On the long street, Guishou smoked his pipe in silence. Although there was laughter and laughter in the air, the air around the bench was frozen, like a cold winter, making the homeless man slumped on the ground tremble.
"Excuse me, how to get to Luther Street?" Someone behind him seemed to be lost. He asked the passers-by in a daze, and finally asked the ghost hand.
In his irritation, Guishou did not lose his temper, but he also had no interest in turning back to answer. He just smoked his pipe in silence and pointed to the right.
"Ah, thank you!"
The passerby got the answer and went away happily.
The sound of smashing continued, but until the group of people thoroughly checked the hotel from the attic to the cellar, they could not find any place where the white-haired child and his dog could be hidden...
Finally, Guishou walked into the hotel and looked around at the devastated front desk with gloomy eyes: "Did someone say something?"
"I swear, he's not here... He's really not here anymore!"
The landlady who was tied up and slapped several times choked with sobs: "He checked out half an hour ago! You guys are late... I really don't know, I don't know anything anymore!"
"In other words, we failed again?"
Guishou put down his pipe and knocked ashes against the wall. His voice was cold: "You tell me, we passed by that damn child?"
Soon, the tramp who wanted to escape had his legs broken and was dragged into the dilapidated hotel.
"Sir, it doesn't matter to me, I didn't expect it! I swear!" The homeless man begged in pain: "Go around me, I didn't deceive Mr. Shaman, I really didn't..."
Guishou put down his pipe and stared coldly at the homeless man pressed on the floor. The tramp's voice became weaker and weaker, and in the end, he was mumbling and speechless.
His eyes were full of despair.
"Actually, I know that this is just a small mistake, and I can't blame you."
Ghost Hand squatted down and put his hand on the homeless man's right eye. His cloudy eyes were full of regret: "But unfortunately, I am not as reasonable as the Scotland Yard police."
Snapped!
Something is broken.
…
"After all, I missed two points."
On the street, Ye Qingxuan, who was dragging his shabby suitcase, muttered dejectedly: "First, I didn't count the entrance exam and the actual test. Second, I didn't count..."
He lowered his head, looked at the crystal ball in his hand, and wanted to cry without tears:
"Why is this broken ether ball so expensive!"
In Ye Qingxuan's hand, the fist-sized crystal ball flickered and reflected the light of the street lamp. Amidst the hustle and bustle of people, random bits of light flashed from time to time in the crystal ball.
It's like fine silver dust constantly rising and dying and gathering in the crystal. After looking at it for a long time, it will make people feel dizzy.
This is one of the most common measuring tools among musicians: the aether ball.
The seemingly solid crystal ball is nothing more than an extremely thin and extremely hard shell, which is instantly set using high temperatures. The refractive index and thickness have strict requirements that are almost finicky. Runes are engraved inside, infused with pure ether, and can respond to any small sound.
The thing in Ye Qingxuan's hand is a civilian product sold in a store, which is used by musician apprentices for training and consumption. It is the most basic type. The service life is about four months, which has consumed almost all of Ye Qingxuan's money. It is said that there are more high specification etheric spheres and measuring tools in the military and musicians' guilds.
That is no longer something that can be bought with money.
As for "how to communicate with the ether", isn't the most suitable introductory textbook for him right in his hands
He touched the note given to him by Wolf Flute and sighed softly.
Even so, the difficulty is still very high.
So far, musicians are rare in the human world. Even every book will tell you that if you want to communicate with the ether, you only need to recite runes.
The runes of musical notes are the basis of all music scores and powers. They come from human exploration and research over the years. They are composed of complex basic syllables, which are difficult to pronounce, obscure and difficult to recite.
More than half of them are composed of ether transcribing the sounds of the world.
It evolved from runes to measures, from measures to movements, and finally to a complete musical score. In the long process of exploration, humans have developed a complete system, divided into seven branches and hundreds of specializations.
However, in the notes of Wolf Flute, only three basic notes are recorded, which are the entry-level basics of three branches. They are "Extraction" from the Change School, "Peace" from the Forbidden School, and "Beast Nature" from the Summoning School.
As long as you can master any of them, you can pass the test.
However, Ye Qingxuan did not have the confidence to complete this seemingly simple test within ten days.
Especially, this is Avalon. In order to prevent the sound from causing a large-scale ether explosion, the entire city is covered with an ether suppression barrier from beginning to end.
This barrier is like a sieve, completely suppressing 99% of the etheric interference caused by noise. Only syllables close to the standard can have an effect.
After all, not many ordinary people dare to have anything to do with the ether, and people are more afraid of the ether.
Whether it is Wolf Flute's notes or any musician's book, there will be a line of commandments written by the first pope on their cover. That line of black commandments is engraved in everyone's heart, from birth to death, forever. Don't forget.
—Awe of the ether.
…
Thanks to the history of the church, Ye Qingxuan was able to gain a more comprehensive understanding of the current world—after all, for humans, nine-tenths of the entire world is a dark area that has never been opened up.
Researchers around the world use four colors uniformly when marking maps.
The color in the hinterland is white, which represents the sparse ether density and can be inhabited by humans on a large scale. The second color is yellow. Some sharp noises may cause accidents. The color is red again. Loud noises are prohibited here... As for black, It is a terrifying forbidden land outside the border world.
There, it is said that the slightest cough can cause a terrifying chain reaction like an avalanche.
In the border cities in the red zone, people are not even allowed to shout when talking. People can only whisper, which is called the quiet zone. People who have never been to the border or beyond cannot understand the pain and fear.
Although the Dark Age has only ended for a short three hundred years, countless cities and villages have been destroyed by the ether's riots... Over the years, natural disasters have become a nightmare that haunts the hearts of every human being.
Because of this, there must be a church in human settlements, not only for spiritual beliefs, but also because the church will use special technology to dilute the density of ether when building churches to ensure the safety of a certain area.
Because they master the method of communicating with and controlling the ether, musicians will be respected and feared.
For the advancement and development of technology, musicians have been paying a huge price.
It is said that a hundred years ago, in order to make it easier to communicate with the ether, all schools of thought chose to establish academies on the border. However, the elimination rate and death and injury rate of doing so are too heavy, and some schools are gradually considering moving back to the hinterland - at least this way the students will not have their heads exploded because they mispronounced a syllable, or half of their body will be strangled by the ether vortex.
Since ancient times, becoming a musician has been a dangerous profession, and the difficulty of getting started is second to none. Therefore, Ye Qingxuan is thinking... Is it too difficult to learn a rune in ten days
…
Late at night, the public carriage platform on Luther Street was completely empty.
After not seeing each other for several years, this place still looked like what Ye Qingxuan remembered. After dark, there are few pedestrians, but there are always lights and there is a bench where you can lie down. The temperature on a summer night is not so cold that one would suffer from frostbite, and the wind is still tolerable.
This is Zhongcheng, and the surrounding area has good security. As long as you don't dress like a beggar, the patrolling police will not drive you away. Compared with living in those shabby shacks with beggars, this is really a good place to go after living on the streets.
Moreover, it is also convenient for him to flip through his notes.
Although he knew the contents of the note by heart on the way to London, he decided to read it again carefully. The "extraction" of the school of change has been given up by him first.
Its sensitivity to ether is too high. With Ye Qingxuan's nearly blind perception, even if it succeeds, he will only be unable to control the runes and be extracted into a mummy, right
The "animal nature" of the Summoning School is the clearest in the notes, but when recited it sounds like a beast roaring, and the six basic syllables cannot be connected together at all, making Ye Qingxuan particularly unable to grasp the key points.
Only the forbidden faction's "peace" seems easiest to learn, but it contains dozens of basic syllables! It can be seen from this that the Forbidden Faction is the most difficult to get started among the seven series. Ye Qingxuan really has no confidence in his talent.
There is no other way but to try one by one.
"First, take a deep breath..."
Ye Qingxuan sat on the bench, nibbling the last of the dry food. By the light, he flipped through the booklet in his hand: "Relax the throat muscles, feel the expansion of the lungs, and then exhale slowly, with the tongue slightly against the teeth..."
Following the "little tricks" taught in the book, he uttered the "ξ" syllable with great anticipation... Hmm, why did it feel like he had been stabbed
Of course, the ether ball didn't respond at all.
He clicked his lips, always feeling that something was wrong. The boy tried again with great hope... This time it didn't feel like he was stabbed, but like a flock of ducks quacking.
The ether ball still showed no response.
“…”
Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath and comforted himself: "I must be dishonest. Be sincere, be sincere, don't think nonsense."
Lao Fei was lying on the bench, looking askance at this bastard, then quickly looked away and went back to sleep.
"Oh oh oh... No, it's still wrong."
"Yeah, oh, huh? Why there's still no response..."
"Oh oh oh..."
In the long summer night, Ye Qingxuan wasted three full hours before he realized that perhaps he and this syllable were particularly incompatible. Maybe another syllable would be better.
Next, the etheric ball proved with silence: changing the syllable will not be better at all.
"Oh oh oh!!"
"Oh!!"
"Yeah..."
No matter how many attempts Ye Qingxuan tried, the ether ball still had no response. In the end, Ye Qingxuan, whose throat hurt, couldn't help but throw the pamphlet in his hand to the ground angrily: "Is there any mistake?! What the hell is this!"
Ye Qingxuan stared at the ether ball angrily, as if trying to spot a flower. However, no matter how hard he stared, the crystal ball remained motionless and showed no reaction at all.
"Is it broken?"
He shook it, wanting to be sure, but at that moment, the ether ball lit up.
"Um?!"
Like the light of fireflies, the flash in the ether ball dimly lights up and then goes out, like silver powder floating in the air. Immediately afterwards, countless flashes of light appeared like stars, flickering in irregular circles, illuminating Ye Qingxuan's astonished face.
"what 's wrong?"
He looked around in astonishment, and there was a strange smell in the wind.
Faint laughter sounded from afar.
Something is coming.