Old-time musicians

Purple mist, illusory steps made of dots of stars, and a home painted wooden door hung with watercolor prints.

Fan Ning in the dream reached out and turned the golden door handle.

A grassy fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose.

A single bedroom with a light gray velvet blanket, neat cream-yellow sheets with quilts and pillows of the same color, more watercolor prints and a gilt brass wall clock hanging on the wall.

The corners of all furniture are wrapped with fabric decorations. On the other side of the four-fold wooden algae pattern screen is a half-open oak wardrobe, with a few hanging pieces of light-colored silk pajamas and pajamas vaguely visible.

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"Did she recreate her previous bedroom in her dream?"

Fan Ning's eyes paused for a moment on the page spread out on the music stand. It was a fragment of a movement from Bach's six "Flute and Harpsichord Sonatas" that he had left behind. There were many marks written on it.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and the shadows of the trees are dancing, just like the back garden from the perspective of a villa on Cedar Avenue in the Exotic District.

It's like stepping back in time.

But after Fan Ning pushed open the glass, he only saw a pale purple nothingness.

Outside the back door leading to the back garden, there was actually a few meters of lawn and a swing, but beyond that there was nothingness.

It seems that at the level of the Order Executor, he can already carve out a relatively fixed small migration space on his way back to the dreamland. If he is full strength, it may be larger, but compared to the words and actions of the Lord of Witness. The huge secret migration realm with special rules left behind by Bu Bu can only be regarded as child's play.

Fan Ning returned to the island-like bedroom. In another corner, several sections of horizontal wood extended from the wall, two by two perpendicular to each other, forming a particularly large bookcase and desk. There were many books, notebooks, bottles and jars on it, but they were all packed away. Very neat.

In a large area in the middle of the desk, gems, hairpins, combs, perfumes, vases, candlesticks and silver-framed mirrors were scattered in twos and threes as if they were randomly placed.

Fan Ning felt that there was a persistent secret here that he didn't quite understand.

A large music book is spread out in front of her, and the small words are written directly between the lines of the staff, squeezed like beans up and down the third line, which is her usual handwriting style:

"I don't know what will happen next. The Special Inspection Office's previous operation to contain the "Fountain in the Painting" failed once in your hands. Maybe you have some backup plans for the "Red Pond" this time? But after all, it is more dangerous. "

"In the small perfume bottle in the middle of the altar, there is a ray of divinity that I intercepted with "Miss Crimson's" when she was fighting in her dream. If you can easily resolve it without disturbing the spiritual layout, I will do it again. Let you know the next relevant things, otherwise there is no guarantee that you will not mess up. "

"Other than that, feel free to look through the rest of the things in the bedroom. Anyway, I've already dealt with the things that I can't show you."

"Joan Nehemiah. September 5th."

Although there is no year on the date, Fan Ning knows that this is the day in midsummer last year that has been fixed in the South since then.

He was leaning on the walnut upholstered chair with a black mobile phone in his hand.

After opening the recording list and pressing the play button, the horn solo of "Awakening Poetry" sounded, and circles of pink halo overflowed, gradually forming a crystal clear bubble-like sphere centered on the palm of his hand.

The spherical scenery is flowing, the buildings are shining, and there is even a faint scent of roasted flowers wafting out, but the figures in it are only empty outlines.

Fan Ning knew that this was not the true historical projection of the Southland, or rather, it was not complete, it was just a "shell of remembrance."

People, or creatures in a broader sense, are the core factors that constitute a period of history.

Master Lucter, Luna, and Miss Nightingale have all drifted further and further in the long river of world will.

"But the so-called 'incomplete despair' refers to" the voices and smiles of one person after another appeared in front of Fan Ning's eyes. Not only them, but also distant old friends who did not belong to the Southern Kingdom, Teacher Anton, Conductor Kaplan, Gur dean

After being promoted to the first level of Xu Xiao, Fan Ning not only mastered the secret technique of practicing "Chariot", but the accumulation of writing these three symphonies gave him an understanding of the vastness below the Hui Pagoda and beyond the Yiyong Wasteland. The nearly infinite space has a different perception than before——

Whether it is the surface of the world or the astral level, whether it is a dead person or a dissipated dream, after losing the last weight, those spiritual bodies will be involved in the will of the world like feathers, drifting downward and outward infinitely in the movement. , "Ge" also tends to fall apart and mix with each other.

It should be noted that "ge" not only means the recognition and remembrance of the world, but also the "uniqueness" that distinguishes oneself from others. In this way, they will gradually lose their "uniqueness" as individuals until they become a mixture of sediment again, condensing in the In the sludge of the world's surface, this is another new individual that has nothing to do with the previous one.

"What I realized before is that 'the living must be destroyed, and the destroyed must be resurrected' is definitely not an empty talk. Theoretically speaking, before the above process is completely terminated, these individuals have the hope of achieving 'resurrection' in the mystical sense. Mysterious Learning is a category that is higher than others, and 'resurrection' in migration is a more advanced form of existence than living on the surface of a filthy world, but in fact, it may be difficult to achieve this as hard as climbing to the sky."

"First of all, those unfashionable 'grids' drifted and shattered too fast in the movement. I'm afraid that before I could use any means, they turned into a bunch of mixed and disordered things. I can no longer identify the 'unique' that I once had as an individual." property', which is just like the 'law of entropy increase' in thermodynamics."

"The higher 'grid' is the internal factor that maintains the 'uniqueness' of oneself, but externally, it also depends on whether the mystical means of 'salvaging' them from the long river of history are clever or not. Well, this verb should be replaced with 'traction' ', 'Aggregation', 'Purification', and 'Asylum' can also be used. The Order's apostle dispatching mechanism is probably based on this principle."

"And now, I have just realized the existence of this principle. Do you really want me to go and salvage the dead in the drifting river below the Hui Pagoda and outside? Maybe the one who gets lost first will be the 'inscription of my own historical projection'. Shell' will provide more shelter for the people of the South and will become my more advanced auxiliary means in the future, but that is also a matter of the future."

Thinking of this, Fan Ning still shook his head with some melancholy, and turned his attention to the handwriting left by Qiong.

Dissolve a ray of divinity in "Miss Crimson"

Amidst the music of "Summer Noon Dream", Fan Ning controlled the crystal light sphere to shrink inward, and several streaks of blood-red mist were pulled out under his control.

The current containment situation of the "Red Pond" wreckage is very special, so special that Fan Ning himself doesn't fully understand it.

To be precise, this recording on this mobile phone contains the sphere of the "Shell of Remembering" - because "Summer Noon Dream" summarizes the scenery and humanities of the southern continent to the level of "like visiting the southern country" , it directly became the artistic reference symbol of the “shell of remembrance”.

The wreckage of the "Red Pond" exists as part of the historical projection of the South, and the history of the secret organization is also history. At that time, Fan Ning had no time to hesitate and "packed away" them all.

He is not sure if the wreckage of the "Red Pond" has any other uses, but at least the use discovered so far, combined with the "Fountain in the Painting" originally contained, has achieved very practical and completely unexpected results. The effect——

The few streaks of blood-red mist that he pulled out turned into other more common colors, and then gradually condensed into lines.

Another figure appeared in front of him, with long and messy shawl black hair, a casually open white shirt, a thin beard on his face, melancholy ice-blue eyes, and a guitar with colorful strings in his arms. "Yin Lilian".

It was the identity that Fan Ning assumed in his wandering life, Scheele, the "King of Love Songs" in the South!

"The 'Fountain in the Painting' wreckage's ability to camouflage color and phase, coupled with the 'Red Pond' wreckage's authority over 'self-feeding and birth', the two can be combined to separate other identities independently. Control, and it is difficult for others to see the difference from the physical and spiritual levels. This provides me with more convenience and ideas for my future actions. "

As for the range of control, with the stability of Fan Ning's first level, the limit distance is about a radius of five kilometers with the main body as the center. If it exceeds this range, the "multi-line operation" cannot be completed, and the main body needs to be put into a dream to control the clone.

The inspiration level of the clone is the same as one's own, which will not affect the musical performance, but the intensity of the invisible power that can be summoned is only half of one's own. If it suffers a fatal blow, it will also cause great damage to one's own spirituality.

Fan Ning turned his gaze to the window again, and the figure of the third organist Lavoisier also appeared, but this time his face was dull and his movements were sluggish.

This kind of independent differentiation must be based on the fact that one is already familiar with the new identity and has developed a distinctive style.

"Schele" has obviously accomplished this, but "Lavoisier" himself must first use the "Fountain of Painting" alone to pretend to be proficient as before, and then combine it with the invisible power of the "Red Pond".

Just like the more difficult piano pieces, if the left and right hands are not familiar with each other, the ensemble will be absolutely stumbling, and even a layman can hear it.

After "Lavoisier"'s figure collapsed, "Schele" leaned over and reached out to the small perfume bottle on the table.

Open the cap directly.

“Peng!

"

A large cone of blood spattered on the wall in front of the desk.

But in the sound of music, they were washed away as if using special cleaning agents, and then were quickly sucked into the pink halo of the phone.

If there were more divinity remnants of "Miss Crimson", there might still be room for several pulls, but just such a wisp would be as helpless to the higher-ranking "Hongchi" remains as dust to a vacuum cleaner. Suspensefully absorbed.

Fanning felt a subtle change in the spiritual layout created by the tabletop altar.

Out of thin air, a mixed "Skin of the End" appeared in the open music book.

"I still hope you can see it."

"Do you remember that when you go around the "Nectar Garden" and go to the back of the entire Fanghui Temple complex, you will see a long and winding grass cliff, neither high nor short, and the bottom of the grass wall is still the same. A sea of ​​fox lilies?”

"Actually, I suspect it's borderline aberrant."

Fan Ning's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this.

"I plan to drag "Miss Crimson'er" into the "Cracking Field" of the Mianyong Secret Realm later. That is probably where the "Tong Mother" guards the gate of the abnormal area, and the most iconic fox lily field in the South is the "Cracking Field" "Field" is the transitional concrete form in the waking world, a bandage for Macias's wounds, and a mystical switch that maintains the southern dreamland!"

"Perhaps the "discolored ones" like Luna should have been the group with the highest inspiration and the first to notice that the Southern Dream had been damaged. However, due to their subconscious protection of spirituality, they actively blunted themselves to avoid mental damage after discovering abnormalities. Loss - In a sense, the "lost person" unknowingly acts as the "secret keeper" of the "child mother".

"Back to the "Cracking Field" thing, its surface is covered with large and small wells. This structure may be essentially the same thing as "drilled in wood" musical instruments. After all, the Holy Injury Order is best at making Mingqin, I guess there should be a hub in the "Cracking Field". I'm not sure where it is yet, but you should know it by then."

hub? Fan Ning's mind flashed to the golden-red behemoth in the red church, the famous piano "Feasting Beast".

"But in short, once the Southern Dream collapses, the hub will also be shattered, the divine power of the disintegration field will gradually be lost, and the abnormal zone guarded at the other end may begin to overflow. If my guess is correct, there are already Some unusual areas.”

Fan Ning was already frowning at this time.

"Is this the real purpose of Mr. F's plan for many years? The people in the Special Patrol Office may have been tricked by the Divine Advent Society again!

"

Judging from the decision-making of the Special Patrol Office, they definitely did not expect this.

If they are not eager to contain the "Red Pond", even if the poet is dead and the "Red Pond" comes, the Southern Kingdom will only be polluted and the dream will turn into a nightmare, but the dream will not collapse so quickly, and the "Cracking Field" will not be destroyed. Something went wrong.

The current overflow rate of this abnormal area is probably much faster than the normal spread!

Moreover, if the magical power of the "disintegration field" gradually disappears, Qiong inside will

Fan Ning then looked down.

"If the hub of the "Disintegration Field" is really broken later, it will be a matter of time before the entire Mianyong Secret Realm collapses. I can't estimate the time, but it should be no problem to persist for a year and a half. You don't have to rush to enter immediately. Do it first. Well prepared.”

"Actually, if you can contain the wreckage of the "Red Pond", it will be easy to deal with "Miss Crimson", and you will also be able to deal with the situation in the "Disintegration Field" with ease. This place already has a lot of entangled factors of the "Pool". When I was investigating in the Southern Continent, I discovered that in the past few decades, the Special Inspection Office regularly put part of the "pool core" separated from the "red pool" into the "cracking field" for quenching and sealing."

"More variables are unpredictable, and I don't know what will happen to me in the end. You can enter the "cracking field" by following the "gap" at the original location of the hub. More methods of disposal require you to adapt to the situation."

"As long as you ensure that you are safe and sound, I hope to see you again."

Scheele's figure gradually disappeared, and Fan Ning fell into deep thought for a long time.

In fact, when the fight finally broke out, she destroyed all the "Pleroma Fruit" with her opponent, which should be considered a big variable.

Indeed, we can only adapt to the situation.

After a long while, he stood up and looked around the bedroom, then opened the door, jumped down from the void next to the swing, and fell out of his dream.

The scent of grass lingering on the tip of your nose turned into the smell of wood in the fireplace.

In the apartment in Laibiqi Town, the candlelight flickered on the desk.

After a few "crash" sounds, Fan Ning opened a large map under the gas lamp.