Movement Six: Love Tells Me (5): Host and Guests (Two in One)
"Louis Vienne, an organist with great talent, devout faith and firm character, has always been troubled by eye diseases throughout his life - congenital cataracts. After the surgery recommended by Master Tarakani, the improvement improved and he moved to
Glaucoma reoccurred at the old museum site, and improved after traveling across the ocean for treatment. Finally, when I returned home, I was contaminated again and my eyeballs were pierced with tableware..."
"The eyes are the windows of spirituality, and what we see in the waking world will also affect the observation of dreams, so it's like someone wants Vienne to see reality and dreams clearly, and someone doesn't want him to see them.
Qing, so the game always goes back and forth, and I can't escape the vicious circle of eye problems..."
"Specifically in the year 871 of the New Calendar, Vienne, who was suffering from glaucoma, traveled south across the ocean with his tokens, landed in the Southland from the Paradogos Islands, and received glaucoma treatment at St. Achonius Hospital. The method was left over from the Order of the Holy Wounds.
'Folklore': Cranial trepanation surgery..."
"The operation not only changed the 'positioning' of the token, but also changed Vienne's spiritual characteristics. During his recuperation in the hospital, he was at least promoted to a middle-level knowledgeable person, and he began to work on the 'Enlightenment Church' that he had always dreamed of.
More exploration, so he brought the remains of the 'old days' to the waking world..."
“In the spring of 875, a gentleman who called himself ‘Mr.
Master Tone, who was also recuperating in the hospital, was so impressed that he not only took the initiative to promote the premiere of the work, but also personally served as the harpist in the band..."
"The performance was a great success and the 'Awakening Chant' was achieved. After the curtain call, surrounded by enthusiastic fans, a lady with short red hair hugged Vienne and congratulated him. The content of the exchange included 'good luck', this person
Suspected to be related to 'Miss Crimson'..."
"Also, if the 'Fanghui Poet' has indeed died, it may have happened around this time."
"According to the courtesy of the South, the crowned Vienne was able to settle in the Fox Lily Field, and Thon also ended his recuperation at St. Achonius' Hospital and returned to his wilderness villa. There were many letters exchanged between the two during this period.
They were all discussing their illnesses - they were all suspected of being contaminated by the 'old days', but the manifestations were completely different. Vienne suffered from severe headaches and babble, while Tone seemed to have his creative inspiration suppressed..."
"Weien mentioned that Mr. F had suggested that he could go to a place to relieve the 'side effects' in the future. Tone had been strongly discouraging this idea, but in the end, Weien still went there because of the pain that was worse than death..."
"This specific location is the 'honey-producing passage' of the nine gardens. The direction they extend to coincides with the end of the church's garden complex - under the grass wall is still an endless field of fox lilies..."
"Several pieces of evidence make people doubt that there is something wrong with that vast and uniform area——
1. Judging from the relevant information brought by Luo Yin from the Northern Continent, the main form of activity of the secret organization "About Snake" is to instigate others to go to the abnormal zone;
Second, the Secret History mentions that ‘leaves and flowers’ covered the wounds of Macias after he was skinned, which shows that the field of fox lilies is just a ‘bandage’ in some occult sense;
3. The morphological characteristics of the nine gardens' honey-producing channels are the same as those of wells. According to the teachings of the Order of the Holy Wounds, the 'child mother' is the embodiment of wounds and insight, 'well', 'hole in the skull' and '
The holes on the instrument are integrated to a certain extent. She is considered to have considerable authority to 'guard the gate', and the 'Cracking Field', a secret realm of migration related to her, is also covered with plant-like vines and the surface.
The well that I descended is simply like a 'dream version' of the Fox Lily Field... So, what kind of thing can be 'guarded' by a Lord of Witness? This is very intriguing..."
"In short, Weien followed Mr. F's instigation and entered the garden as a visiting guest. At that time, it was the early stage of the abnormality in the garden. It had not yet had time to form a 'place of confusion', and the church was just preparing to seal the site..."
"Although we don't know exactly what Weien saw after he entered the abnormal area connected to the other end of the honey-producing channel, the fact is that he was copied in an incredible way, which was different from those that had been copied in the past.
Just like withered nectar, there may be a time difference in the actions of the replicas, or they may have conflicted with each other. There was only one Vienne who ran out immediately, and I don’t know which one it was..."
"Of course, this seems normal to the church, because as long as the first Vienne comes out, the number of people entering and exiting will be verified correctly, so the church ordered the garden to be sealed, and the other replicas, which were a beat slower, were stranded here.
, dried up and died one after another in the following years..."
"Before they die, their thoughts repeatedly include 'I don't know where I am', 'Don't believe anything I say', 'Including anything I do', which undoubtedly has a negative impact on them.
The lingering subconscious influence, so when Master Lucter recalled it carefully, he always felt that he had seen Vienne in the next few years, and that Vienne was indeed still in the Fox Lily Field in the next few years..."
"As for the specific content of these 'Don't Believe', it includes 'The Poet is Dead', including descriptions of the conception of Blue Star's famous works such as 'Bei Jiu', and also includes records of methods of 'relieving pain'. The latter kind of pain is
Vienne expressed it as 'the inspiration of the baton and the inspiration of another part of the mind dissolve into each other, and the brain and the spirit are full of holes'..."
"Weien believes that the palliative approach is to create 'medieval-style works' as much as possible, that is, similar to the 'baroque music' on Blue Star. This type of style seems to be relatively able to alleviate the conflict of 'other inspiration'.
But if you want to cure the root cause, you must find the secrets related to the 'God's Theme' in that 'abnormal area'..."
"More on, it's back to the normal facts we knew before: Master Ton died of illness, and Weien, the first one to come out of the 'abnormal area', returned to the Northern Continent as scheduled..."
"The overall timeline may be roughly the same, but there are still several details shrouded in mystery."
"Why does Mr. F instigate people to go to the Abnormal Zone?"
"What is the purpose of 'Miss Scarlet' appearing at the premiere of Viennese?"
“Why is Master Tone’s guitar ‘Yin Lilian’ buried under the bathhouse of Vienne’s former residence?”
"Is there a deeper connection between the 'Fox Lily Field', the 'Cracking Field' and the 'Abnormal Zone'?"
"Is the Vienne after returning to the country still the true form of Vienne? - From a probability point of view, the possibility is already very small - then a series of processes related to him after returning to the country, including the acquaintance with Teacher Anton, the condensation
The circulation of rubber membranes, the re-sealing of the 'old days', and even the record of the road signs of Qiming Church...is it still his original self-will that is at work?"
"Gulu lu lu hua..."
The bathroom was filled with the faint fragrance of wood. Fan Ning, who was lying in the red oak basin, raised a handful of water and poured it on his face.
The body feeling between warm and cool slightly cooled down the thoughts running at high speed.
He spread his arms, tilted his head and leaned down, his chest rising and falling slightly with the water's surface as he breathed.
So, it is now the eve of the "Hana Festival", and I am backstage at the performance of the Crimson Church, in the bathroom of the conductor's lounge.
After waking up from a nap just now, I did feel trance-like for a while.
However, Fan Ning gradually became convinced that he should not have lost his memory. What he had just recalled and sorted out was the timeline of Weien's trajectory that he had pieced together based on the information about the garden.
Even going forward, the various memories from these five or six days will be continuous.
This feeling is very strange.
If someone fainted a week ago and woke up a week later and could not remember what happened during that time, this is called "amnesia."
If you fainted a week ago and woke up a week later, and can remember your various daily activities during this period, this is normal and cannot be counted as the first "waking up" because you have woken up many times in the meantime.
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But Fan Ning feels that his current situation does not fall into any of the above.
I can clearly realize that I have been working and resting normally for five or six days according to my own will, but for some reason, I just felt like I "jumped" to the rehearsal room when I woke up from a nap.
If I have to describe it...
It seems like a certain "experience" in the process has been extracted and can't be found?
Why is this so?
But thinking about it carefully, after coming to the South, especially after midsummer has arrived, this feeling of being detached from the "experience" has been intermittent, but it is not as intense as this time.
"Wow..."
Fan Ning broke out of the water and sat up, lifted her wet legs out one after another, and stepped on her slippers.
He rolled himself into a dry bath towel and began to wipe his body.
There was no amnesia, absolutely no amnesia. He confirmed that after the cigar was burned out, he was indeed dragged down by some dizziness while standing at the entrance of the passage, but he soon woke up outside the mutated garden and saw him again.
I arrived with my two students.
Then everything is business as usual.
It's just that the "road conditions" in my mind are severely congested now. It just happens to be the first moment when traffic is "reopened". After leaving the garden and going back, the memory nodes of what I saw and heard are still popping up one by one.
What has happened throughout the Southern Continent in the past few days...
Fan Ning, who was wiping her hair with the front edge of the towel in front of the mirror, suddenly slowed down a little and looked a little more calm.
"Very strange."
Fan Ning, wrapped in a bath towel, opened the bathroom door with a creak.
He first opened the inner window with the best view.
The intensity of the sunlight at dusk continued unabated, and after the golden primary color was scattered by the sea of flowers in the field of fox lilies, a layer of scarlet appeared on the huge high walls, stone steps and columns of the church.
On the grand staircase of the red church below the field of vision, guests were swarming like ants. They held invitations that were still full after seven days, and after being checked and confirmed by the hosts, they couldn't wait to squeeze into the hall where the flower-viewing feast was held.
There were more people further away. Those who were not qualified to enter were holding the withered invitations and beating their chests and feet. Others were wandering back uneasily, or stretching their necks towards the entrance of the church.
The ground stretched out.
"Bang bang bang——"
There was a knock on the door outside the lounge.
Fan Ning closed the window and walked out slowly.
"Mr. Scheele, do you need them to accompany you in the bath?" came the voice of Bishop Castini from outside the wall, "Let me count, Lady Vanessa, the daughter of the Duke of Falla, and Dora of the Duke of Akobi's family.
Miss, Miss Bevney of Earl Fast's family, and even Miss Renella, the royal princess of Eleanor, and other guests have asked me to convey their wishes, hoping to accompany the people they admire to relax before the performance, haha... they don't
Would you mind asking a multiple-choice question..."
"I have finished taking a shower." Fan Ning put on a white shirt and responded calmly in the room, "Please let the musicians get ready. I will eat first and then go on stage."
"Okay." There was a pair of footsteps walking away from the door.
Within a few minutes, Fan Ning quickly changed into a tuxedo and trousers, and tied the rose bow tie on her chest.
He pressed the baton on the ground with his right hand, put his left hand on the door handle, frowned slightly, then turned it and pushed it away.
Then he made a slight sideways posture.
Several graceful figures came towards me with the scent of fragrance.
"Good evening, Mr. Scheele."
The beautiful young woman with a round face greeted her softly, her eyes seemed to be covered with tenderness.
"I really don't mean to disturb you, I just want to take a closer look at you."
Wearing a red one-line off-shoulder collar dress, the lady with short ear-length hair bowed Yingying. Her right hand was placed lower than her chest, which allowed a heavy snow-white scenery to be seen.
"Thank you for your hard work rehearsing." "Would you mind going to your room?"
"...Thank you for your love!"
When the girl wearing a pure white lace shawl and another blue-eyed girl with wavy blond hair saw Fan Ning walking away, they walked directly into his lounge with expressions of excitement and longing.
Then there was a burst of rapid and happy laughter and gasping.
"After they came out, they immediately cleaned up and returned to their original state." Fan Ning turned around and said after walking six or seven meters.
"No problem, sir." The two fat staff squatting in the aisle immediately raised their heads.
They were holding large bowls and spoons and were devouring the dishes. The bowls were piled with mountains of seafood noodles, sausages and eggs.
"Let me in for a moment!"
"I have letters! Lady Vanessa knows me!"
"Lady Renela still dotes on her loyal subjects!"
"I swear to the poet, I will only look at her once!"
“I’m just asking you to take my gift to Miss Bevney!
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On the other side of the cast and crew passage, at the stairwell held by a red line, four "flower-touched people" and a group of security personnel were facing the crowds of guests below who did not have enough status to enter the cast and crew backstage.
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The hoarse and earnest shouts were mixed together, hitting people's eardrums one after another.
"Da da…"
The corridor echoed with the sound of leather shoes hitting the wooden floor.
Fan Ning did not look back and continued to walk forward with a calm expression.
He knocked lightly on a room door.
"Who?" A girl's voice was alert and soft.
"It's me." Fan Ning said.
The door opened the next moment, and a rich fragrance of seafood mixed with the fragrance of pastries, fruits and vegetables wafted into the nose.
A bright, small restaurant with a dazzling array of steaming food and wine on the table.
Luna, who was wearing a small formal dress and an elegant silk scarf, held a piece of white bread in her mouth. After closing the door, Luna handed two more slices to Fan Ning.
Miss Nightingale was still wearing the blue evening dress, but the seat she was sitting on was not at the dining table, but on the sofa against the wall.
She stood up and poured Fan Ning a glass of cold water.
"Teacher, the situation has become more and more strange these days. Master Lucter hasn't looked for you again in the past two days?"