spiritual liquid evaporated into light and mist, and the phantom of the symbol of the unfalling fire appeared above the table, and the coordinate arc on the outer circle rotated rapidly.

"Close your eyes, and imagine your spirit passing through this phantom in front of you, just like your body passing through a door." Vyadrin said in a deep voice, "I will continue to use the secret sleep aid to assist you."

After speaking, he took another single candle holder and installed the essential oil vaporizer.

In the tranquil fragrance, Fan Ning did as he said, his consciousness drifted away as if being drawn, and he fell into a meditative sleep state within a short time.

In the dream, the gloomy drizzle of Uvransel disappeared.

The sunshine of the campus is lazily sprinkled on the lawn, the breeze is blowing, the shade of the trees is full, the spots are shaking, and young men and women are in groups in the distance.

The unconscious emotions in the dream are like those Friday afternoons when I skipped classes and basked in the sun in my previous student days.

In the evening, there is a session in the Internet cafe, followed by the weekend, and the summer vacation is not far away, and the days are infinitely long.

"Where is this time? It's a dream."

Fan Ning is quite proficient at testing and understanding dreams, and he controlled his body to leave the ground slightly.

The phantom ignited by the road sign turned into a subconscious instruction, and Fan Ning jumped quickly, flying ten meters in one step.

The figure shuttles between trees and buildings, and the surrounding scenery becomes more and more blurred streamlines.

In the nothingness of sunlight and breeze, in front is a tall building similar to a certain library. The middle floor is equipped with a large piece of reflective glass that emits blue light.

He feels that the inspiration of "candle" is burning, but it is still very abundant, and his spirit is also extremely clear.

He even felt that the will of the world behind the glass was pulling him.

This is the edge of the astral world.

As long as you control yourself to fly up and smash it, you can tear off the film, enter the transfer layer, and be promoted to a wise person.

But he chose to let himself fall, and give himself the feeling of weightlessness, while focusing on other things in the dream, and it didn't take long for him to lose waking consciousness.

……

Fanning in the room opened his eyes.

"Sorry, Sir Viadrin, I almost tore that barrier just now." Fanning put on a helpless expression, "I may need to try a few more times."

"It doesn't matter, I have already transmitted the necessary hidden knowledge to you, and your own inspiration strength should be enough. In my expectation, promotion will require a few more attempts."

After finishing speaking, Viadrin stood up: "That's all for today. After you go back, you can practice searching for the edge of the astral world a few more times in your lucid dreams, but be careful not to break through it. Without road signs, it will be very dangerous."

"After Anton's funeral is over, you can come over and continue to try. After you are promoted, I will formally invite you to join the Guidance School—if you want, a job with a fair salary can also be provided here."

"Okay, Sir Viadrin, thank you very much."

In fact, there are still many organizations of the wise. He neither knows the strength of the Guidance School among them, nor the relationship between these organizations.

But he trusted Teacher Anton's recommendation.

Moreover, the specific amount of "remuneration is fair" that Viadrin said is also very exciting.
How can a college student who is about to graduate not care about this?

"You're welcome. If you want to thank Anton, thank you. In a sense, he is the guide and founder of your promotion to the wise. I was just entrusted by the old man to give me a kick." Viadlin said indifferently Said.

Fan Ning didn't say anything more, just bowed sincerely to thank him.

Although Vyadrin played it lightly, he knew very well how invaluable the help tonight was.

"The consumables you used will be paid back slowly with your own salary and the pocket money you earn. Don't think about it too beautifully. The only thing I invite you is that meal."

"Uh..." Fanning finally felt guilty.

When will I be able to earn a set of money.

No, what about the rent, the closed art museum seems to have a lot of outstanding debts.

"I'll take you down." Viadrin waved his hand.

It was already very late, and the two walked out of the negotiation room one after another. There was a snoring blond boy next to the black-tube phone at the counter in the reception hall. Ning said hello.

"Hi, I'm Vermode, are you a new civil servant? It looks like we should be about the same age."

"Good evening, you can call me Carlone, I'm in the Saint Lania Conservatory of Music, I haven't graduated yet." Fanning smiled friendly.

"Caron should be a member of our Guidance School soon. You can chat in advance, and we will work together in the future," Viadrin said.

"Such a young and knowledgeable person." Vermode's eyes widened. "Caroun, I am on duty today. I am usually the finance and logistics here. In the future, if there is any reimbursement or material collection, just come to me. The office It's the second from the innermost corridor on the west side."

"Eh, not yet." Fanning stroked his hair a little embarrassedly. He didn't expect Vyadrin to speak so firmly.

"Okay, let's communicate later." Viadrin said, "It's getting late, let's go back."

Fanning smiled again at his peer Vermode, and the two waved to each other.

When going down the stairs, Viadrin asked, "Do you know that you were followed when you came here?"

"I've always had a sixth sense," Fanning said. "You're aware of it too? Is it a problem for me to go back now?"

"Your inspiration is good, but no matter how powerful the guys in the Special Inspection Office are, they still have to give us a little face." Viadrin snorted coldly, "As long as there are no illegal and criminal secret ceremonies, and no forbidden items are spread He Yinzhi, they can only act according to the rules, you just go back."

"Caron, I remind you one last time, never touch other hidden knowledge without protection, don't read, don't listen, don't think, and don't rush into the shift without reliable guideposts, I don't want Anton's tragedy to happen again."

"I will tell you about many other things slowly after you are promoted to a person with knowledge."

"Okay, thank you." Fanning said goodbye politely at the door.

After Fan Ning went out, from some corner of the room, there was a voice that could not hear any emotion:
"So what do you think of him?"

Viadrin didn't turn his head, looked at the snow on the street outside, and replied: "A college student who didn't graduate, created a work of the master level of romanticism in the way of improvisation. Three times the expected time, I don't think there is one person in a million."

The voice in the corner was silent for a while before speaking:
"There is still some time before the 40th Harvest Art Festival, let's continue to observe his performance in the art world after graduation."

……

Fanning walked on the street with light snow, his shoulders shrank a little from the cold.

He put his hand into the inner pocket of the brown windbreaker, and stroked the guidepost taken out of the art gallery with his fingertips.

Today, as a last resort, I pretended to fail this promotion.

For newly promoted sages who enter Yiyong for the first time, the aura will give "a gift" to Ling.

Although the "gift" is random, it is related to the Lord of Witness and phase pointed to by the signpost.

The first "light of first acquaintance" will also set the tone for one's perception of the will of the world in the future.

This opportunity is only once.

This signpost of oneself is so carefully hidden, so one must choose it as the direction to advance to those who know.

Even if he had a great desire to obtain extraordinary power immediately, he had to hold back at this moment.

When he chose the four road signs before, he actually hesitated to tell Viadrin the truth.

Because Mr. Anton is an existence that I absolutely trust, and I also know the relationship of "Viadlin is the piano teacher of Sheeran's late sister".

But then he considered a situation and dismissed the idea.

That's when I discovered that my father used to be a member of the Special Patrol Office!

Does anyone know what the source of this shifting road sign is?Who knows what is the inexplicable relationship between these people and things?

I can only wait for myself to investigate the truth of the matter a little bit more clearly before going to tell the truth.

Four golden broken lines, what kind of witnesses are these?
According to previous intuitive experience, golden yellow should be the phase tone range of "candle".

Directional referencing?But this must not be the righteous god of the "Unfalling Fire".

Vague reference?It's not very similar. According to common sense, the phase symbol of "candle" should be a candle, right?
"Which Lord of Witness is this pointing to?"

Fanning had been thinking about it until he opened the door.

　This chapter is 3k, I feel that the chapters can't control the rhythm, what happens when there is more and less, it seems that each chapter is 2k...

　　Thank you for the monthly ticket at the beginning of the legend, thank you book friend tail number 5544, Xiao Xixi who loves to eat oranges, and cool painters for their rewards.

　　
　
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