Movement 4: Humans tell me (3): No explanation (two in one)
"A good time?" Blind
Fan Ning searched for this phrase in his memory.
In his mind, on the second day after arriving in the South, after the caravan set off from Baquerizo Port, he studied the teachings of the Fanghui Temple on the carriage and listened to Luna's talk about the folk culture of "The Song of Awakening":
"Theoretically, as long as it is during the 'Flower Ceremony' and within the scope of 'Tiya City', any performance or singing by people may successfully awaken Him and trigger strong illusions and resonance, and the Southern Kingdom will completely start the summer."
"Mr. Scheele, you must try it! Once you receive the highest level of blessing from the Fanghui Temple, the clergy will calculate an 'auspicious time' and invite you to become the 'Flower Flower' on a certain day in September.
You are a guest at the ceremony, and I am the first person who has ever extended a courtesy invitation to you..." At that time, Luna was dreaming about winning the crown.
"So," Fan Ning briefly recounted the content to Qiong, "literally, the 'Auspicious Time' is the day after the beginning of midsummer when the 'Flower Ceremony' event is held."
"In this case, after Viennese successfully awakened with "Prelude", it does not seem to be a strange and unexpected thing for the lady with short red hair to have the keyword 'good luck' in her congratulatory words."
"Lady with short red hair?" Qiong's calves tensed up when she heard this, and she sat up straight. She was blind.
From her perspective, because the revelation picture was very blurry, she had not grasped this detail before.
"This person is most likely 'Miss Scarlet', or a guest who was under her control back then."
"I've been wondering why, in this scene alone, I could vaguely sense that it was a 'soul twin' relationship."
"It seems that there was also a problem in the midsummer of 875 in the Southern Continent. Just like in 914 this year, the 'Awakening Chant' track that opened them was affected by the pleasant listening session enshrining the 'Red Pond'. I was a little confused, opening it like this
Will midsummer cause any special changes or accomplish anything special?"
"This is exactly what I want to ask you first." Fan Ning said, "Before, at the piano in Saint-Accionne Hospital, after I reproduced Viennese's "Prelude" amidst the sound of birdsong, a ball suddenly appeared under my feet.
What exactly is the mutation?”
"Now that I think about it, it seems like an echo." Joan said.
"Echo?" Fan Ning thought about it, "What you mean is that the sudden danger of dissolution is the same as the 'Echo of Light' that I made of 'Guidance of the Fierce Sun' and the 'Expansion and Contraction of Echo' that resists external impacts. It's the same as Xilan's
When traveling through the star realm, the principle is the same as when you open a door on a wall. Is it a 'sense of disobedience' leaked from the movement?" Blind
"Yes, an extremely strong echo of the 'pool'. What I felt at that time was that the surface of the world you were in suddenly became thin to the point of being almost perforated, and the mysterious substance overflowing from the flow came out like a runny egg...
..." Qiong held her chin as she recalled carefully.
"If according to the classification of occult academic research, the person who has knowledge corresponds to nine levels, and the people who know the knower and the orderer who pass through the door are the next six levels, that kind of intensity
That is nine plus six equals fifteen...a fifteen-level 'pool' influence! Its source is too close to the height of the Hui Tower dome, enough to trigger the personal intervention of a certain Lord of Witnesses."
Fan Ning showed a trace of suspicion on his face:
"Could it be that the 'Auspicious Time' is not only the date of the 'Flower Ceremony', but also has another layer of mystical meaning, such as... the name of the echo of a certain 'pool' is also called the 'Auspicious Time'?"
"But regardless of its role, the sense of dissonance caused by the reverberation is temporary and cannot be sustained even for 24 hours. The reverberation brought about by a formal performance of the "Prelude" band forty years ago will have an impact in any case.
Not until now..."
"No, you forgot that echo has another purpose."
Qiong raised her little face to look at him, with purple door hinges opening and closing in her eyes. Blind.
"It can be used to make curse seals."
Fan Ning's eyes were fixed.
He looked at the bloody footprints on the ground, pondered for a moment and finally spoke:
"The real title of the Prelude is 'Afternoon of the Faun'. The fact that Viennese was able to write it is directly related to the Mr. F we met in the small town of Watznay."
"Afternoon of the Faun..." Joan thought about the relationship between the metaphorical meaning of this title and the listening experience of music.
"That's all I can say for the time being." Fan Ning added, "Maybe the connection is a bit strange. After all, in your opinion before, there was only the 'Miss Scarlet' factor, and now there is Mr. F..."
"No, it's not strange." Joan reminded, "You forgot about the gel membrane that caused your reentry deviation. The tampered D minor chord on it is related to 'Miss Crimson', but when this thing was delivered to you, it was
Sylvia and Vasius promoted it, and Mr. F was a member of the 'Truth Snake' organization associated with the latter." Blind.
"No matter what, Mr. F needs further investigation and analysis." Fan Ning nodded slightly, "The last experience in the small town of Watznai may be due to the nature of the dream, and the memory is always a little blurry. I always feel that there are still some details.
Not excavated…”
"I'll contact them first to discuss a few important matters, and then I'll continue to talk to you about the issues in the Southern Continent alone."
Fan Ning intentionally isolated some information because there were some matters in the Southern Continent that would do no harm but no good if the two people of Tioleon knew too much about them.
Under the threat of occult investigative techniques, few things are 100% safe.
He glanced at the candlesticks on the corridors on both sides and put the thread of inspiration into them.
The next moment, two figures appeared on the left and right sides of the first row of mahogany chairs, facing the two people sitting at the front of the podium.
"Caron, good evening, Joan, I finally see you!!" Sheeran, who was wearing a white dress, saw her best friend finally showing up, and she was almost so excited that she rushed towards him. Blind
Joan, who has become more and more calm as usual in recent days, saw Xilan's excited expression and movements, and the corners of her mouth curved in a long-lost arc.
"It seems that the problem of knowledge pollution has been solved, right?" Roy asked with a smile. In the dream, her long hair was combed out in waves, and she was wearing a pure white tea set of the same color as Sheeran.
skirt, but a piece of extremely thin and light rose-colored gauze was wrapped around the neck.
"It's difficult to simply say whether this problem is solved or not." Fan Ning's expression was hard to explain, "You will know after you turn your head and look behind."
"What's going on?" "This..."
The two people who had just fallen asleep were still in a calm mood, but when they saw the bloody footprints on the ground a little behind, their expressions changed instantly.
"Item 1, hurry up and contact us." Fan Ning frowned, "As for Mr. F, I need to continue to analyze this dangerous person related to the 'Truth Tiger' organization, mainly in two aspects: First, whether he can still
Recall some details from the last experience in the small town of Vatznai; secondly, whether there are any new intelligence developments related to Mr. F in the Special Inspection Office in the past ten days."
"Is it still the small town of Vatznai..." Roy tapped the tip of his nose with his palm as if to recall, "This memory in the wrong time and space is not as clear and distinct as the waking world. Every time I recall it, it seems to be wrapped up.
It’s like a layer of yarn with strong adhesion.” Blind
"First it was issuing license plates, and then there was a search for prohibited items." Sheeran was also recalling, "After that, I only remember an episode where Carolyn's baton was taken away, and Mr. F was handing it back.
We chatted for a few words casually, well, that’s about it for the whole contact process.”
"What were we talking about?"
"It seems that so and so is also a musician?"
“Who has listened to whose work?”
Everyone said something to each other, but none of it was complete and clear.
"If you feel the need to delve deeper, you can try to use the 'braiding and splicing method' to go back." Joan spoke at this time.
The dark wooden box containing the remains of the "Hidden Lamp" was thrown from her hand and floated into the air. Blind
"I never felt it so clearly before," Fan Ning said, "But what I didn't expect now is that the traces of Mr. F's actions actually existed at that time in Vienne. So, what is the 'braiding and splicing method'?"
Qiong explained: "The memory deep in the dream is like a dark room. One person's memory can only light up a small corner, so the rest of the place cannot be seen clearly. But if there are four or five people holding lights at the same time, different
The halos diverge and overlap at different locations, and it is likely that everyone will be able to see something clearly."
“To a certain extent, group events that have passed away in the long history of history are relatively more difficult to distort or erase than individual events because they have more witnesses.
This time, it happened that all four of us were present, even the 'Hidden Light' was..."
Xilan listened quietly to her best friend telling the secret of "Huang". Although Qiong was unable to directly use the power of "Huang"'s secret technique after the twist, her understanding of the corresponding heights of the climbing path was still the best in the world.
There are few people who can compare with it.
"We are still asking for the divine power of the 'Winter Wind', but this time we use the remains of the 'Hidden Lantern' as a ritual vessel. The rest of the ritual tributes are similar. There is also a special link that requires everyone to continue to chant a more profound 'Desolation'
The prayer, the following is its secret teaching..."
Performing secret rituals in the shift is usually more concise than in the waking world. Many tedious links used to gain the attention of the Lord of Witness can be replaced, merged or even skipped directly using symbolic or metaphorical techniques.
Soon, the four people occupied the four corners of the altar in a diamond shape. What was special was that everyone stood with their heads bowed and held an additional burning candle in their hands. Blind
After Qiong took the lead in reciting the preliminaries and praying keywords pointing to the past of the Weird Art Museum, a deathly black light suddenly leaked out from the gap in the dark wooden box.
They darkened the local light golden mist, turning the space occupied by a few people into a mass of shadows in the darkness.
An invisible cold wind blew through the church.
"I must be ahead of all departures, as if they were all behind me, like the passing winter..."
Fan Ning held the candle, read the first paragraph according to Qiong's instructions, and then extinguished the candle with his palms.
Green smoke emerged from the gap between his fingers. What was strange was that the brightness around him not only did not get darker, but instead reflected some things that were originally unclear in the dim space surrounded by the four people.
In a narrow and low hall, there was a corridor leading upwards on the inner wall. Fan Ning saw another version of himself, the version of himself in the historical projection, standing at the fourth step. He turned back in shock, and stood beside him.
The one wearing a top hat is Vasius Blind.
Fan Ning knew that this was the moment when he discovered that the "old days" were in Mr. F's hands.
The other three people also saw it.
"I must live in the poignant ending, be more silent, more peaceful, and return to pure relationship..."
Roy recited the second paragraph and also put out the candle he held with his palms.
She saw another version of herself pointing a gun at Julius, and there were several strange town residents beside her.
"I must be the ringing cup that was broken in the sip, here, among the dead, in the country of residual wine..."
Sheeran read the third paragraph, and her halo reflected another part of the town's residents, as well as a pile of flashlights and a baton in Mr. F's hand. Blind
"I must count myself among the wasted, musty and mute deposits, erasing the count in the indescribable sum of perfection..."
When Qiong finished reading the last sentence and put out the candles, the wooden box of the "Hidden Lamp" wreckage began to oscillate, and the dim brightness around it became visible and became fluid and loud.
"Your thing? It seems to be a baton?" Mr. F said.
"I'm used to carrying it around with me. I'm a musician." Fan Ning stared at his face and spoke calmly.
"I am also a musician, especially interested in expanding sound effects and harmony systems. Now I am studying the connection between overall art and mysticism." Mr. F said.
"..." Fan Ning looked confused and didn't speak.
"Can't you remember?" Mr. F suddenly raised his beard and smiled, "Actually, this group of people today is quite interesting. At least three of you have listened to my music." Blind
The historical picture that was originally "illuminated" together should end here.
The perspective of the other three people is indeed the same.
But Fan Ning suddenly found that all the lines began to move and reorganize like a shuttle.
In a daze, he saw in the WeChat chat history on his mobile phone, a section of Fan Chenxun's oil paintings on rocks of all sizes. They seemed to be used as "parts" of stone to build some kind of large building or sculpture.
His mind flashed back to one of the few video calls before time travel, in which Fan Chenxun and a bunch of other hired people took a group photo with several financial backers who looked like fighting nations in South Asia and India.
There was a name with a Russian flavor that suddenly came to his mind.
F. Alexander Nikolayevich...blind
Finally, there is a close-up of a man.
High-collar white shirt, pure black suit, plaid tie, no glasses, cloud-shaped short black hair, wide and raised beard around the lips...
It's Mr. F.
Fan Ning suddenly felt a little familiar, not because he had met before, but because he was familiar with her before they met for the first time.
This person's image began to lose part of its "resolution" and gradually faded and became "painted".
Finally, it was "embedded" into the dazzling white light similar to a computer screen, and merged into one with the avatar of a certain entry.
"Boom!!!" Blind
Dazzling white light suddenly engulfed everything, and then black and blue bruises appeared in the field of vision that lasted for several minutes.
When Fan Ning saw the church clearly again, the altar had long been dismantled, and the other three people were looking at him with worried and doubtful eyes.
"Mr. Fan Ning, why have you been in a daze for so long?"
"Any new discoveries?"
"What is Mr. F's identity or background?"
Fan Ning opened his mouth when he heard this, but there was no sound.
New discovery?…blind
Did he should have thought of this earlier, or was he unable to think of such a thing?
Also a musician? Holistic art? Mysticism? Expanding the sound effects and harmony system? Fan Chenxun’s overseas orders?…
Have at least three people present heard the mysterious chords in the fragments of the sound sequence?...
Hehe, hehe...
Fan Ning was struck by an absurd and chilling feeling. He didn't know whether his guess was right or not, nor did he know how to explain it to his three companions.
Because he now seriously doubts that Mr. F is the Russian pianist and composer Scriabin, the author of the so-called "giant multi-dimensional art work" "The Secret Realm of Apocalypse" in his previous life!