Soon, Ms. Moon finished reading the contents on the letter paper.
There are roughly four points of effective information that can be extracted from this letter: first, the name of the person writing the letter is Uriel; second, there seems to be some gap between Uriel and Gulemo; third, Uriel recorded
A piece of music called "Black Sheep Confession Song"; fourth, Gulemo was invited to perform this piece of music.
Other information can basically be ignored. In Ms. Moon's opinion, the most important information is the third point.
——Information about the musical score "Black Sheep Confession Song".
And what is very strange is that Uriel said that "Black Sheep Confession Song" was not his original creation, but that he got it from a dream.
But what kind of "dream" it was, Uriel couldn't tell clearly.
"If Uriel is not talking nonsense, this is probably abnormal." Ms. Moon pointed at the "dream" on the letter and said.
Mr. Taiyang pondered for a moment and said: "Generally speaking, abnormalities related to dreams are very rare. Because the dream world is relatively illusory and far away from the material world."
"Most of the anomalies related to dreams are caused by dream-based beings."
Such as dream eaters, nightmares...etc.
"But leaving music scores in dreams doesn't seem like the work of a dream monster." Mr. Sun: "Could it be music left by a dream wizard?"
"But if it is related to wizards, why does the extraordinary aura contain information from the nightmare world?"
Mr. Taiyang was also a little confused for a while.
Is it an anomaly in the dream world or an anomaly in the nightmare world?
Ms. Moon also thought it was strange: "We can't figure out the reason just by thinking about it. Just go to Uriel and have a look."
Although there is no record of Uriel's address on the envelope, with their ability, it is not difficult to find Uriel.
Mr. Sun thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, all the answers should be found from Uriel. Let's go see Uriel!"
Now that they had made a decision, they did not delay and immediately split up.
Mr. Sun came to the study and restored the layout. The harp music score was related to the anomaly, and he would definitely take it away.
However, they would not deliberately affect the lives of mortals, not to mention that this mortal was an artist they admired. Therefore, in order to avoid being discovered by Gulemo that something was wrong, Mr. Sun directly copied a piece of music score.
The content is still "Black Sheep's Confession Song", but it's not the original version.
On the other side, Ms. Moon came to the lobby on the first floor and prepared to leave with Juanjuan.
As soon as she arrived on the first floor, she saw a scene that gave her a slight headache. Wen Juan was sitting on a big sofa, surrounded by fat and thin kittens of various colors.
It looks like an imperial cat obsessed with beauty.
Being obsessed with beauty is actually nothing to Ms. Moon.
The point is!
The other kittens were taking a nap around Juanjuan, and Juanjuan seemed to be affected by the kittens around him. He yawned and his eyelids slowly drooped...
Just when its tired eyelids were about to close, it suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing into its eyes, and the next second, its upper and lower eyelids seemed to be glued together, unable to close at all.
Wake up instantly from sleep.
Weary's confused eyes regained focus, and when he took a closer look, it turned out that it was not the eyelids that were glued together, but that Lady Moon walked out of the moon-shaped boundary and forced its eyelids open with her hands.
"You promised me, don't sleep!" Ms. Moon opened its eyes and blew air into them.
Juanjuan: "...your mouth smells so bad."
Seeing that the tired eyes had regained consciousness, Ms. Moon let go of her hand and gave it a big slap on the head: "You have a problem with your sense of smell. People say my mouth smells good."
Weary eyes narrowed: "Who is this other person?"
Ms. Moon glared at Juan Juan: "I want you to take care of it! Get up quickly, we have to change places."
Stretching out her hand, she held Juanjuan in her arms. Without waiting for Juanjuan's reaction, Ms. Moon returned to the moon-shaped realm.
A moment of inversion of space.
When Tired came back to his senses again, it was no longer in the warm castle hall, but in the forest of the Night Mountain.
Behind her is Ms. Moon, and next to her is Mr. Sun, who has been waiting for a long time.
The mountain mist blew and it was bitingly cold.
Weary couldn't help but shudder, and the hazy sleepiness completely dissipated at this moment.
"Just left like that?" Juanjuan: "Have you already found the anomaly?"
Mr. Taiyang nodded and handed the music sheet to Juanjuan: "This should be an abnormality."
Juanjuan stared at the music score for a few seconds, then frowned: "It's... the breath of the nightmare world. But it's a bit strange, it seems to have a bit of the dream world?"
Mr. Sun and Ms. Moon were stunned for two seconds and looked at each other: "Are you sure you still have the smell of the dream world?"
Juanjuan's perception of the underlying logic is no weaker than the two of them.
Even, because Tiredness stays in the Prophet's Temple all year round, his knowledge may be stronger than theirs.
This is also the reason why Mr. Sun will hand the music score directly to Juanjuan.
What they didn't expect was that Juanjuan gave an answer that surprised them.
They all sensed the aura of the nightmare world.
They didn't notice the smell of the dream world.
But they didn't think Tireout was talking nonsense, because Uriel clearly mentioned in the letter that the music score was obtained from dreams. This may indeed be related to the dream world...
Juanjuan: "I'm not sure. It's like the smell of the dream world, but it's a little different."
Tired, he shook his head for a while, then nodded again.
It thought about it carefully and finally gave an ambiguous answer: "It's difficult for me to explain this feeling in detail, but you can understand it as the smell of fish and the smell of Houttuynia cordata."
Both fish and Houttuynia cordata have a fishy smell, but they are essentially different.
This is also Juanjuan’s perception of music scores.
It feels like the aura of the dream world, but it is different from the real dream world. In fact, the aura of the nightmare world is not the same as the real nightmare world.
But after all, Tiangjuan has never been in contact with the nightmare world. It is more familiar with the dream world because it has spent most of its life in sleep.
Therefore, it can only dare to conclude that the dream world on the music score seems similar but not similar.
"It seems like but not alike..." Ms. Moon and Mr. Sun looked at each other.
They can understand the meaning of tiredness, but they don't know why this happens.
Among the major special worlds, the ones they have the least contact with are the dream world and the nightmare world.
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I probably won't be able to figure it out no matter how much I think about it. Just ask Uriel directly." Ms. Moon sighed.
Juanjuan said in confusion: "Who is Uriel?"
"He is the owner of this piece of music. Well, he should be considered the owner." Ms. Moon briefly told what happened on the third floor.
After listening to it tiredly, I was not surprised at all. Obtaining music scores in dreams is nothing new.
Dreams are mostly bizarre, even deviant.
In a dream that is completely different from reality, what you feel and come into contact with is all novel, and may even be an explosion caused by inner depression.
In this situation, it's common to have a burst of inspiration.
If you have inspiration and you can compose music, composing music in your dreams will naturally happen.
Juanjuan: "But having said that, do you have Uriel's address?"
Mr. Sun and Ms. Moon shook their heads at the same time.
"Then how to find it?"
As soon as Juan Juan finished speaking, he saw Mr. Sun and Ms. Moon looking at him at the same time...
"How about you come and smell it?" Ms. Moon suggested with a smile.
Juanjuan was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something. He furrowed angrily and broke away from Ms. Moon's arms: "I am a cat, not a dog!"
Ms. Moon spread her hands and said innocently: "I didn't say you were a dog. What I meant was that your nose is more sensitive than ours."
Juanjuan frowned coldly: "You can also use the remaining pheromones to search for it."
To be continued...