musicians of old

Chapter 316 It's Still You (4K [-]-in-[-])

"Paint ball!?" Fan Ning opened his eyes wide, "You mean, the last time the three of us met in the underground building..."

"That's her shot." Joan said softly, "'Miss Scarlet' has always wanted to monopolize that 'Pule Ruma Fruit' and be completely promoted to be the real orderer."

She slowly explained: "After I was reborn, I studied the 'Key', and she turned into a 'Pool' early on. Strictly speaking, we have no direct relationship with the two phases of 'Desolation' and 'Cocoon', but due to the intricate Mystical factors are entangled, especially when we were soul twins, and the gnosis cornerstone of the ascent path at that time still affects us today."

"Especially if you want to fight for that fruit of light, the wreckage of 'Hidden Lamp' for me and the wreckage of 'Fountain in Painting' for her will play a very crucial role."

"So this one in your hand..." Fan Ning cast his eyes on the small wooden box carried by the girl.

"It's the wreckage of the 'Hidden Lamp'." She said, "In this regard, I came from behind, and I was ahead of her containment plan for the 'Fountain of Painting'. However, my strength is far inferior to hers now."

"Because 'Miss Crimson' has undergone a change, but she has not experienced such strange twists and turns as I did. She has gradually recovered half of the orderer's strength after enshrining 'Red Pond', and she has improved to a certain extent over the years, and I ... You know, everything is equivalent to being overthrown and restarted. I am just Miss Joan Nisimi who was born in 895 of the new calendar, even if I chose to recover a ray of divinity at that time after the key memory was recovered, and I snatched the 'hidden lamp' before the Special Inspection Office attacked, but you just heard from that Owen that my current overall strength has only recovered to the limit of the first level of understanding."

Fan Ning nodded slightly, then asked in a strange tone:

"So in your 'previous life', when you entered the abnormal zone and exiled to avoid danger, until the year when your consciousness was completely lost, how old was it?"

"There will be a period of time after the age of 25, maybe, probably." Joan thought about it seriously.

"...Then should I call you sister?"

"No, I just celebrated my 18th birthday last year."

"Okay, so, what happened to the secret door expedition last year?"

"'Miss Scarlet' has always been active around the ruins of the 'Great Court School', and her plan to contain the wreckage of the 'Fountain of Painting' lasted for a long time." Joan said.

"Speaking of everyone's good luck and misfortune are different, 'Miss Purple Bean Cake' couldn't find a way out, but the wreckage of 'Yindeng' was obtained within a few hours, 'Miss Scarlet' went smoothly Sitting on the position of the leader of the secret sect, but in this matter, I encountered a parasitic 'chrysalis of the crack', and the containment work has to start with stripping off the connection and cutting off the nutrition..."

"'Miss Crimson' has been ordering the believers to listen to the audience in these years, collecting and depicting various forms of pain in childbirth and blood, and concocting the ritual vessel "Room of Pain" to serve as a substitute for the painting of 'Pond'. I suspect Xilan The death of her own sister was related to it, this esoteric ritual wasted a lot of time of 'Miss Scarlet', and it was her best aspect..."

"It should be noted that her purpose is not to confuse the 'frame' of the 'fountain in the painting', so she does not need all seven pictures. With her half-executor ability, she has two colors as anchors for suppression At this point, this is enough to cut off the nutrient supply of the parasite, so that it can contain the 'spring in the painting' by itself..."

"So after solving the problem of the color of the 'pool' phase that she is best at, while studying the controllable sublimation strategy, she is also preparing for the color of the 'cocoon' phase, which is the second best, which was once deeply connected. After a short time, it is time for us to enter the secret door. On the eve of that day, I guess things have entered the final stage..."

"If the incident of parasitism was her 'unsuccessful', then what happened next was a complete 'accidental misfortune', you should know what I am referring to - the painter Courmier created by mistake A piece of "Green Night", which was appreciated and sublimated by the audience at the exhibition of Prudence Auction House, just occupied the color position of the 'cocoon' phase!"

"In this way, she has to take a 'longer detour': either choose another aspect, or concoct a color that is closer to him than "Green Night" to replace it. Until a year later, when your five paintings are sublimated and occupy the space, she also Failed to complete the detour..."

Hearing this matter, Fan Ning blinked his eyes: "So the relatively easy and relatively efficient method is to take the path of artistic creation like my father. Many things in art cannot be replaced by mysticism... But artistic creation is also very important. Difficult, the Special Inspection Office screened mystic paintings nationwide, but did not find a usable one..."

"You said that the paint monster is a divine concrete form under her leadership, so we entered the entrance of the black ruins and were chased by her paint rain. How did we escape from her?"

"Because of me, and also because of you," the girl said.

"After you lost consciousness, my own divinity was aroused because my life was threatened, and I slightly won the initiative of the 'pigment ball'. Then, I found that the baton in your hand was a The sacrificial vessel that is the same as my phase, I used the baton to counteract her invisible power with the strengthening of that ray of divinity, and led you to escape from the reentry passage, while the paint on my body , naturally also includes the reentry positioning primers of the 'cocoon' phase..."

"It's just that this part of the instinctive dream memory was quickly forgotten after waking up. It wasn't until the 'Northern Wind' Memory Picking Secret Ritual that has been persistently implemented for the past few days that there was a qualitative breakthrough in the past few days. It was only when the memory came back to life that I remembered this incident incidentally."

"I see." Fanning suddenly realized.

"Caroun, for the past year and a half, I've asked you for the radiant psychic liquid almost every ten days. Although I don't know where you can collect so much in your school, but the deduction will give you an equal reward. For the part, I still owe you a thousand and 310 milliliters of [-]% pure..."

Fan Ning raised his hand and said that it doesn't matter much: "After we escape, you can think of any way to repay it."

The girl's eyes dimmed instantly:

"I can't go back, just like you."

"What do you mean!?" Fanning was taken aback.

"After recovering key memories, I noticed the movements of 'Miss Scarlet' and the change of 'Chrysalis of Split' behind the secret door, so I decided to ask you to leave last night to say goodbye, but you didn't agree, it was a little late... ..."

"In order to fight against 'Miss Scarlet', delay the deterioration of 'Split Chrysalis', and protect everyone in the Turner Art Hall, I must immediately recover my divinity, otherwise even the overall strength of the first level of understanding will be restored No, there is no way to snatch the wreckage of the 'Hidden Lamp' from the Special Patrol Office, and there will be no way to fight back against 'Miss Scarlet'..."

"So, although my strength has not been fully recovered now, that body and spirit have been sublimated into a dream."

Fan Ning looked at the girl in the white skirt in front of him with a complicated expression: "Can't the orderer return to the waking world?"

"You can use the manifestation of divinity." Joan said, "The Executor exists in a similar way to a moving creature, but it is much more advanced than a moving creature, but I have to wait for me to fully recover my strength."

Fanning secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you think that's not me?" She stared at Fan Ning, "Because, the figurative body of divinity is essentially different from the material of the world's appearance, and I am also 'Purple Bean Cake' now."

"It's still you, Miss Chief." Fanning smiled, "Besides, you were 'Purple Bean Cake' before."

Joan gave a soft "hmm", then lowered her head and quickly untied the lavender waistband on the skirt.

It became like a slender curve flowing with purple fluorescence.

"What are you?" Fan Ning watched in surprise as the girl wrapped it around his neck and tied it lightly.

"A piece of personal clothing that used to be in essence is an extraordinary string, and the 'key' represents the sound of D. I injected all the divinity that I had just recovered into an invisible dismantling force. After the spirituality is drawn out, it can be used for half a day. Hours."

"Injection of divinity?" Fan Ning's eyes widened, "Then you..."

"It's enough to recover, the source is still there, and I used it to seal the door before." Joan's tone was calm, "When you are awake, the world's control is flying very fast, and the strength of inspiration is only one step away from those who understand. , as long as the siege is not too strong, it will not be able to stop you, but if the people in the Special Inspection Office use some kind of coercive means... I will try my best to let you escape into the return passage later, but I can't go out with you, It is enough to dissolve the restrictive secret technique of the third level of understanding, so that you can escape more safely after you go out."

"...Thank you." Fanning felt the fabric gently rubbing against his skin, but his expression became solemn again in a blink of an eye:

"The group of guys in the special inspection hall are very annoying, but the biggest trouble now is the 'split chrysalis'. How long can you last for that wall of divinity that you left at the entrance of the attic?"

"Maybe a few more hours," Joan said, "a very difficult problem that needs to be solved, but it is not yet at a critical moment. It is most important for you to find an opportunity to turn back, so that you can also be in Turner. The art hall is doing some evacuation and rescue, and I will stay here and continue to find a way."

"'Miss Scarlet' is staring at you, and you still have the energy to study how to deal with the parasitism of 'Split Chrysalis'? Don't be afraid that she will control you and 'Fountain of Painting' by the way."

Fan Ning glanced at her and beckoned, a large piece of hardwood tabletop was wrenched off by invisible force out of thin air.

But the state of flying in the shifting surge is crooked, and the speed is a lot lower.

"Let's go and have a look..." he said, "Besides, do you think the Special Inspection Hall will allow me to go back to the Turner Art Hall with peace of mind after I turn back?"

Although the Special Patrol Office guarded the entrance, it couldn't help Joan's speed. She took Fan Ning so far away just now, purely because she had to deal with the trouble of 'Miss Scarlet'.

Let's figure out a way together, come and go freely.

"Okay, then I'll take you there first." Joan agreed habitually, and her figure floated up, ready to pull his sleeve.

"Sit here with me," Fanning said, stepping aside.

"Why? My flying speed is much faster than yours in the shift."

"Because it's slow."

Joan froze for a moment.

Is it because when you return to the scene of the conflict, you don't know the direction of the situation, and you don't know how to say goodbye?

She sat on the plank next to Fanning, who slowly volleyed from restaurant to restaurant.

"... just leave more time to think about the problem." Fanning looked straight ahead and added another sentence.

"Is that so?" She tilted her head sideways.

Fanning was silent for a moment.

Then asked: "If I re-imagined and sketched the five paintings and involved them, can I cut off the parasitic nutrient delivery of the 'Split Pupa'?"

"Just a little delay." Joan shook her head.

"Is it enough to add the Special Inspection Office? They said that as long as I cooperate with the suppression, they will be able to contain the 'Fountain in the Painting'. After being contained, the source of the parasitic relationship no longer exists, is my understanding okay?"

"They didn't lie. As long as you suppress it, they can take it in, but you will die." Joan sneered.

Fanning's pupils contracted.

"Do you remember that I just reminded you that when you 'outline a painting', you must be indifferent, just emphasize the sense of grasp, and never really pull it into your body, otherwise your spirituality will be overwhelmed and collapse. This is what they say The so-called suppression, and the method I taught you are two different degrees, two natures!"

Fanning nodded in understanding.

Then a look of astonishment suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he looked up into the sky.

What happened?
There was an indescribable revelation in spirituality just now, and it seemed that a feat that had a great relationship with me had been pulled off the curtain!
Is it...

"Caroun, what are you thinking?" Joan saw Fan Ning looking up to the sky and distracted, and suddenly felt a strong sense of anxiety in her heart, "You are not allowed to mess around! The evil problem of 'Split Chrysalis' will Think of a way, and if the pollution breaks out, it's not just about the Turner Art Hall, the Special Inspection Hall can eat a pot of it themselves, if you mess up, someone will hate you forever!"

The board is getting closer and closer to the innermost restaurant guarded by the special inspection hall.

"Did you hear me?"

"Is Sheeran okay?" Fanning finally came to his senses and asked irrelevantly.

"She..." The girl next to her was startled when she heard the words, remembering the scene of parting in the early morning, and was about to speak——

"Forget it, I don't want to know." Fanning pressed his cheeks with both hands.

When he spoke again, his voice returned to light and calm: "It's okay, I act properly."

Joan looked a little complicated, but felt relieved.

Her body gradually returned to the linear form of purple streamer.

After dozens of breaths, the two drifted back to the room in front of the attic. Everything here was the same as before, including people and objects. The only difference was the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

It was wrapped in a rich and sweet spiritual atmosphere, and the invisible well was also transferred to it.

"Have you figured out the stakes, Commander Fanning?" Inspector Owen sat on the dining chair with his feet on the table, playing with the strangely shaped gun in his hand.

The broken attic stone door was still oozing slime, but it was held up by the flickering purple door and did not disintegrate for a while.

The three investigators stood ready, He Meng quietly hovered in the corner and stared at him.

Fan Ning spoke, succinctly:

"I'll take the shot, you contain it, and then, after the trouble is solved, I'll call it a day and return, right?"

"You!?" Joan paled in shock, and rushed over to hug his arm and pull it back.

(End of this chapter)