Chapter 112
"Mr. Bell, what are you thinking?"

Edu, who walked up to the second floor, looked at Bell who was repeatedly reading the notes of the military musicians, and was a little surprised.

After all, the previous Bell had always maintained the speed of flipping through the pages of the book, and basically did not stop to think deeply like he does now.

"The author who wrote this note is awesome. Among the notes of these senior bards, he is unique. He listed all kinds of problems and his thoughts rigorously and meticulously, without hiding anything at all. idea."

I also read a lot of notes in the library, but only the notes of the military music player are the most valuable to Bell. This book can be called the treasure of the library.

Edu didn't have a clear understanding of this point, and he couldn't understand many of the notes here.

There is no way, I suffered from the loss of cultural level.

The notes of the general musicians were collected, and Bell went downstairs to accompany Edu to familiarize himself with various instruments.

At this stage, Edu, who has not yet decided what musical instrument to practice, decided to try various musical instruments first to find out the feeling. Bell also followed him in this process to become familiar with the sounds and effects of various musical instruments.

"Speaking of which, those better musical instruments are worth thousands of gold coins, can you afford them?"

"If I can't afford it, I'll use a lesser instrument to make the transition. If I can't afford it, I can make do with a castanet to help beat the beat."

Through the bard's notes and what he had seen and heard during this period, Bell knew exactly how much a good set of musical instruments was worth, and it was basically impossible for a pauper like Edu to come across a good musical instrument except in the conservatory.

"Speaking of which, can I make a magic instrument?"

After a day of study, on the way home from Edu, Bell wagged his tail and thought about it.

He observed many magic instruments and found that although the materials of these magic instruments were different, they all had the characteristic of resonating magic power.

If I use magic materials to make musical instruments, can I make similar magical musical instruments?

Bell had some doubts in his mind. He desperately wanted to dismantle the magic musical instrument in the conservatory, understand its structure, and use [Fire-loving Wisdom] to strip away the traces of magic.

But it's a pity that those are the objects of the Conservatory of Music, and Bell can't tamper with them.

"I don't know if the adventurers who died in the battle in Zhuhai had lost any magical equipment. If I dismantle and burn the lost equipment, I should be able to collect a lot of useful knowledge."

Depressing the idea of ​​building his own magic instrument, Bell quickly jumped to the roof of Edu's house after giving Edu a private lesson.

During this period of time, Edu has made rapid progress on the road of bard, and Bell naturally cannot be left behind. Apprentice-level bards are simply not enough for Bell, and it is time to go further.

"Using the remnants of time left in "Long Song Xing", the newly recorded poems must also be songs that are highly related to time imagery."

The spiritual power spread to the sky, and a large amount of magic power was gathered around him like a net. Bell had already thought about what kind of poetry he would burn.

He had sung Shixian's "Seventeen Songs of Autumn Pu·The Fourteenth" before. The talent of Shixian shocked the world, but Shixian's poems were not suitable for matching and echoing the remnants of time.

He is wild and unrestrained, regards the passage of time as nothing, and rarely laments the passage of time.

On the contrary, the poetic style is known for being ethereal and even weird, with strange imagination, eloquent diction, colorful changes, and deliberate innovation, but it has left a famous piece in praising time.

Poet ghost Li He.

He is also the pinnacle in the field of poetry. His style is very different from that of poets. He often sighs bitterly and writes more ancient style poems and Yuefu poems.

And the poem that Bell is going to record this time is "Bitter Days Are Short" by Poet Ghost.

"Huh... Feiguang Feiguang, I advise you to have a glass of wine."

The mind is absorbed, and the flame rises.

In the state of [Fire-loving Wisdom], Bell quickly condensed the magic characters and burned them in his blood.

The first sentence of the opening chapter of "Bitter Days is Short" is not overbearing. It is just a No.1 perspective, raising a glass to invite the fleeting time to stay for a moment for a drink.

In Shi Gui's poems, time is alive, and it is an existence that can sit in front of oneself and drink.

It's just that the opening of this level still can't touch the remnants of time in "Long Song Xing".

In order to strip out the remnants of time in the images of spring and autumn, and the long river flowing into the sea, it is necessary to use more fantastic imagery, and there is no shortage of such imagery in "Bitter Days".

"I don't know that the blue sky is high and the yellow earth is thick. I only see that the sun is cold and the moon is warm, and it comes to fry people's life."

After chanting, the magic power around him twisted at an astonishing speed, and quickly condensed into one magic power character after another, which stuck to the surface of Bell's body and slowly merged into his body.

As the poem tells, the poet ghost does not know how high the blue sky is and how thick the loess is.The same is true for Bell. He doesn't know the whole picture of this world, nor the various changes inside and outside the universe.

When the poet ghost wrote this poem, the world he felt was completely different from the world Bell felt now.

The sun, the moon, and the stars move, and things in the world are different, not to mention the difference between the two worlds.

Only time flows arbitrarily in the thousands of worlds, unmoved by the outside world, and does not increase or decrease for anyone.It was the poet ghost who wrote this poem in the first place, just like Bell on the roof felt, it has always existed and never changed.

The cold sun and warm moon cannot touch the remnants of time, but the 'people' captured by it can.

As the burning subject of magic characters, Bell's body and spirit trembled crazily after the influx of characters one after another.

In a daze, he saw that his body was shriveled and his hair was withered. With the passage of time, he had turned into a lifeless corpse, and in the passage of thousands of years, he had completely turned into ashes.

In this world, words and language have power, and the process of burning magic characters is the process of Bell accepting and absorbing this power with his own spirit and body.

The words 'the sun is cold and the moon is warm, come to fry life' are so evil that even if Bell has the blessing of fire-loving wisdom, he can't tell whether he is sinking into the feeling of time passing, or is really dry. After sitting for countless years, it has turned into ashes.

It is also in this poem that the remnants of time that were previously hidden in "Long Song Xing" quietly poured out and merged into "Bitter Days are Short", making the meaning of the empty and empty time flow on it more perceivable and real .

It is also because of this real existence that Bell's consciousness sees through the phantom of time in himself in a trance.

The little bit of mental power that escaped from the illusion quickly mobilized the magic power in the whole body, and continued to burn the second half of "Short Days".

If you want to break the dry situation of time in "Bitter Days Short", the solution lies in the whole poem of "Bitter Days Short".

(End of this chapter)

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