Lu Yin said: "There must be a bad reason. Is it unpleasant? Disgusting? Or something else?"
"Disgusted." Boss Zhou came and sat next to him.
Fishbone jumped twice: "Yes, I am disgusted, very disgusted."
"Why?" Lu Yin was confused.
The fish bones are gone. Why are there so many of these big brothers? Is there any reason for disgust? Hey, it seems he is dissatisfied.
Zhou Laodaodao: "There is no reason, just disgust, instinctive disgust."
"What about the song that challenged the band that successfully entered the castle?"
“Very comfortable and pleasant to listen to.”
Lu Yin exhaled: "
Let me think about it."
Boss Zhou didn't bother him any more, and Yu Gu came to look for him. They decided to take advantage of this time to compose a better tune. As for Lu Yin, Yu Gu planned to let him follow the rhythm and not hold him back.
Soon after, the fish bones slapped the fish's tail and hit the water surface. Boss Zhou occasionally knocked the broken bones. There was no rhythm. Lu Yin felt uncomfortable hearing it, but they themselves enjoyed it.
The heaven and earth resounded with roars, from the dead skulls, who stood on the top of the castle and sang and danced wildly, attracting countless skeletal creatures to cheer. The world was full of enthusiasm, even the water was boiling, and the air was vibrating.
Time passed day by day, Lu Yin closed his eyes and listened quietly to the exhausted music. From not caring before to feeling uncomfortable later, to now, decades have passed.
For decades, Yugu and Boss Zhou did not disturb him and allowed him to sit by the river.
Lu Yin heard them talking and felt that he was in the way, so he composed a tune first and then asked him to cooperate, just like when Lu Yin first challenged them to enter the castle, Lu Yin took out the tune and asked them to cooperate.
He dragged the entire team down.
He was wrong from the beginning. He brought his own understanding into this world. In fact, this world has its own understanding of music. Whether this understanding comes from civilization or something else, Lu Yin can't figure it out.
, he only knew that the rhythm that he thought was unpleasant was exactly the rhythm of music in this world.
The music of the exhausted skull is really the sound of the nine heavens to the creatures of this world.
For decades, he has been listening to music, trying to catch the rhythm of the music of this world, and now, he finally caught some of it.
This music is letting go of oneself.
Human Factors
Because it has emotions, it is complex. The music created by people comes from emotions, so many people feel sad or happy when they listen to the music. But the music in this world is just the opposite. They are letting go of emotions and pursuing themselves, just like those creatures tearing apart
It's like transferring life form to bones.
Life forms have changed, skin and flesh have faded, cover has faded, and the spiritual world has also shed cover, pursuing the most instinctive rhythm. The more instinctive, the more beautiful it sounds, and the more it fits this world.
It can be said that these pieces of music are both music and Le Guan Ku’s stripping away of the essence of the world.
When Lu Yin figured this out, his mental walls suddenly rose.
He knew that he had grasped the context, and he knew why he had always been slow and slow for so many years.
When looking at people, things, and objects, and understanding one's state of mind, the path is correct, but the path has to take turns. What he needs to see clearly is not only the understanding of external things, but also a clear understanding of himself.
Xiangcheng's internal and external appearance had actually been telling him this, but he couldn't see clearly.
The state of mind he thought he had in mind was just an external understanding. The most obvious understanding of himself was the reminder brought by Chu Songyun's apprenticeship, which turned him from an ant into a flying bird. However, he has not been able to become an adult for so many years because he has not
Really see yourself clearly.
In the beginning, human beings are inherently good. He had never understood these six words.
Everyone is born with nothing. As time goes by, layer after layer is added, layer after layer, wrapping the self so tightly that even oneself cannot untie it.
Lu Yin stood up and raised his arms, as if embracing the world.
He knows what he should do. He must continue to untie the shackles layer by layer and release the last layer of shackles.
The instinctive self talks to the world in its own language.
Chapter completed!