Old-time musicians

Is there something wrong with the state of the Witness Lord? Not a specific one, but all of them? For example, are they all on the verge of madness or death?

In the memo, Vincent's tone was always relaxed and normal, but it made Fanning feel the extremely terrifying weight.

If it was the evil god, it would be fine, but if the righteous gods were also like this, such as the "Unfalling Fire"

No, it's impossible. Fanning always felt that he didn't believe that the situation would be so common.

"Damn, it's really like this!"

As a result, Vincent's next log fell on the opposite side of Fanning's inner voice.

"There is definitely something wrong with this place in the South Continent. Whoever stays here will be unlucky. Leave this damn place tomorrow!"

"If the Witness Lords are dying one by one, "Fanghui Poet" will definitely be the first one to get into trouble!"

It's not surprising that my father has been to the South Continent, but he actually predicted the "Flesh Festival" incident? When was this log written, before or after entering the Abnormal Zone?

Fanning had no way to judge, and didn't know how Vincent came to such a certain conclusion.

The evolution of the Lord of Witnesses has a huge impact on humans and the course of history. If Vincent's speculation is correct, then it is too terrifying and too crazy.

The death of just one "Fragrant Poet" directly caused a drastic change in the environment of a continent, and a quarter of the human beings and other creatures died. And there are more than 20 Lords of Witnesses known so far. If we only calculate based on this impact ratio, the entire world's human beings are not enough to die!

"What are you looking at?" asked Joan.

"Some work logs left by my father." Fanning answered truthfully, still relatively general, "It's okay, continue to look for tombstones first."

It is necessary to continue to pay attention to the memorandum, but the action cannot be delayed.

Under the support of the invisible force of the "Key" phase, Fanning's figure jumped up on the wooden roof like a bullet. Joan, who has recovered half of the strength of the Orderer, followed behind him with the divine projection, just like walking on the ground as usual.

Looking around, the yellowish lights below are like closely connected honeycombs, making everything even darker.

"You just said that when you were exploring this area, everyone around you rang their bells, and some people spoke in Mr. F's voice, and then they all died or went crazy?" Joan repeated what she asked Fanning.

"Yes, but you don't seem to be here." Fanning said "hmm".

"Is it possible now?" She turned her head, "The person next to you now is me."

"I can't answer, maybe." Fanning was silent for a moment, "This may mean something, but it may also mean nothing."

"Maybe in your perspective, in a certain previous starting and ending time and space, I also rang the bell for you. Maybe we have all died or gone crazy, more than once. Maybe a lot of other things happened. Maybe one of our 'perspectives' escaped and returned to Theolian and the Turner Art Hall, but several years later, suddenly found that another self opened his eyes again from the abnormal area"

"So, what is the hope for me to take you out, or for you to take me out?" the girl asked.

"There must be a way in the lighthouse."

Fanning's tone remained firm.

"Ding——"

The calendar reminder on the phone rang again.

"These people are definitely doomed."

"Don't hold out any hope for the people who are with you. I have to try to get out first and do what I need to do, but getting out is not all right. Once you have entered this ghost place, it will be very difficult to completely get rid of its influence!"

"That "X coordinate", that unknown source of diffusion, I will definitely come back, I must come back"

Vincent's record once again "accurately" fell on the opposite side of Fanning's expectations.

The people who are with you, don't hold out hope? Even if you get out, it will be difficult to get rid of it?

Fanning's eyes naturally fell on the side of Joan who was flying.

When the other party turned around, he immediately "took the opportunity" to look into the distance, and his sight fell on the thick black fog surrounding the boundary of his vision.

What kind of cognition would make Vincent's judgment so firm?

"The essence of the Abnormal Zone is a rotten secret history. The deeper you go, the older it gets."

"The texture of the people and events in the past time and space has rotted, layered, mixed and piled up, and pus overflows like gorgeous soap bubbles. Every individual in it is infected and assimilated. Every encounter is a chaotic patchwork of different scenes. The sources they reflect can be verified, but there is no logic to follow."

The deeper you go, the older the rotten secret history becomes? Fanning chewed on the meaning of these keywords carefully.

This log is very long, and the information seems to be quite important. He began to try to trace the source of the chaotic scenes in his mind, and found that some fragments can indeed correspond:

Green flesh and blood, crows flying westward, the gorgeous colors of pollen and spores "Split Pupa", "Raven" and "Fountain in the Painting", this is the new calendar;

The seven divisions of labor chosen by the villagers when they completely integrated into the "Heavenly Kingdom", "Musician, Blacksmith, Soldier, Hermit, Sower, Childbearer and Fortune Teller" is the third history;

I woke up in the cave and talked loudly about "Song of Shell Species", countless pairs of wings and eyes in the mountains and rivers fluttered in my head and looked at each other, some team members gave birth to calcium zeolite, some precipitated skin and salt, some became a reflection, and some flew all night long, this is the second history.

The fragmented experiences are not simply reset cycles, and I continue to fall deeper.

Fan Ning continued to read this long diary while flying and searching.

"Even the phase can be distorted, what other laws of nature can't be distorted? The law of entanglement in the secret history has reached a widespread level here, and those who are lucky enough to get out will be implicated for life. But as long as you can leave, this is not a trivial matter. In a world that is already filthy on the surface, how can we expect the colors beneath the surface to remain holy?”

(What follows is a paragraph in italics that is different from the context font, which seems to be a "supplementary" diary paragraph that Vincent later inserted -)

"The only exception is the grid."

"'Ge' is naturally the past, history, memory and recognition. But the characteristics of 'Ge' are based on a strong sense of order and beauty, which is naturally the opposite of the secret history of decay and collapse."

"According to my observation, the local correction effect of "lattice" on the abnormal zone is achieved by temporarily replacing the "chaotic historical projection" with "stable historical projection". In theory, if there is a systematic update at hand, By implanting a strong "big historical projection" into abnormal areas, establishing a firm foothold, resisting infection, absorbing the surrounding "lattice", and slowly cultivating and growing, it is possible to carve out a stable area and form a confrontation with these abnormal areas. The power!”

"But this is just a theory - all three levels are extremely difficult: first, you must be able to find a "big historical projection" that is large enough, secondly, you must be able to control or contain it, and finally, you must enter an abnormality. If the area is not able to stay awake and "cultivate" it here, we must also consider the incompatibility issue of the B-105 zone. If the "cultivated" area involves multiple zones, or in the "big historical projection" "Ge" involves those "noble acts" with different origins, and the originally stable structure may become unstable and collapse."

"The expansion of this conclusion is actually a bit redundant. Under normal circumstances, the first point is impossible to achieve."

"Big historical projection"? Absorb the surrounding "grid" and create a stable area to form a confrontation? When Fan Ning read this paragraph in the diary and inserted italics, he couldn't help but think of the thing stored in his mobile phone.

Does the "historical projection" of the South count? Is it large enough and systematic enough?

The conditions for this theory conceived by Vincent were indeed too harsh. When he wrote this passage, he probably did not expect that his son would have such a thing in his hands.

Even if he predicted that there might be problems in the Southland at the time, he would not have thought that Fan Ning would later create "Summer Noon Dream" and contain the wreckage of the "Red Pond" together with the projection of the Southland!

Assumptions border on conjecture.

However, Fan Ning still feels that there is little certainty and the opportunity is hard to find.

On the one hand, people are the core factor of history. There are no people in the "historical projection" of the southern country now, it is just a "shell of remembrance."

On the other hand, his current condition is very poor. If he wants to throw it out of Zhixia, he is not sure whether it can resist the distortion.

There are many "grids" to absorb in the surrounding area, but there are even more rotten secrets and colorful ichor.

It is very likely to collapse as soon as it hits the ground, so the gain outweighs the loss.

"However, I guessed an important piece of information."

Fan Ning remembered a previous memo that he seemed to understand. Vincent said, "B-105 is the third form. There is no 'bringing of dawn', only 'time of loss'. The correction of abnormal areas relies on is another kind of 'character', the sum of all noble deeds in another world."

Combined with his own observations later, and combined with what Vincent mentioned again, "it is necessary to consider the incompatibility between other zones and the B-105 zone."

Fan Ning finally understood that the classical music of the previous life and the "style" of the art masters in the previous life seemed to conflict with the "style" of this world!

This kind of conflict is probably the deep-seated reason for the contamination of the remains of the "old days". They will not only tear apart people's spirituality, but also "fight" with each other once the scope is large enough and intersection occurs when fighting against the abnormal zone!

If you think about it carefully, this is terrible.

Is my "grid" now correcting the abnormal area in B-105, or is it functioning in other areas?

Not only had I hid unknown dangers for myself by reproducing classical music from my previous life, is it possible that I was standing on the opposite side of this world to some extent?

Fan Ning suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

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“The Lords of Witness are afraid, they are afraid!

Investigators, haven’t you discovered it yet? When you first enter the abnormal zone, the effectiveness of most of the secret rituals has been greatly reduced, and as soon as you wake up, all your prayers will no longer receive any response!

Even some so-called evil gods are like this!

Over tens of thousands of years, maybe they have tried some things, exerted some influence, tried to change some situations, but they have never dared to personally pry into the depths of this place! ! ! "

"Caron, you called me over, why are you staring at the phone?" At this time, Joan's voice came from the front.

"Do you know what a mobile phone is called?" Fan Ning looked up.

"During a certain exchange, you should have told me."

"Oh, I'm sorting through and digesting some things. I'll let you know when I come up with a concise conclusion or have some free time."

Fan Ning's response was as unspecific as before, but he temporarily put away his phone, and the last few paragraphs of the long diary quickly came into his eyes.

"In this situation, does anyone really dare to be promoted to the Order Enforcer?"

"The high-level nodes on the climbing path have become like this. Haha, you think that using the secret history to build a "scaffold" path is a trick, but you have never considered it. This is not the "formal" way to obtain true knowledge for thousands of years in the past. Climbing path! The current "Pleroma Fruit" is also edible? Who knows what kind of rotten secret history it comes from?"

"The higher you rise, the more painful the fall. I don't know what those people think. Anyway, I don't dare! The best solution is to stay at the height of the third level of understanding and wait and see. Haha, I thought that everyone would Is he the kind of strange person who can create his own key and self-condensate the "Pleroma Fruit"? I even suspect that the so-called "eighth phase" theory was deliberately promoted by that dangerous person. What happened then? Just wait and die!"

After reading the last paragraph of the diary, Fan Ning felt that the whole mysterious situation was going in a more sinister and treacherous direction. For a moment, it was unclear whether Vincent was too paranoid or suspicious, or whether the truth was really close to what he said.

He organized his words and tried to circumvent some situations: "Qiong, did you find out about your promotion later? Is there anything you can help with? For example, what you need to become the enforcer of the 'Key'"

Before her words could be answered, the girl in front suddenly raised the silver flute in her hand:

"Look, is that the tombstone you mentioned over there?"

Fan Ning followed her direction and saw beyond the discontinuous boundaries of the wooden houses, the surface of the pond glowed with the same monotonous white night light as before.

But this time at 27:00, there were no tall obelisks and wrought iron fences erected in the water, only an inconspicuous, slightly raised slope.

There is a metal plate "set" almost horizontally on it.

The two quickly flew across the water and landed on the slope.

Fan Ning frowned and squatted down in front of the brass metal plate.

"So is this the tombstone you're talking about? Whose is it?"

"The singing of the White Mass has weakened, and it seems that a new piano sound has sounded. Isn't this the aria from the keyboard variations you played?"

Joan asked from behind.

Fan Ning did not respond for a while.

The metal plate was dull, uneven, and slightly rusty, but there was no writing on it.

The music next to my ears was the "Goldberg Variations", and it turned out to be the third harmonic progression of the fragment, which corresponds to the third lost hour "27 o'clock".

But why is there nothing on the tombstone this time?

What is the name of the author Bach?

"Where did we talk last time?" Suddenly, a man's standard but unfamiliar Chinese voice came from behind the ear, "Oh, yes, cunning element."

"If you keep stalling for time, you won't have the energy to fly. Let's go to the lighthouse."

Fan Ning, who was squatting on the ground, saw Mr. F standing behind him on the image reflected by the brass metal plate!