musicians of old

Chapter 430 The Sixth Movement Love Tells Me (9): Join Huita! (two in one)

"What is the situation outside?..."

Fan Ning, who was pushing "The Poetry of Awakening" to the end, opened his eyes for the first time because of an abnormality that exceeded expectations.

This circular venue is surrounded by the audience on all sides. His eyes passed over the banquets, the hosts and guests who stared, opened their mouths, feeding and being eaten, and fell directly on the table tens of meters away. There are several painted windows on the walls.

From this angle, a small part of the field of vision is architecture, sculptures and sea of ​​flowers, and most of it is the originally clear and beautiful night sky above.

Now they peel off, like water-soluble paint being washed away by a splash of cleaning, or thin, flammable drawing paper touching red-hot steel.

Fanning even felt that his whole body was slightly shaking and sinking.

It is the feeling brought by the overall movement of the building, like those low-intensity earthquakes that are difficult for ordinary people to detect.

For a moment, he had a vague and unfamiliar sense of sight about the layout, movement, and display of the red church.

This kind of strangeness is based on the premise of having a sufficient understanding of the venue in the early stage, just like the weird hallucinations produced after staring at familiar Chinese sentences for a long time.

In other words, the experience of "getting lost" during the journey in the southern country is very similar.

"What is this country..."

Fanning's instinctive command action continued.

"that person!?"

But when he was distracted from his thoughts, he unexpectedly saw a diner at the banquet in front of him, whose figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air within two seconds!

One of the nearly [-] guests who had never met before.

Combining all the observations, Fan Ning had a premonition in his heart that this person would not be the only one.

At the lower part of the wall on the side of the ceremony stage, Renilla's snow-white neck was covered with splashes of scarlet, and she laughed twice at this moment.

Then he raised his head, pressed his head against the wall, and spoke to something that did not exist in the sky:
"My lord's return of true knowledge is imminent, and the 'holder of the No. 1 key' has also been led here. Please also ask God to learn to remember this grace and promise."

"What you see, Mr. F will know, and He also knows." The messenger's indifferent voice floated from nowhere, "You and the audience will take off the bandages, dissolve the dreams, and separate the keys, and He will automatically release them." You ascend completely to higher ground."

"Mr. Scheler is so knowledgeable about 'love', the process of dissolution must be easy and joyful." Renilla laughed twice again.

Mr. F?The Academy of Gods?Holder of key number 1?Several people in the Special Inspection Office frowned, and Fan Ning heard the conversation with a part of his mind.

"The leader has already guessed that there is something wrong with the revitalization of the true knowledge of the 'Red Pond', because none of the other six artifacts of the source gods has such a phenomenon." He Meng was thinking in his heart, "The secret religious activities in the joyful listening session do have deeper ' The behind-the-scenes organization', from today's point of view, is this sudden appearance, enshrining the 'Mantra of the Word', 'Noon of the Moon' and other unknown heretical witnesses, the Descending Society"

"The 'Snake' organization behind Mr. F is called the God's Descending Society?" Fanning heard this name for the first time.

Combining and comparing the two lines, the ins and outs finally became clear in his mind——

40 years ago, Viern was recommended to the Southern Continent by the "token" of Vassius' parents, and was tampered with by the skull drilling operation. , leading to "The Afternoon of the Shepherd God", under some unknown means, the Lord of the Witnesses behind the Academy of Gods Descended activated the true knowledge of "Red Pond", the poet fell, and "Miss Scarlet" took advantage of the opportunity of the premiere to access the "Great Fortune" when" echoes...

40 years later, the divine power of the "Fanghui Poet" has fully decayed. Driven by a series of events concocted by Benjamin, Vassius, Sylvia and others, the "gel fetal membrane" has passed into his own hands, so "Missing" into the southern country while escaping... and the southern country has already undergone a dark change, "Miss Scarlet" is chasing the dream together, and the symphony I wrote in this country is entangled with the knowledge of "Red Pond". inevitability...

It really is the "be careful of the snake" in Fan Chenxun's chat records.

Three times, about the strange dream of Lan Xing and the school girl, the sudden dissolution next to the piano in St. Athene’s Hospital, and the unknown monster that surged up behind him during the search of the bathhouse. ...

One of the purposes of this is to...

"Who holds the key number 1?"

"Key No. 1. This doesn't look like an ordinary door key. Besides, I haven't produced the key yet, so it sounds like..."

"A museum key?"

Fanning suddenly recalled an event that was too early.

That was the first time he saw the art museum key left by Vincent hanging around his neck when he and Sheeran were trying to "reproduce music" in the piano room early in the morning on the second day.

Its color is a bit black, and one side is engraved with a rough relief similar to a spear, and after being turned over, the other side has a small vertical protrusion, which looks more like an Arabic numeral 1.

It can't be "1", right?What the hell is this! ?

It can gather endless brilliance, and it can be manifested in the astral layer of ordinary lucid dreams, and it can also be manifested in one's own secret realm, but it just cannot be taken out outside.

And before I met Mr. F in the Weird Art Museum, I somehow forgot it in the Qiming Church. This is something worth pondering...

After sorting out his thoughts thoroughly, Fan Ning closed his eyes again, and he continued to dissect the instructions he personally made in the score to each voice part.

He spent so much time dealing with himself that he even merged his fate with the misfortune of the southern country?
It seems to be an accidental factor, but this group of special patrol officers who intend to contain "Red Pond"?

but……

"Want to dissolve me with 'Love is a question'?"

"Who gave you the confidence in the 'Red Pond', thinking that my understanding of the mystery of the 'Pond' is so primitive and low-level?"

Fan Ning's invisible force grabbed the broad sword and pulled it out!
"Pfft."

A fountain of blood bloomed from Renilla's chest.

"You and I are the cornerstone of a banquet, and it is joyful to be torn apart. You and I should give life, you and I should take life, and you and I should never be satisfied..." She was still smiling and talking softly, her wounds gushing endlessly The degree is even worse than that of the former "broker".

"bravo!" "bravo!"

The diners who were slurring their mouths once again expressed their sincere respect.

As the conductor who presides over the ceremony, he is also the host of other banquets.

"Stupid stuff!!!"

Fan Ning glanced at it coldly, and then instructed the two timpani to play roll and triplet hammer respectively.

"Even if the 'Red Pond' descends on the Southern Kingdom, even if the personality is the gap between the mortal creature and the Lord of Witnesses, you are still only worthy of being the basis of the 'Poetry of Awakening' on this proposition!"

At the end, Fanning's baton spit out like a serpent's letter.

The stormy ascending scales of the string group and the wind group seem to be "pulled out" from his hands, while the left hand, with a stronger force, instructs the harp part to blow out an airtight counterpoint texture !
"Keng!!"

The palm fell from the slimy air, and the "Wake Up Poetry" ended with a strong attack of the F note spanning 6 octaves.

And at this moment, Fan Ning's spiritual body directly fell into a dream, tearing apart the star world with the "unfallen fire" signpost memory, and directly reaching the core of the "basin area"!

The scene is darkening, and the intensity of the lighting above is accentuated.

"Ok?"

Fan Ning knew that under the strong connection of the thread of inspiration, falling into a dream would not affect the subsequent performance, but as soon as he arrived at the destination, he found that the stage, musicians, church, banquet, guests... …All the things in the waking world can still be "visually" visible in the movement, and the relative positions have not changed.

Just like in the original dream group image, an extra layer of "50% transparency" independent layer is pasted!

"This is indeed a bit strange... Huh, what a sublime and magnificent scene." Fan Ning, who had no time to think about it, looked up at the sky the next moment.

Then he realized that he had misunderstood Huita's image in the past.

Looking from the "Ring Mountain Area" or the "Basin Area" that is not so close to the center, the Hui Tower seems to be a tower-shaped light curtain that was born on the surface and rushed into the sky, but now Fan Ning is standing directly under the glow, gazing at the height, found that its base was not born on the surface—

The dark curtain danced layer upon layer in the sky, and the surrounding celestial fragments shone like crystals, while the violent light from the slowly rotating existence in the depths of the sky illuminated a huge reverse vortex or funnel in the sky!
Strange or holy knowledge hovers in the shape of an airflow, and crystal-like rules of action or structure are precipitated above.

The enigmatic light of temptation shrouded Fanning, he no longer hesitated, spiritually responded directly with the knowledge of the first movement "Poetry of Awakening".

"Caron? What are you doing? Haven't you finished making the key yet? Haven't you been aware of the pollution and haven't sorted it out yet?"

Suddenly, a series of questions from Joan sounded in his ears, with a questioning tone in his voice.

"While being promoted, those who are behind will be controlled." Fan Ning responded lightly.

"??? You?" The small purple figure that just emerged was stunned in mid-air.

Fan Ning did not guard against Joan's follow on her private journey back to the dreamland. With her strength, she can completely pull Fan Ning down now. However, Fan Ning's words obviously put her whole brain into a short-circuit state.

And the next moment, a feeling similar to "falling into the chariot" was manipulated by Fan Ning, and a strong white cyclone erupted, pushing his entire spiritual body up the funnel in the sky!

Waking World, in another layer of Fanning's "Translucent Vision," the band pauses between movements.

"Attention, the labor has already started!" Gang, who was in the audience, snorted softly.

After the end of the first movement, the indulgence of the "Masturbation" brings more changes.

The outside scene has almost peeled off and dissolved. If someone can stand on the roof of the church and look down, he will find that he can't see anything around him.

The mountains, rivers, oceans, rainforests of the entire Southern Continent, including the Fox Lily Field, were all gone, leaving only clusters of thick dark red mist billowing.

Of course, the only thing left with an actual view is the interior of the church.

However, wine, juice and blood mixed into a scarlet and viscous fluid, which began to accumulate a thin layer in the entire scarlet church. Due to the height difference of the terrain, the far part was deeper, and the near part was shallower, while the altar was temporarily untouched. .

Dozens of hundreds of people also disappeared into the air out of thin air.

He Meng stepped forward calmly, holding a cane, and carefully drew some gaps in the closed oil layer interface formed by the "blade edge", in order to achieve some kind of profound internal and external balance.

All the investigators took their positions in the containment altar, holding various candles or sacrificial vessels.

The pickups, consoles, and dense wiring harnesses of the recording device began to emit twinkling red lights. By receiving the musical content of "Summer Noon Dream", their mysterious characteristics will gradually be reconciled into the "red pool" container.

In the 30 seconds, when the music disappeared, the screams and gasps of the church were still exciting and piercing.

Finally, the quiet plucking of stringed instruments sounded.

The oboe blows out the swaying and melodious A major theme, which is then followed by the clarinet, flute and French horn.

Fan Ning clenched his fingers into a fist at one point of the beat and pressed down slightly.

The development of the music idea stopped abruptly at 18 bars, and the melody went downhill in the second half of the play.

The key of A major suddenly turns into the key of F-sharp minor. It used to be soft flowers dancing happily under the summer wind, but here, without any warning, it turns into a scene of sad individual withering.

The second movement is "The Flowers of the Prairie Tell Me".

Ann, who is sitting behind the harp, has not yet appeared on stage. She has a sense of the chaotic banquet scene in the church and the scenery that no longer exists outside the window, but her eyes have never left the figure on the podium.

"It turns out that the end of the world is coming..."

Miss Nightingale seemed to have found the reason for her previously unknown sense of panic.

"Ding dong~~"

In the 30th bar, the harp plucked two sets of crisp and ethereal decomposed chord arpeggios.

"Why are they so passionate, so fragile, and so quick to regenerate?"

"Flowers are low-level in the world of living beings, but they are high-level compared to emptiness and chaos."

"The opposition of 'Awakening Poetry' is rough and sharp, and it still exists here, but they were written into two aspects of the same theme by the teacher, and they began the first tentative integration, right?"

The burning scenery on the Hubaihe field, the warm and beautiful sea of ​​flowers, the withered and reborn wonders after being crushed, and the words discussing the concept of this movement with each other, have always been vividly discernible in her heart.

"You don't need to read any more, I'm about to compose all of these into the music."

There is also the scene where he strides down the hillside while his clothes are fluttering, and the white figure in the twilight seems to be mysteriously blending with all things in nature.

"In this work, I will redefine all kinds of sounds in nature, first from the appearance of the world, then to the will of the world, and finally let the whole world sing and sing for it!"

Move, the sky, the dark night and the violent light.

Fanning, who responded with the first movement, has already soared to the entrance, facing the huge inverted funnel cyclone at the base of Huita, the escaping incandescence on his astral body is about to dissipate.

A little farther away, at the beginning of the climbing path of the "candle", the "this gate" of the "Gate of Light and Shadow", the light and shadow leaked from the gnosis are twisting and changing.

"The second movement, the birth of 'being' overcomes the blankness of 'nothing', rise! Enter the door!"

The "rough chariot" that was about to collapse was injected with new discussion vocabulary by Fan Ning, and the entire astral body shuttled directly, opening the skin of the "Gate of Light and Shadow"!

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"Boom!—"

In the thick dark red mist, the red church floating like an isolated island, suddenly the tables and chairs vibrated, the lamps shook, and the cups and plates rattled.

The base of the entire building seems to have been raised by a level!
(End of this chapter)