Fan Ning is not very good at studying the mysterious properties of surging matter, so he still has to rely on Qiong and the school's elixir master Cindia.
As time continued to pass into the night, it was often easier to determine the mysterious properties of pure and sufficient extraordinary substances. Qiong quickly determined that the flower-like substances and green crystals in the elixir did have the effect of assisting in the slow repair of the spirit body.
As for the isolated "candle", since it comes from the pigment found on the walls of underground buildings, everyone naturally speculates that it is a product of human body transmutation under strange sacrifices - a kind of "fountain in the painting" that can be depicted
"Extraordinary dye of the image. Following this speculation, it can be inferred that pigments of other colors may be able to separate extraordinary dyes of other phases.
What deserves most attention now is the "derived" phase components similar to radioactive substances in previous lives.
After a series of attempts by Joan and Cyndia, they discovered that this extraordinary component seemed to have the property of "softening" the structure of flesh and blood by "softening" the spirit body.
This world also has a history of nearly two hundred years of cultivating rat creatures for anatomy, natural science and related occult experiments. Several rats were fed different doses, and the light and shadow outside their etheric bodies became loose and swaying. And in the opposite direction
After they are subjected to strong emotional stimulation or exercise coercion, their bodies begin to show symptoms similar to those of workers, such as internal and external bleeding, skin peeling, and facial features disintegration.
"So, why are there no abnormalities in the two principals now?" Qiong asked on the carriage home in the early morning.
"If I'm not wrong, it's because they didn't use their extraordinary abilities during this period of recuperation." Fan Ning said, "Its function is to 'soften' rather than 'destroy'. It just makes the spirit body more susceptible to deformation or tearing.
The unstable state, for ignorant people with weak souls, as long as they are over-emotional or overworked, it will immediately affect the flesh and blood level, causing devastating effects... The spirit and soul of a knowledgeable person are independent and will not be so fragile, but
Once extraordinary abilities are used, some unexpected changes may occur as long as they exceed a certain low limit... So I just added another letter to Roy."
"Spiritual 'softening agent'... let's call it that. The source can be found in the Relatim Chemical Trading Company, in the pigment factory of the Llangevni Almshouse, and on the walls of the underground building of the Alchemist Association..." Fan Ning said to himself.
Thinking like this, "Either they are from the Harmony School, or they are the Transcendental Club that secretly has a benefit transfer relationship with them... What is their purpose? The huge profits of the watch factory are one of the reasonable motives, what about the other one?..."
"Caron, I remembered a detail." Sheeran said suddenly.
"Um?"
"Do you remember the smell we smelled when we first entered the paint factory?"
"Smell..." Fan Ning recalled briefly, "Plant aromatherapy and steam fan ventilation? I remember I asked him, and his answer was very calm. I didn't think his emotional body expanded and radiated towards the astral body.
the trend of…"
It is difficult for ignorant people to hide their lies on major issues from the spiritual perception of "Zhu", even those who have received professional anti-interrogation training.
They can control expressions, breathing and heartbeat, but they cannot control the spirit body and cannot perfectly cover up the fluctuations of the emotional body and the astral body.
Sheeran said: "Stanley explained the reason for the ventilation was because the paint manufacturing process smelled bad, and he didn't lie, so you didn't notice anything strange."
"You mean..." Fan Ning reacted, "The bad smell actually means..."
It's similar to the one behind the secret door. Maybe it's the stench caused by the transformation of the human body?
It makes sense logically. The spirits of those who served as sacrifices were first softened and then turned into paint.
Are there still people participating in the weird ritual that took place at the hospital where the museum was built more than 20 years ago?
"This may also have something to do with the door." Qiong said, "I suspect this is also a spiritual experiment conducted by the Harmony School."
"Spirit experiments related to doors? For example...the 'Gate of Seven Lights' that Benjamin said contains a lot of knowledge?" Sheeran asked.
"It's not just that." Qiong's eyes were filled with thoughts, "There are so many unknown doors in the Hui Tower. Since the key to the door held by each knowledgeable organization is its core hidden knowledge, then
This means that seeking new keys is also one of the core goals of every organization..."
"One of the most common forms of a key is the 'self', which is to use various means to shape one's own spiritual body into the shape of a 'key' - this is a delicate and dangerous transformation that is slightly
The deviation can range from becoming a lunatic to a madman, or can lead to sudden death or turning into a pile of flesh and blood."
"So I'm wondering, would it take... a lot of trying to figure out a way to achieve the desired transformation? Because of the chaos of the occult realm, such attempts might be violent, or exhaustive.
"
"...a very high possibility guess." Fan Ning agreed with this.
The silver-white "derived" phase substance is a pre-requisite "spiritual softener".
The purpose of the transmutation sacrifice may not be simply to please the "Fountain in the Painting", but also to use a large number of poor people and laborers to conduct spiritual experiments to screen out the correct way to shape the key... Of course, these two purposes may still be
Of the same nature, the way to please Him is to pursue His knowledge.
The sacrifices that took place in the workhouses and underground buildings were radical and crazy. As for the factories... what the workers encountered may still be "mild doses of testing", with the purpose of obtaining some auxiliary data through their physical changes.
"This method of acquiring knowledge in an inhuman way is really in line with the characteristics of the Harmony School..."
Even if the thoughts are a little darker
Are the organizations in this world that have done such things limited to the Harmony School?
"I think what I just thought was too hasty." So Fan Ning said, "It's not a good idea to ask the Guidance School to dispatch the police and security bureau to seal the Llangevni Workhouse tomorrow. At least wait until we return from the imperial capital, and wait for the door to open.
It would be safer for Luo to come back from vacation."
Thinking that the investigators of the Special Inspection Bureau had been tainted, and that even high-ranking and knowledgeable people like Sternikai had been tainted, Fan Ning now became more and more afraid of these lunatics.
"Let's have a good rest today. The train will be at 10:30 tomorrow. You can still have a little sleep in the morning."
A few minutes later, the carriage stopped at the side of Lenvan Avenue. Fan Ning and the two girls got out of the car after saying good night to each other, and watched the carriage disappear at the end of the street heading to the Lenia district.
After entering the apartment, Fan Ning took off his clothes and changed his shoes. He went straight to the second floor in the dark, followed the raised metal pipe near the bedside with his hand, and turned the switch in the center of the grid on the bedside table.
The light of the gas lamp illuminated the entire bedroom, with black wooden floors, an old upright piano, a shabby and tidy single bed, a pile of messy music scores on the piano, and musicians Giles and Kashunich hanging on the wall.
portrait and two other landscape paintings.
Since Xilan was promoted a few months ago, he has moved back into this apartment. However, with the office of the Guidance School and the permanent conductor's office of the Music Academy, the utilization rate here is getting closer and closer to that of his student dormitory.
After Fan Ning washed up, he first prepared to practice the piano for a while, but the broken piano quickly made him feel bored, so he turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.
"When traveling to the imperial capital, I don't seek merit, but I seek no faults. Complete the performance tasks smoothly. It will be even better if I can make more money from the pre-sale of records."
While sleeping that night, Fan Ning dreamed of scenes that had appeared frequently recently:
The renovated and reconstructed Turner Art Hall has opened, with a dazzling array of artworks and crowded galleries...
The steam train bound for St. Taranburg whines, the scenery passes by quickly outside the window, and the carriage is full of passengers...
In the brightly lit concert hall, all the musicians of the symphony orchestra were ready, and the gentlemen and ladies in the audience sat attentively...
At a certain moment, he will step on an invisible thing like a "switch" or a "trigger", and then find that the eyes of everyone looking at him are as terrifying and extremely ancient as the "truth snake".
And when you use the dream control method to drift into the next scene, the same thing will happen at a certain moment.
Because he felt too uncomfortable, he gave up exploring Migong tonight after repeating it three times. He slowly controlled the scenery to become blurred, and gradually transitioned into a deep, dreamless sleep.
The next day, the sun rose as usual.
"Woo!——"
The body of the steam train bound for the imperial capital, Santa Ramburg, was covered with carbon slag and black ash, billowing smoke spewed out, and its huge, lengthy steel body began to move inch by inch on the rails.
Lu directly reserved the first four consecutive numbers of this train for everyone. Numbers 1 and 2 are first-class carriages, and numbers 3 and 4 are second-class carriages. There is also a small unnumbered storage area in the middle for enlargement.
musical instrument.
The first-class carriage is brightly lit and luxuriously decorated. Eight large red leather sofas that can be reclined are divided into four groups, placed in pairs facing each other. Snacks, drinks and playing cards are placed on the lacquered wooden table in the middle. The sofa borders are sliding
The thickly woven algae-patterned door curtains are tied at the corners with golden ribbons.
The four sets of seats in Car No. 1 were given to Fanning, Kaplan, Sheeran and Lu himself, while Car No. 2 was given to the vocal chiefs.
In fact, each group of sofas is more than enough for four people, but like Car No. 1, it seems a bit too spacious for only one person in each group, so Qiong ignored her ticket at the back, sat next to Sheeran, and started
Enjoy snacks.
"Good morning, everyone."
"Good morning, Mr. Fanning." "Good morning, Carolyn."
Fan Ning, who was wearing a neat black dress, put his documents and belongings in his place and greeted everyone.
"How did you sleep last night?" Then he sat down opposite the two girls and asked softly.
"I slept well, but I had a bit of a nightmare." Joan slurped the straw in the drink cup.
"You ate quite full earlier, but you're just a little hungry." Sheeran deliberately imitated her words, and then answered seriously, "...However, I also had some similar bad experiences, which were vague and only had some feelings and emotions. When I woke up,
Afterwards, dreams are forgotten very quickly."
"Trigger sense? Gaze sense?" Fan Ning frowned and spit out two phrases.
The two girls nodded, and Sheeran added: "...an invisible sense of trigger, an unintentional sense of gaze."
"After you check in at the Imperial Capital, please be careful. I will go and count the number of people again."
After Fan Ning finished speaking, he got up from the sofa, moved to the side aisle, and walked towards the back of the car.
Roy, who was sitting on the sofa at the door of Car No. 2, was flipping through a thick book "How to Read Orchestral Scores". When he saw Fan Ning coming over, his eyes were filled with smiles and he moved a little inside to make room for him.
Location.
"Professor Fan Ning, good morning." Sitting opposite was another girl with long blond hair.
"Edith, congratulations on being the real second violinist now." Fan Ning sat down and responded with a smile.
She is one year younger than Roy and was one of Roy's previous recommendations. She held the same position in the premiere of Fanning's "Symphony No. 1".
"Thank you." Her voice was a little shy.
The three of them chatted for a few minutes.
"Miss Roy, how are the two principals?" Fan Ning couldn't ask in detail in public.
"I received your work letter, two letters in a row," Roy said.
"You have some changes." Fan Ning nodded, then stood up with a smile.
Roy, who was holding the coffee cup, blinked one eye at him slyly and proudly, then regained his composure and quietly looked around.
Fan Ning began to continue counting people.
The second-class carriage was covered with slightly dusty and old carpets, and there were narrow double sofas with armrests on both sides of the aisle, but only one musician or staff member sat in each row.
Kaplan had done an inventory in the waiting room and before getting on the bus. Fan Ning's purpose was mainly communication. He would sit down and chat with everyone from time to time to understand their personal thoughts and psychological dynamics.
For Fan Ning, a permanent conductor and senior student who is similar in age to them, everyone's understanding of him has gone through a lot of changes during this period. This is not only reflected in their recognition of his outstanding musical ability, but also in their admiration for his principled approach.
A leadership style that strives for the interests of everyone.
People who can only draw cakes are the targets of secret ridicule wherever they go.
And although Fan Ning seems to be very strict about attendance, he never procrastinates. He has clear rehearsal goals every day. As long as everyone starts on time and maintains high concentration on training, it is common for them to complete the task and leave the show in advance. There is a lot of fun
In the end, I found that the overall time seemed to be less than the rehearsal time of "Moyang Gong" in previous years.
Moreover, Professor Fan Ning is still the same age, so there is no generation gap when communicating on various popular topics in the empire.
Many girls may want to add that Professor Fan Ning, as a young and handsome gentleman, has the best image among the orchestra conductors in major schools!
Most musicians have already regarded him as an object of worship and following.
This is reflected in the fact that every time he sits down next to a musician to chat, everyone's expressions are very excited and lively. Even the students who are taking the seats will turn their heads, looking eager to join in the chat.
"No abnormality has been found in everyone's mental state yet." Fan Ning had been very alert since the moment he went out today. He scanned the bodies of the musicians with his spiritual sense and slowly checked the posts for more than an hour.
Finally, I wandered to the end of Car No. 4.
This is the last section of the chartered car. Starting from Car No. 5, it is the public car where the stranger is.
Although it is still a second-class seat, it is obviously not as spacious as the half-occupancy rate here. The top hats of gentlemen and ladies are all high and low.
Fan Ning's conversation and inventory work naturally ended here, but just before he turned around at the end, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar face.
The gentleman was sitting in the middle of Car No. 5, facing him. Half of his pocket watch was exposed from the upper pocket of his thin black jacket. His features were low and glum under his tall hat.
Special Inspector Joe Wasius?
Fan Ning's initial intention was to pretend that nothing happened and go back to inform his own people about the situation.
But the eyes of both parties had already met, and the other party's face was paralyzed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly twitching.
So Fan Ning thought about it and walked over calmly.