Old-time musicians

"I don't know where it came from. It may have been there for a while, but I just found out that it was found in the body of my 'Gyanandrea' when I was practicing just now."

Roy motioned to Hermosa to follow him upstairs and lifted the cello lying on the cushion.

"I used some methods to peel it off from the inner wall." With an incredibly absurd look on her face, she touched the f-hole on the wooden panel with her finger, meaning to remove it from the inside. came out.

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Under the bright winter sunlight, the sides and back of the piano body stretch out in harmonious proportions. The relatively simple and restrained texture is light and elegant. The bright pink color of several varnish surfaces is reminiscent of the touch and feel of rose petals. fragrant.

Inside the piano? Near the f-hole? Hermosa frowned and thought.

The 'Gianandrea' cello currently used by Roy was a graduation gift given to her by the McAdam family. It was made by the famous "Burgundy" violin-making family in the southern continent in the 6th century.

This family is a branch of the "Saint Achones" violin-making family, or in other words, the violin-making family with a later active year is a branch inherited from the older "Saint Achones" family.

The "Gianandrea" cello has a tough, mellow, deep and resounding tone, excellent resonance performance, and precise and profound response to subtle bowing operations. Its market value exceeds 300,000 pounds, and it is undoubtedly a "famous instrument."

Seeing the hesitation on the other person's expression, Roy realized that the seemingly "nonsense" rhetoric that Bishop Lavoisier taught him seemed to have some potential and remote mystical basis?

"Aunt, does it sound particularly strange?" She further followed the instructions, "I suspect that someone posted it as a prank a long time ago, or that the previous owner of this piano never discovered it, because I haven't seen it recently. There is no opportunity to meet the casual people, and there is no foreshadowing, right? I had an unusual dream last night.”

"Dream?" Hermosa finally said, "What did you dream about?"

"It's my piano. I dreamed about the piano last night and found something in the piano today. Is this somewhat related?" Roy's tone was very puzzled. "It was just that I dreamed about playing the piano, but where was the performance? It was in the fox lily field in the southern country. I had never been there before, but the strong sunlight, strong fragrance and burning sea of ​​flowers were exactly the same as the description in the geography magazine. On a hill, I moved a chair to face the sea of ​​flowers. Playing the piano, it felt really good, but unfortunately not long after, the fox lilies in my field of vision gradually withered, and then I drifted into other dreams."

Hermosa listened to the story and gradually became convinced.

This is a moving road sign leading to the "Cracking Field"!

To a certain extent, it is also true to say that road signs “have been there for a long time.”

Because these violin-making families once worshiped a secret organization called the "Holy Wound Society" or the "Holy Wound Order", each of the famous violins they made had a mystical connection with the "Disintegration Field"!

——The "Cracking Field"'s gate-guarding role for "Worm" is formed by using the "wounds" of different famous instruments as hubs, and the "Feasting Beast" hub was only the largest one among them.

The f-hole can be said to be the most important "wound" of a string instrument.

When making a violin, the luthier must accurately cut two F-shaped symmetrical holes on the panel. Their position, size, line direction and other parameters will play a decisive role in the sound quality of the instrument and are the embodiment of the instrument. The core indicator of whether the violin-making craftsmanship is exquisite.

Since the "Feasting Beast" in the Fanghui Temple was destroyed, the number of "worms" that have entered the world has increased. In addition, at Lavoisier's last supper before leaving, everyone also discussed " Due to the influence of various mysterious factors about the "Disintegration Field", Roy dreamed of the past fox lily field, and discovered an abnormality in the f-hole of his famous piano, which was unexpected and reasonable.

Yes, in theory, it is possible for every famous piano to return to the dreamland. With the main entrance to the southern continent being closely guarded by the Special Patrol Office, choosing to enter the "cracking field" through this route would indeed be a strange move to "find another way".

But only "in theory".

These days, Hermosa tried her luck and tried to have her subordinates secretly investigate four famous pianos, maximizing the resources that the school could mobilize, but found nothing.

Now we actually meet Roy here, which is considered a small probability event.

"Leave this road sign to me for safekeeping." Then Hermosa stretched out her hand, "It does not point to any ordinary place, but is related to an ancient and mysterious organization called the 'Order of the Holy Wound', which contains unknown The risk is that under normal circumstances, you won’t be able to use it at this stage, so keep it for school research.”

"Oh, okay." Roy agreed happily, and looked at his piano with a curl of his lips, "This is such an evil thing, can I still use this piano?"

"It's not a big problem. If you feel abnormal, you can come to me at any time." Hermosa went downstairs after getting the sign.

Will my aunt really use this road sign? Roy clenched his fists and unclenched them, and sat down on the small hanging chair on the balcony of the bedroom. His eyes stayed on the pots of flowers with water drops for a long time.

This is not common sense at all! As relatives who have been together day and night since childhood, if there is a problem, when did the problem occur?

But the meaning of Bishop Lavoisier’s last words is clear.

If the road sign of the "Disintegration Field" is really taken away at the request of the other party, and if they really go in to search for any "residues of the meat sacrifice ceremony", then, according to the revelation of the secret of illumination, the fate of "a good thing" will come. When the time comes to cash it in, you can prepare for the preparatory work to be promoted to "The Knower".

This means that it is very likely that some of the Insightful Ones who have descended from God to learn "Evolution" will be killed next!

"Previously, there was news in the school that the Special Inspection Office was negotiating with the Guidance School about the remains of the 'Incinerator', and on the other hand it also found people on our side. The remains of the 'Disaster' that they contained now seem to be There have also been some problems. I hope that as an organization that has a certain connection with it, we can provide some relevant knowledge advice for a fee. This shows that the knowledge pollution of the remains of the Origin God is not something that even people like Pogorelic can cure."

"Is this related to the problem that happened to Aunt Hermosa? Is it related to the 'mysterious chord' technique that was mixed into the 'secret seminar'? I really don't know the inheritance of the two schools in the northern continent. Why Could it be the secret knowledge of the Lord of Witnesses? Phew, but judging from what happened in the Southern Continent before, the Zhengshen Church may not be reliable. This is always the case in the mysterious side of the world."

Roy looked at the streets in the distance worriedly. How could he know that his "prospect for promotion" would be the "prospect for promotion" in such a situation?

She really wanted to talk to her father right now, but since everything was going according to Bishop Lavoisier's instructions, after much deliberation, she gave up the idea and prepared to wait until she heard further news. Follow the prompts.

Alas, it’s only the fourth day since I returned to San Perto.

The Divine Advent Society has surfaced, the meat sacrifice incident has occurred in the South, the worm population in the world is increasing, and the Special Patrol Office has become more and more erratic. Even while living in this art city full of flowers, coffee fragrance and melodious music, Luo Luo Yi still felt that some uneasy factors were surging under the shadow of the world's surface.

The last "good night" message brought by the messenger stayed a week ago, temporarily.

Just as the priest's revelation said, let's wait for the day when he returns.

A time earlier than this day.

The southern continent, the former Misin city-state area, is a port controlled by the Janus Sun Army.

"Woo!——"

The silver-gray body of the ocean-going ship cut through the turbid sea, stopped slowly at a location far away from the land, separated by a large puddle of mud, and lowered the gangway.

"It's too hot."

"It's always been like this in the south, but now it's even drier. The skin on my arms is starting to peel off. You'll suffer even more when you go further inland."

"So, will it be cooler in the abnormal zone?"

There was no cloud in the sky, and the scorching sun was scorching this "painful land". There was almost no green in sight. Before leaving the cabin, everyone just held their sunhats in their hands and walked a few steps down the gangway. After the steps, I saw Bishop Lavoisier in front of him wearing a four-cornered hat, and they also put their hats on.

"Where was this originally from Misin?" Fan Ning asked, turning his head.

"Port Bakriso, Your Majesty Bishop." The soldier who came to meet him said respectfully.

Where did you first meet little girl Luna? Fan Ning nodded and looked around again.

He didn't see the white sand beach, transparent sea water, black volcanic rocks, or nearby coconut trees. Looking around, he could only see endless wooden shelves set up by the army. Leather shoes creaked when he stepped on them. Underneath, there was mud. The water evaporated rapidly in the air, and was re-wetted by the foamy waves.

"Have you been here before?"

Bishop Tucville asked. He felt that Lavoisier's reaction seemed to be quite familiar with this place name.

"At that time, I was doing business with my ancestors and traveled to many places, but it was not often that I could feel and appreciate them carefully. I missed many people and things in a flash." Fan Ning suppressed the thoughts in his heart and responded with a few words without comment.

The contrast between trees, beaches and buildings in my memory has been lost, and the shapes of mountains, rivers and ocean currents seem to be different from before.

Fan Ning walked about a kilometer further and reached a large open space of gravel with a sentry tower. After seeing the barracks, factories and busy construction sites further inside, he vaguely recalled that maybe this was the place where he was at that time. square.

It was after Luna led her through several rows of palm trees to get here that she met "Guide" Masenegu and Miss Nightingale's Chamber of Commerce family, and drank their first glass of cold water together after arriving in the South Country.

"Since we were satisfied at sea when we came here, then let's take us along the ancient road along the west coastline to a place close to Tiya."

This is the road he once walked with the caravan, the road he sang "Winter Journey" along the way.

Under Fan Ning's instructions, everyone quickly boarded the airship arranged by the garrison and continued their journey day and night.

After leaving the original base of Baquerizo Port, Fan Ning looked down at the vast land below. Almost no one could be seen. After several hours, he saw an ore quarry that was obviously newly built later. Its gray-black steel The base is like an isolated island across time and space in the rusty red dust and desert.

Since the dream of the Southern Kingdom dissipated, the geographical environment here has returned to the "land of suffering" in the chaotic principality era. Minerals and other dead things are like this, and the barren animals and plants seem to have seamlessly connected to a certain moment in the 4th century of the New Calendar.

Of course, in such a vast area, the total amount of unowned resources is still a figure that is rich enough to rival a country. The several forces currently engaged in land grabbing are all separate organizations established by the authorities in the form of military and political integration, and sent to the southern continent for production, construction, and conquest and development.

The initial energy was concentrated on the three major city-states, and other places were even more "sparsely populated".

"Master Lavoisier, after arriving at the border of Tia, which entrance should we look for? Which route should we take?" Tukwell asked.

"I have my own arrangements. You can rest for a day. I will send you out formally after I have completed the preliminary matters."

"Okay." Tukwell immediately arranged and re-emphasized several key requirements, "You should first count and confirm the materials needed for the investigation."

"Two extended Kent military vehicles, with modified seats, only retaining the driver and co-driver and the back guard seats. One is equipped with sufficient dried fruits and vegetables, food and drinking water, and the other is equipped with all the necessary tools and supplies. In addition, a large fuel transportation vehicle with only the driver and co-driver seats is required. It should be equipped with as many oil barrels as possible, with a total volume of more than 3 tons. It can be stacked boldly. Only the space problem needs to be considered. We will set up the "key" phase secret ceremony to prevent electric sparks and accidental explosions."

"Okay."

"Do as the bishop said." The soldiers immediately took the order.

Another day later, in the former Tia city-state area, the headquarters of the Fanghui Temple.

Thick layers of rusty red fog accumulated in the sky, so low that it seemed to be within reach. The rolling hills of the fox lily field were still there, but in the saline-alkali land and dry riverbed, there were no bright colors except for the brown plants like thorns.

"How many waves is this?"

"Who cares, maybe the twentieth time, maybe the thirtieth time?"

The original building had completely disappeared, and there was only a huge and shocking funnel-shaped blood-red pit on the surface, surrounded by a large circle of seemingly simple and crude barbed wire. Above the blood-red pit, a scimitar composed of pure violent airflow could be vaguely seen floating there.

A group of soldiers with sweat on their faces and loaded with guns guarded the "main entrance", while several investigators sat in the thatched hut next to them, puffing out smoke and keeping an eye on them.

"I never thought that these southerners' brains were so bad. If the leader could find where Shele was, a series of subsequent problems would have been solved long ago. How could we have been basking in the sun all day long? The inspectors didn't have to be so sad. They would have let us go back to Tiolain for vacation."

"Alas, they don't care about the remaining surviving 'flower-touched people'?"

The two investigators who looked like leaders looked at the banner with the bilingual words "Hand over Shele" raised by the group of people in the distance, shook their heads and sighed helplessly.

"Commanders of the Special Patrol Office, you occupied our ruins, and detained Shele in this deep pit funnel. Don't you dare to admit it?"

"If you don't have a trick, why don't you dare to make a formal written explanation, but always fool us here?"

"Don't do anything!"

"You detained Master Shele without authorization. This is a provocation to human art and civilization. You should apologize to the people of the world!"

Immediately, several people raised their loudspeakers and shouted across the air.

The leading officer Theolian couldn't help it, threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and shouted:

"Stupid bastards! Even if you fill up the hill opposite and shout it collapses, Scheller is not inside, you are just idiots with nothing to do after eating!"

"No, why are you still cursing?"

"If Scheller is inside, you are sons of bitches! Do you dare to respond?" The demonstrators on the opposite side shouted loudly.

Moreover, several people jointly carried a large mechanical radio on their shoulders.

It seemed that they wanted to "publicly broadcast the confrontation" and "expose the ugly face".

Another old investigator came and seemed to be numb to this kind of quarrel, leaning on the chair and looking up at the sky with his forehead covered.

This damn weather, this damn job, a mouthful of sand, no matter how good the temper is, it will explode one day.

A young and energetic new investigator climbed up the sentry tower in a few steps and shouted a few dirty words in response, and the old investigator immediately pulled him down.

"Why bother with these ignorant people? They know nothing."

The young investigator was dragged, but he still responded to the other party unwillingly:

"Fuck! No one should deny it! If Sheler is not here, then your whole family is a whore!!"

At the same time, in the "cracking field".

"Why does this place look different from what Joan described?"

"Instead, it is closer to the scene when I first came to the south and woke up from the beach."

Fanning opened his white clothes, holding the "Illyrian" guitar with a soft luster, his blue eyes swept around, and his long flowing hair moved without wind in his dream.

It looked like the wandering poet Sheler.

He had just come in through the circle of barbed wire surrounding the big funnel at the ruins of the former red church outside.

It was normal that the guarding soldiers of Theolian and the special patrol investigators did not notice him, but he even ignored the mysterious barrier set up by Poglelich with the "Blade".

Fanning made a little disguise that would not be noticed by the ignorant, and walked in as if nothing happened.

The last successor of the divine power of "Fragrant Poet", a person who can enter and leave without restriction.

In this vast southern continent, there is no place that "Schele" cannot pass through.

It turned out that while investigating St. Arternes Hospital, Joan accidentally recorded a "Cracking Field" road sign. In her dream bedroom message, she planned to let Fan Ning use this road sign to enter.

Who knew that Fan Ning was completely "free of charge", but now he was saved and used for other purposes.

"Previously, Qiong's description of this moving secret place was clearly 'full of bright and sharp things, which may be plant-like, or wire vines, constantly rotating, interlaced, and grinding, and there are many wells under the surface. Same thing'"

The strange low sound of the wind echoed in his ears, as well as the restless sound of water rushing. Fan Ning's spirit body was suspended, still frowning and looking around cautiously, not leaving the original landing point for the time being.

When you look at this space, you can see that it is a strange cluster of rooms with twists and turns, mixed with the contradictory sense of openness and closure. They have no windows, only low vaults and corridors, and the surface is a tile grid with different heights like a swimming pool. .

Moreover, everywhere is immersed in a certain height of dark red liquid. Through the accumulated liquid, you can vaguely see some valve-like things similar to "wellheads" in the middle of the tiles below.

The "meat sacrifice ceremony" subverted the entire southern continent, and may have also caused some drastic changes here. A few abstract features have been retained, but most of the concrete descriptions are no longer what they used to be.

Fan Ning did not use the inspiration thread to explore the dark red liquid under his feet for the time being.

Recalling the dream before waking up in Linnan, I was in a similar environment. The dark red liquid gradually rose and was about to engulf me. Later, I sent a photo of the wreckage of the "Fountain in the Painting" on my mobile phone. , after this containment object was activated, his spiritual energy was stimulated, and he finally broke free.

The liquid that flooded various rooms was probably part of the red pool "pool core" that Pogorelic put into it to quench.

Now, the entire "Red Pond" wreckage has been contained by himself, and Fan Ning has not noticed the direct threat from them, but below the liquid surface and below the wellhead, there is always a terrifying feeling that something is sealed.

"So, after Qiong dragged 'Miss Scarlet' in together, where are the two of them now? This 'pool room group' seems to be many twists and turns, overlapping, and extremely complex and huge."

While Fan Ning was thinking, he first focused on the dim walls outside the liquid surface.

There seems to be a lot of interesting heterogeneous colors and textures.

He was just about to go over and take a closer look when suddenly, a familiar low voice sounded, which seemed to be coming from the "pool room" next door to him——

"'The color of the double gate'? This is indeed the remnant left by the leakage of the true knowledge of the 'Mother of the Eyes'. Speeding up the search progress, the Divine Advent Society is also searching for the 'qualified person' who is suitable to replace his guarding position. , don’t let them get ahead of you.”

Unexpectedly, before I caught the fish I wanted to catch, I met another acquaintance first? Fan Ning's spirit body then hovered again.

The owner of this voice was none other than Inspector Rudolf Homon, whom he had not seen since he left the Southern Continent!