Movement Six: Love Tells Me (9): Join Huita! (2-in-1)
Not far away, next to the recording equipment console, He Meng and Gang suddenly opened their eyes, while the other investigators tensed up as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
This group of people got involved in the investigation of the Southern Continent much earlier than Fan Ning.
I also weighed and examined the works of Scheler and Senesino for a long time.
They naturally understood that the mystery contained in the first movement of Scheler's work, "Poem of Awakening," was already deeply entangled with the knowledge from the "Red Pond."
Just the opening chapter will directly push the "pool core" activated by the source god into the intense "production period"!
However, they had no clue as to how this dangerous process would be manifested before, and they were unable to investigate all the mysterious factors behind the pleasant listening session. The number of casualties on their side during the entire ceremony was completely unknown.
Depends on on-the-spot response ability.
But at this moment, the witness symbols of blood and palms suddenly hung everywhere in the church.
"Yiyong road sign?" Gang looked around at the surrounding heights with a stern expression.
Even low-level knowledgeable people are aware of the mystical function of Shifting Road Signs.
——The "path back to the dream" is recorded in the form of a "secret contract", thereby guiding the dreamer to a relatively fixed location, thus ensuring that he can see relatively specific things and knowledge, and obtain the mysterious resources he needs.
The two also noticed that there was a light background color on the paper, which was thin orchestral score ink. Perhaps the ignorant could only see it if they got closer.
"Vien's "Prelude to the Afternoon of the Faun"?" He Meng thought of the clues he had found in some past investigations of esoteric activities.
Nearby, a few of the guests closed their eyes, and then, it seemed as if some spirit body floated into these moving road signs, and the rings reflecting the spatial coordinates began to float and rotate violently in the air.
The air became plump and juicy in the next moment, as if water would flow out if a needle was pressed hard.
Although Fan Ning closed his eyes while conducting, he also felt this sudden change.
He remembered the retrospective witness talisman that had been suddenly tampered with at the foot of the old piano at St. Agenzia Hospital last time and almost dissolved him.
"Congratulations and hugs from 'Miss Crimson'?"
He solved some doubts that he had noticed in previous discussions but had not yet been fully understood.
"The influence of a fifteen-level 'pool'! Its source is too close to the height of the Hui Pagoda's dome, enough to trigger the personal intervention of a certain Lord of Witnesses."
"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 the sense of dissonance caused by the echo is only temporary and cannot be sustained for even 24 hours. How can the echo that was realized with the "Afternoon of the Faun" as a prayer forty years ago affect the present?..."
"No, you forgot, the echo has another purpose." This is Joan's voice.
"It can be used to make curse seals or trace past road signs."
"Zi la..."
The knife made a crisp sliding sound on the porcelain plate.
Count Massenego raised his knife and cut off the fragrant meat strips from a large steamed lamb on the dining table.
Effortless, not awkward, and feels extremely silky and smooth.
The fragrance is inexplicably familiar, as if it is a bit similar to the "Seven Blessings" in flower delicacies, and also a bit similar to the fragrance of essential oils on ladies and ladies.
But in short, the lamb tastes tender, delicate and sweet, and the juice is rich.
The dishes presented by the waiters later were as delicious as the flowers just now, but compared to the petty platters before, the feast now was obviously more comfortable.
"Ding--"
Several diners nearby stretched out their wine glasses without looking at each other, causing the wine to splash.
The host has begun to accompany the guests to the feast, while the investigators are busy among the equipment and pipelines everywhere.
"What if Scheler notices the change and stops playing?"
At this time, Gang looked up at the back of the tuxedo on the podium and asked slowly.
"As the core of the command of the celebration, no matter whether Scheler or Senesino is chosen, he must continue to explore along the knowledge and questions he threw out at the beginning." He Meng briefly looked up from staring at the knife marks on the equipment.
"Is it as uninterruptible as methods of invoking the invisible power such as invocations or mystical rituals?" Oka asked.
He Meng and her looked at the front of the podium together: "According to the birth law of the 'Chi' phase, the blood of childbirth is destined to flow from the birth of the taboo, and the cost of violating or interrupting the process will only be higher."
"The Southland is destined to be a polluted or torn birth canal. Scheler's value as a person is not higher than that of the entire Southland. But since such a high price has been paid, the leader will not cause new losses unnecessarily.
As long as Scheler is a smart man who can listen to advice and does not add variables indiscriminately, his own safety is guaranteed."
On the stage, under the continuous weak beating of the timpani, Fan Ning stroked the beat calmly and restrainedly. Under the dissonance of the echo of "good luck", the tip of the racket seemed to have smashed something wet that seemed to be liquid but not gas.
.
No one noticed the slight expression on his lips.
He signaled the bassoon and bassoon to come into beat.
"Humming."
They blow out a mellow bass melody with smooth lines and vibrato.
"dawn."
The following fragments of notes flashed through Fan Ning's mind.
At the same time as the second hum appears, the flute and clarinet enter the beat.
A high-octave double tone jumps in, and the morning light penetrates the clouds.
"Lust!" Fan Ning pointed to the trumpet, and at the same time, the golden light of the star spirit body flourished.
The musicians followed immediately and roughly, blowing the four notes of re, fa, la, and #do on the gel membrane, and hovering over the most dissonant and sensually exciting #do.
"call out!!--"
One of the row of ceremonial broadswords hanging on the wall was snatched by his invisible force and fired towards Renela standing in the left corner of the podium!
The melted, soft and juicy air was pierced by the afterimage, and red juice splashed out.
"Pfft."
The sharp and broad blade goes straight into the heart.
"This lunatic!" Oka started to get up, ready to take action.
Just now we were discussing about "listening to the advice", but Scheler suddenly became angry and angry, with his hands free when he was conducting on the stage!
Although these esoteric cultists who worship the "Red Pond" can be considered a game aspect of the action plan, the plan has been laid out until today, on the eve of the birth of the evil god, and everything is still unclear. This kind of inexplicable move is likely to add variables out of thin air.
"Let's observe it first." He Meng frowned and said.
"Mr. Scheele knows a lot about 'violence'."
"It's such a pity that I never slept with you."
Renela smiled sweetly, and a small amount of blood spilled from her chest and dripped down her red dress.
"bravo!"
Directly below, a diner raised his knife and fork and spoke inarticulate Janus praises while chewing.
He is indeed an excellent helmsman to welcome the arrival of the "Great Mother"
"Who wants to learn? I will teach you personally." Fan Ning smiled coldly.
From now on, the Southern Kingdom is no longer the original Southern Kingdom, and the people and things are completely different. In the past few days, he has long observed that, except for the order enforcers, such as Li or Master Lucter, even the senior leaders in the church are not the same.
Gradually going crazy.
There is no other performance occasion that can suit the primitive, chaotic and violently contradictory artistic conception of the first movement as easily as today.
An excellent foundation for advancement into the Insightful One.
Only by fighting hard enough can you get a chance to survive when you jump over the chasm!
"Humph." He raised his right hand slightly.
The bassoon's psalms in praise of pastoral scenery are revived.
"Thrilling!" He glanced at the viola part of the score with his peripheral vision.
A gray D minor chord tremolo plays from the front left.
"Lust." "Hum."
The two opposing motives reappear in the tremolo, and their positions are subtly interchanged.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!——"
Six consecutive broad swords were rolled up by his invisible force and pierced directly into the chests of the diners at the banquet in front of the stage who had "echoed" from the road signs. Senesino was also among them, and the two Fanghui Temples
The clergy are also among them.
"Ascension."
Fan Ning's eyes were like torches, his inner rhythm was advancing accurately, and his right hand was waving in gestures.
The cello and double bass, which had been silent for a long time, played a very fast upward scale with fff intensity, and then suddenly became stagnant, pulling down the third note.
“Da da da da da da da/ta————da————da————”
Welcome new life from the breath of complete stillness.
"Hammer!"
The last note, timpani, big and small snare drums and brass pipes all fell down. The hilts of several broadswords seemed to have been hit by giant objects, directly driving the men and women into the wall behind!
The strange thing is that these people didn't resist.
"Twenty-six pleasant fruits, seven punishments, nine gardens, four penances."
Archbishop Fields, who was holding a goblet and drinking among the distinguished guests, looked morbidly excited at this time. He actually used "Skeleton Song" as an entry point and began to publicize the secrets related to the "pool", but
A forbidden teaching that is completely different from the mystery of "Fanghui Poet".
"The number of temptations in the 'pool' is twenty-six, and the number of pain is seven. This means that temptation is greater than pain, but pain is its essence."
"The first pain of 'Chi' is childbirth, because childbirth occurs when pleasure and pain combine; the seventh pain is thirst, nothing like the unsatisfied expectation that grows over time, and the desire of our pleasure maker grows more and more.
Complexity is enough to erode the laws of the real world, and it will definitely turn pain into appetite..."
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On the ceremony stage.
Fan Ning, who was dealt a cruel blow, remained unmoved at all and continued to control the band's vocals with precision and passion.
The tonality changed silently, the theme was continued to be written by the horns and trumpets, the intervals jumped up and down, the rhythm was stiff, and the cold and violent characteristics became more and more obvious.
As for the subtitle that comes in a flash, the oboe and violin immediately present a sleepy melody, with a hint of delicate singing, similar to the wind blowing through the leaves, or the weak calls of birds or other animals...
Violence and pastoral inspiration are violently juxtaposed, running in parallel and alternating cycles.
Confrontation and evolution take place with strange and complex rhythms, tense sounds, and extremely profound laws, just like ancient rituals controlled by some mysterious power.
"Zi la..." "Zi la..." "Zi la..."
The atmosphere of the ceremony increased in the recapitulation of "The Poem of Awakening". The Count of Marseille at the banquet began to cut the steamed lamb on the table more excitedly and quickly together with many carnivorous tongues.
In a dazed moment, Masai Negu suddenly felt that the lamb skeleton lying nearby after being eaten seemed a little larger than what he usually saw.
Several pairs of arms with bulging veins pushed it aside, and then the roasted suckling pig and roasted elephant turtle were violently swept away.
"Ding--" The diner next to him clinked glasses of red wine with him with greasy hands. This person turned out to be Bishop Carlestini.
Then just abandon the knife and fork and tear up the stewed tender meat with your hands.
Juicy, lifted up, entranced, chewed.
Masai Negu thought of the lady who was second from the right among the leading dancers of the "Flower Ceremony", that beautiful woman with a round face who had the possibility of being in love with each other. Her eyes were filled with misty and passionate moisture, which should have faded away.
The oil should be soaked in, and the necessary vegetable and fruit leaves should be covered.
In fact, at the banquet, almost all the ladies I had investigated at that time were present. Those ladies and young ladies who had many servants, held regular gatherings, and took baths and cares after dinner.
"Under the high tower, in the watery night, the elegant knight sang love songs to his sweetheart, and the beautiful lady looked down at him... In the gorgeous palace, the elegant noble girl lay on her side, and the singer beside her
Play the piano for her entertainment..."
"After a long silence, the knight confessed his love to the lady and swore allegiance to her. He obeyed her orders, accepted her favor like a fief or a medal, and constantly used heroic deeds to prove his loyalty..."
Speaking of which, this relationship is false, hateful, ridiculous, and destined to be overthrown from birth.
The waiter's cart made a grunting sound again, headed by a super-large nut chocolate snack. Crispy nuts were hidden in the rich black hot cocoa. The aroma was steaming, the taste was rich, and the oil was fragrant and sweet. In addition,
There are also the Palmyra Ranch beef king ribs that are fried brightly, the charcoal-grilled Paragodos tortoise that requires two carts to be carried side by side, and the tender donkey meat and large sea fish sashimi that are cut into rings and plated raw...
…
Marseille's mood and appetite are still high. He has achieved the count's purchase of an official position a few years ahead of schedule, and is one step closer to breaking the hypocritical etiquette of "court love" tonight.
The guests also continued to eat, enjoying the unique flavor cooked by the "sevenfold blessing" and soaked by the "good times". In the blink of an eye, the ingredients revealed their inherent, if real, texture.
The sweet crimson color and the jade-like white array make them feel that there is no difference between them, and they feel nothing at all.
At another banquet, Troya's heartbeat was as intense and hot as a roller coaster.
The fragrance that I have never smelled so deeply, the one that has been familiar and yet unfamiliar, admired and awe-inspiring for several years, can only be seen from high towers or during banquets.
"Crackling——"
Amidst the sound of shattering dishes all around, colorful large and small cloths were thrown away, fruits, vegetables and flower petals were crushed everywhere on the red carpet, and red wine, juice, soup and juice were flowing everywhere.
The "auspicious moment" has arrived, and the nearly 10,000 hosts and guests in the crimson church have gradually entered a state of excitement in this sensory feast. One party has been immersed in the secret taste of the "sevenfold blessing", and the other party has accumulated the entire life.
The comfort and sorrow of "elegant love".
At least, I never thought that sacred areas could actually be intimate, some were smooth and flawless, some were smooth and soft, and some were filled with hot love.
Since even the Southern Kingdom is no longer the Southern Kingdom it used to be, and all the humanities and products here have been infected, then the most important "Flower Ceremony" is no longer called the "Flower Ceremony".
The hosts and guests were not sure what they had done, but they were sure that something had happened that had never happened before, and even if they did not remember it, the witnesses from high places would remember it, as would the heirs who were about to be born and the fragments left behind.
Will remember, in their scariest sleep tonight.
He Meng suddenly recalled fragments of certain taboo literature.
That was not yet in the Southern Kingdom, but some kind of obscure and vague record reported by Uflansel in the Northern Continent when the Guidance School was searching for the secret meeting point of the Joyful Listening Club.
This ceremonial process of welcoming the "Red Pond" seems to be called the "Meat Appreciation Sacrifice"!
"What did you feel?"
"Scheller didn't do anything with the direction of musical interpretation, did he?"
The music of the Awakening Poems was competing with the harsh and exciting screams, and Gang suddenly noticed that He Meng's eyes were rapidly passing through the colorful windows around the church.
In the center of the recording equipment console, a long and narrow scimitar is inserted into the ground. It has a golden handle, a black sheath, and a cyan ribbon wrapped around it. Some kind of knowledge like oil and electricity wraps this space.
Live and move.
The people in the Special Patrol Office were obviously fully prepared and received special protection from Pogorelic, minimizing the impact of the contaminated ceremony on their sanity. Of course, the more important premise is that they are not from the South Country.
people.
"That's impossible. He can only follow this proposition and deduce it." He Meng shook his head, "But I seem to have discovered what is special about the Southern Continent..."
"No wonder the leader judged that the Southern Continent was irredeemable and could only be used as a price."
They discovered that as the "meat sacrifice" was going on, the scenery outside seemed to be collapsing and breaking!
Even in the night sky where there is no "actual scenery", there are densely packed dark red holes!