When Ye Qingxuan woke up, he found himself lying on a soft bed, and the emptiness and fatigue all over his body seemed to have disappeared without a trace. There is still a bitter taste in her mouth, it must be that Laura poured herself a recovery potion. I don't know if it is the medicine of evergreen or the blood crystal, but it is obviously a good product with a high price.
The tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and even the stench from the sewer disappeared a lot. But for some reason, my arms were a little sore and numb... Is this a side effect of taking the medicine
He rubbed his face and got up, feeling sleepy.
When he saw the note on the bedside, he suddenly woke up and felt cold all over:
—Dear little leaf, the hot bath water is in the bathroom, the rice is on the table, and I am in the library. Do you want to take a shower first? Or should we eat first? Or should you come over here quickly and explain what happened
In just a few sentences, the first half seems tender and very provocative. But when Laura wrote, every stroke seemed to be filled with infinite gloom and irritability, and the blood-red fonts stung people's eyes.
This is not a tease. If you don't handle it well, it will be a funeral post that will come to kill your whole family one day!
He didn't remember it until now.
Laura worried about herself all night, it seemed that she didn't even say thank you... No wonder she felt so resentful.
Don't mess with women, especially don't mess with women like Laura who can kill someone in a minute. The entire four-year history of blood and tears in Avalon proves this point, and Ye Qingxuan was also deceived by her to the point of ecstasy.
Thinking of this, he didn't dare to delay. He crawled out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. He quickly washed away the smell on his body and rushed out, then grabbed a few pieces of bread and stuffed them into his mouth. , rushed to the library.
…
Half an hour later.
In the silent library, the lone lamp was dim.
Ye Qingxuan sat on the chair, as obediently as a primary school student. Putting his hands on his knees, he smiled shyly and said nothing.
Laura's face was as dark as water. After listening to Ye Qingxuan's story, she picked up the black tea and took a sip. The porcelain collided, making a heart-stopping sound.
Between them, on the table, is an old-style top hat, quietly exuding an ancient atmosphere. The so-called "ancient aura" means that it looks powerful, but no matter how you think about it, it feels useless.
"That is to say, you spent the whole night wandering around last night and narrowly escaped death, so you brought back something like this?"
"right."
"What did those guys in the House take?"
"have no idea."
"What exactly is going on at the Royal Academy?"
"Not sure."
"Where did that Ripper come from?"
"No idea."
Then, there was a long silence.
After a long silence, Laura finally looked away, and Ye Qingxuan breathed out quietly, feeling sweat dripping down his back. Indeed, when I think about it carefully, I have been busy all night, and apart from bringing back a broken hat, I seem to have gained nothing at all.
Well, it's another thing to cause trouble for the House of Representatives, but it can't be justified if I didn't bring back some souvenirs when I entered the Shadow of Avalon, I just took a shabby hat.
"Look at the House of Representatives, they are like crazy dogs trying to grab this. Maybe it is some kind of artifact..."
"All the artifacts in the world are registered with the religious order. There are no more than sixteen of them. How can one more appear out of thin air?" Laura looked at him sideways: "Don't you think you have entered?" The Shadow of Valon just picked up something of the same level as the Sword in the Stone and came back?"
"Ahem, I just raised a possibility."
Ye Qingxuan picked up the hat and looked through it: "Look, this is an alchemy equipment after all. Why don't you come and identify it?"
"...My disguise is that of an ancient scholar, but not an alchemist." Laura rolled her eyes: "Why don't you put it on and take a look?"
"That makes sense!"
"Hey! Don't seek death!"
Ye Qingxuan actually began to think about it seriously. Although the possibility of committing suicide was very high, wouldn't it be a waste if he didn't put it on after spending so much effort to get a hat
After repeatedly checking that there were no evil traps or control movements, Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath and put the hat on his head.
There was silence, nothing happened.
Laura looked at him seriously, ready to destroy the hat if there was any abnormality, but Ye Qingxuan looked confused, twisted his neck, held up the hat, and changed several positions.
No situation whatsoever.
"How do you feel now?" Laura asked cautiously.
"It feels quite comfortable, and the size is just right!" Ye Qingxuan grinned, quite happy: "Is there a mirror here for me to take a look at?"
“…” Laura had the urge to kill him.
Ye Qingxuan pretended that nothing happened and listened silently.
He heard singing.
The boy's tender voice sounded from his ears again, like a dead soul singing softly:
"The emperor and his accomplices kidnapped the queen and imprisoned her in a dream. We have the power and the ocean, where should we wander... The bells have been ringing from the cemetery, do you hear the eerie tune? Respond to our call, Blood debts will be repaid..."
The song sounded faintly, and then disappeared without a trace, like an hallucination.
There is no doubt that this thing has some connection with the Shadow of Avalon, but what is the mystery in it, and what does that chilling song foreshadow
He couldn't understand.
The song disappeared after being sung once. No matter how much Ye Qingxuan waited, it never appeared again - just like the curse wrapped around the top hat left, the rotten atmosphere quickly dissipated, the dust shook off, and the wrinkled surface Restore smoothness.
It returned to its original dignified and elegant appearance.
On the inside of the hat, the dim and silent music lights up again, waiting to be awakened.
"It seems that this is its true form. What did you do?"
"I don't know. I just looked pretty. I think it should appreciate my pretending to be cool."
Ye Qingxuantian praised himself shamelessly, but when his eyes moved, he saw something on the inside of the brim of the hat. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and only felt a line of slightly raised text. Too much time has passed, and the material of the silver wire has turned black and is difficult to distinguish.
Relying on his sense of touch, Ye Qingxuan subconsciously read out that line of text:
"Manpower is limited, so you should stick to your limits."
This is one of the musician's oaths made by the three kings of the first generation, and every musician should abide by it. Just why is it so precious and important to be imprinted here. unless…
He was stunned for a moment, and his smile became a little stiff: Unless, this was its activation code.
Even if he put an alchemy equipment with a very strange origin on his head, he also carefully read out its activation code... This is simply not knowing how to write the word "death", and it is enough to be included in "One Hundred Stupid Ways of a Musician to Die" "The top ten.
He subconsciously wanted to take off his hat, but it was too late.
His vision went dark, and he only heard a crisp sound.
-Then the sky fell!
The experience at that moment was so sour and indescribable.
It was as if someone had taken an ax and made a big hole in his head, and then a large amount of something like mercury was forcefully poured in. A huge amount of characters and pictures flashed before his eyes, overwhelming him.
Heart seal inheritance
This should be the Heart Seal inheritance, but why is this Heart Sound inheritance so damn... driving people to death? Before he could react, he fell into a coma.
I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes in the iron bed and saw the pale light of the shadowless lamp.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"An hour exactly." Laura folded her arms and looked down at him: "You wasted another piece of my recovery potion."
"Feel sorry."
Ye Qingxuan rubbed his swollen forehead and stood up with difficulty: "My mind is a little confused."
"It seems that the inheritance of the heart seal is correct."
Laura looked at him with gloating: "The ancient alchemy equipment is not good at this, the load is too heavy, which school is it from?"
"Ancient...Stoneheart School...a sect that combines prohibition and change."
He retrieved the massive amount of information that suddenly appeared in his mind and said intermittently: "We guessed right, the top hat is their inherited gift, and its last owner was... the chief musician of the first generation of the Royal Orchestra, Ander. Lieutenant Casiraghi. Unfortunately, there is only so much information about the user in it. There is no more record of the Shadow of Avalon. The movement engraved on it is from... "Requiem"?"
He was stunned for a moment, carefully identifying the etheric movement in his memory, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "It's the "Requiem", that's right!"
"Which Requiem?"
"Which one else could it be? Of course it is the barrier set up by the Royal Conservatory of Music, and the "Requiem" composed for himself by the first Yellow King Mozart!"
Ye Qingxuan pumped his fist excitedly. This gain alone made the many risks he took and the experience of narrowly surviving death worth it!
Is it more than worth it? It’s a huge profit!
"Don't rush to be happy yet."
Laura poured cold water on the side: "Which piece does the movement above come from? It would be fun if it was the 'Day of Wrath'. It is a super-scale taboo movement that can only be played by more than three orchestras playing in the same tune... It takes the two of us. It’s not enough even if it’s dried.”
"Holy."
Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and sensed the ether fluctuations in the hat, "Its title is 'Holy One'."
"It seems that the effect is 'abandonment of protection'."
Laura was silent for a moment and nodded slowly: "One of the most famous cores of the Forbidden School is indeed very similar to the Stone Heart School. You have made a profit this time. It is the prototype of the scepter of the Forbidden School: creating an absolutely pure territory. , rejecting all foreign music theories. As a defensive piece of music, its effect is absolutely outstanding, and it can absolutely defend against a fatal attack. This is a life-saving talisman for musicians."
Ye Qingxuan suddenly became very happy: "Then I can be free from now on?"
"If you can afford that terrible expense."
Laura looked at him sideways, her eyes full of pity: "You can probably maintain that kind of field now... less than half a second, right?"
“…”
"Don't be dumbfounded. What else is there? What does the Heart Seal inheritance say?"
Laura asked: "The Stone Heart School has become extinct since its short-lived appearance in the era of King Arthur. Maybe the reason is hidden in the Heart Seal inheritance."
"Others? And..."
Ye Qingxuan retrieved his memory and recited solemnly: "magnet:?xt=urn:btih:WCJX3P5C5HZT26SKSHMWTD7WJW4LPM3Y... Huh? Is this the password?"
"It should be the result of converting notes into binary numbers and then combining them with music theory to make changes - in order to ensure that unrelated parties will not learn about the core confidential technology."
"It looks like a good thing! Let me drive fast... and get it done in three hours!"
Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up and he got up from his bed excitedly, regardless of the fact that he was still hanging on the recovery potion: "This routine from hundreds of years ago is now outdated. Where is the paper and pen?"
Laura shook her head helplessly, gave him the pen and paper, and before he spoke, she also placed a dictionary on the table that compared the changes in common language a hundred years ago with the current translation.
As a result, the room fell into silence once again.
Ye Qingxuan began to concentrate on cracking the code at a very fast speed.
Although after a long time, the transformation of sentence structure and music theory is a headache and there are many problems. But the deeper he went, the more excited he became, and his eyes almost glowed.
That kind of concentration, completely forgetting everything.
Next to her, Laura looked at his expression silently. After a long time, she sighed softly: "You are becoming more and more obsessed with interpretation. If this continues... don't you really want to be a scholar?"
"To be honest, I've never considered it."
"Huh?" Laura was stunned: "Never?"
Ye Qingxuan raised his head and thought for a while, then asked: "Laura, when you were a child, did you ever think about what kind of person you would be in the future?"
"..." Laura was silent for a moment and nodded: "Yes."
"Then it's similar to me. When I was young, I wanted to be a toy buyer. Later, when I became sensible, I wanted to inherit the family business. Then something happened, and I wanted to be a filial son. After that... I thought about it. I want to be a priest, pray for those who have died, and die in a church in a remote town. In fact, these are quite good, right? Listening to what you say, I also think that being a scholar seems to be quite good. However, These are just thoughts at best. Anyway, for me, many things are like this."
He paused and laughed softly: "Just think about it. There is no need to think too much about things that are impossible to happen."
“…”
Laura was silent. She saw the young man's self-deprecating expression, hesitated to speak, and looked away as if to avoid. I just don’t know why, but I suddenly feel sad.
In the silence, there was only the faint sound of pencil rubbing on paper.
I don't know how long it took, but Ye Qingxuan put down his pen, stretched out, and groaned happily: "It's done! Laura, come and take a look at this..."
Laura finally came to her senses, reached out and took the stack of manuscripts handed over by Ye Qingxuan, her expression became astonished:
""Xiaoyuan Theory"? You really came back with something amazing..."