"Ciel has now been recruited by the Silent Agency to perform a secret mission."
At that time, Langdi took out a document with an oath from his arms and placed it in front of Ye Qingxuan, along with a pen that had been prepared long ago: "If you want to listen, sign this and join it."
Then, Ye Qingxuan finally realized: "So you want to recruit people to join the gang?"
Langdi shrugged: "Anyway, even if I don't tell you, you will find a way to mix it in, right? Instead of letting you mess around, I might as well give you a plan."
Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, scanned it once, and then signed his name. When he imprinted his own music theory, the secret music theory in the contract also seeped into his body, forming a restriction.
"Congratulations on joining."
Langdi handed over a glass of beer. Seeing that Ye Qingxuan didn't move, he didn't feel dissatisfied. He smiled, drank up his glass, wiped his mouth and said bluntly:
"Four months ago, we secretly arrested Constantine, the deputy commander of the Revolutionary Army, and imprisoned him in the Tower of Judgment. Unfortunately, nothing was found. And according to the information received by our undercover, the Revolutionary Army mobilized a large number of elite forces to come to the Holy Land. City, intending to plan a big event during the Winter Evening Festival. We must find out what they are planning to do... Otherwise, we don’t know how many people will die from this."
"Undercover?"
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan understood the idea of the silent mechanism and frowned: "You want Charles to sneak in? Don't be kidding, do you think he is an undercover agent?!"
"Yes, even if you don't believe it, who would suspect that he is an undercover agent?"
Wolf Flute's expression was strange: "We imprisoned him on the top floor of the Tower of Judgment. Our spy told me that there will be a prison robbery in a few days. Before that, he must gain Constantine's trust and follow He escaped from the Tower of Judgment together and penetrated into the revolutionary army... "
"Then it was exposed, cut into dozens of pieces, and the hands and feet were mailed to the Silent Organization. Can the head be left as a souvenir for us?" Ye Qingxuan said coldly:
"Char is not suitable to be an undercover agent at all. I'm afraid he won't even be able to complete the first step!"
"I told him all the consequences and he agreed."
"Yes, if you don't agree, you will have no choice but to go to the gallows!"
Ye Qingxuan raised his voice: "Who wouldn't agree if I changed it? It's all death anyway. It's better to die early than to die later!"
"I originally nominated you."
Langdi did not defend himself, but said in a low voice: "I thought you could bypass the lawsuit this way. After the matter is over, you can naturally disappear from the world, change your name and start a new life... But I didn't expect that you can do it without my help." come out."
Ye Qingxuan was silent.
"If you're angry, blame me. There are some things I have to do."
Langdi smoked, "I promise, he will come back safe and sound. Believe me, Ye Qingxuan, did I lie to you? You can participate in the whole process, and if you feel there is danger, you can stop this action at any time. All I will bear the consequences."
He put out his cigarette.
The conversation ends here.
But when Ye Qingxuan thought of this, he recalled what Maxwell said to him.
"Do you always have to do dirty things for the things you care about...?"
He opened his eyes and murmured softly.
The moonlight outside the window shone on his face, and in the silence, no one responded.
He sighed softly and got up from his bed.
It was two o'clock in the morning. He seemed to have dreamed of many things while half asleep, but he could not recall them after opening his eyes. But after struggling for so long, there was no sleepiness in my heart.
Can't sleep, can't get drunk, can't eat, can't laugh...
It seems that all the bad things in life have come to him in just a few days, and he has settled here with Ye Qingxuan. He wants to fight a protracted battle and is unwilling to leave.
Upset.
He washed his face, picked out a few more expensive-looking bottles from Maxwell's wine cabinet, tucked them under his arm, and took out the music score Mr. Hu gave him from his backpack.
Sleepless nights, always looking for something to do.
He opened the first article casually.
""The Good Night"?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled self-deprecatingly, bit the cork in one bite, and drank half the bottle: No matter what it is, let's take a look first.
He summoned the Jiuxiao Ring Pendant at will, the strings of the piano criss-crossed in the void, the seven civil and military strings were arranged, and the crisp sound of the sycamore cracking echoed in the silent night.
The new Yan language behind the curtain is like the voice of an old dragon across the sea.
"I have really let you down all this time."
Ye Qingxuan murmured softly, holding the piano score in one hand and fiddling with the strings with his free hand.
As a result, the scattered and scattered sound of the piano spread from his fingertips.
Under the interpretive method, the music theory recorded in the movement was intertwined, diffused in the air, and slowly condensed into shape. After a while, the moonlight was filled with the quiet and gentle sound of the piano.
So quiet.
As the music theory took shape, Ye Qingxuan felt that the ladder in his body was eager to move. The huge music took shape in his body, filling his limbs and bones, forming a complex and rigorous system.
Until the end, it was connected to the music theory of "Liang Xiao Yin", and the two were blended together with Jiuxiao Huanpei as a bridge.
The silent ladder of heaven incorporated it into its own system without hesitation, just like the dew that suddenly appeared after a long drought, it suddenly jumped up a lot.
The originally scattered music theory in his body actually reached the limit of integration under its connection.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
Is this a ladder to heaven
Across seven series, the operation is indistinguishable!
It was originally used to unify all music theories, be inclusive and bring them under the same main axis. All music theory has its place here.
This is Ye’s special skill!
"...This path leads to the sky!"
Ye Qingxuan finally realized: "Is this what you meant?"
Ye's ancestors refined the music theory that implemented the two realms of material and ether into the Nine-Sky Ring, and integrated the heavenly ladder that encompassed and unified all music theories into one body.
The purpose is to obtain a foundation that will last forever!
As long as the ladder to heaven is in hand, future generations can add all the music theories according to their own needs to form their own way to heaven.
As a result, no one expected that the next generation would produce Ye Qingxuan, a strange man who had never learned any Eastern music theory since he was a child, and never thought about the deeper meaning of this.
It's like using the jade seal as a sledgehammer. Even if you want to unify music theory, you can't do it at all.
Burning harps and boiling cranes is nothing better than this!
If Mr. Hu hadn't kindly gifted him his piano score, which gave the ladder a chance to grow, Ye Qingxuan might still be kept in the dark.
"It's really embarrassing and embarrassing..."
Ye Qingxuan covered his face and sighed.
But when he reacted, his expression when he looked at the piano score in his hand was particularly strange.
Although it can't be called surprising, "Good Night Yin" can be regarded as a standard formal movement.
The moon is bright, the stars are shining, the nights are sweet, and the dreams are sweet. This is a first-class spiritual movement. It is better than the spring breeze and the rain, and its scope of influence is even wider. Logically speaking, the difficulty should not be low.
Why did I learn it by myself while drinking wine, flipping through books, and playing a few random pieces
Suddenly, Ye Qingxuan became extremely strange: "Mr. Hu, you won't tease me with Oriental children's songs, will you?"
He picked up the bottle and took another two sips, then opened the next article casually.
"The phoenix is soaring, and the phoenix is begging for it from all over the world."
This is "Feng Qiu Huang".
According to classification, this is the introductory movement of the Eastern Summoning School, which is good at taming phantom beasts, making phantom beasts such as birds have the aura of the divine bird phoenix.
If it is learned deeply, it might be possible to reveal the royal meaning of the legendary phoenix spreading its wings and the world becoming unified.
"The music for summoning factions? I haven't learned it before..."
He held his chin and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No matter, let's learn first and then talk!"
Putting down the bottle, he pressed his hands on the strings, interpreting the complicated music theory in his mind, but his mind was empty under the influence of drunkenness, and he had no idea what he was doing.
It was stumbling and stumbling at the beginning, but it started to flow smoothly in the middle, and by the end, the clear and melodious sound of the piano spread. Under the control of Jiuxiao Huanpei, the music theory seemed to have its own spirituality, gathering from the ether and transforming into a vague shadow, flowing under the moonlight.
Finally, the vague shadow of a flying bird perched on the Nine Heavens Ring and blended into the ladder to heaven.
The ladder shook, rising inch by inch, and countless music theories rippled, intertwining the melody of growth.
"Does this mean you know how to do it?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, a little unsure, and opened another bottle of wine to calm himself down.
After taking a short rest, he turned to the next part of the music score.
"The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again..."
"Autumn Wind Ci"
The piano sounds again.
Amidst the sad and lonely sound of the piano, the silhouette of a jackdaw rises from the lonely moonlight and lingers under the moonlight. The scene of falling leaves in the autumn wind blows in your face.
Long lovesickness comes from long memories, but short lovesickness comes from endless...
This is "Autumn Wind Ci".
Achieved in one fell swoop!
Ye Qingxuan took two more sips to calm down: "It seems really simple?"
Come again!
"Southern Breeze"
In an instant, it was as if a spring breeze was emerging from the soil, and vitality rippled in the sound of the piano and spread in all directions. There is a hint of heroism in the sound of the piano, as if it is turning into the south wind and blowing in all directions.
As a result, everything grows.
The ladder to heaven grew again in this melody, rising happily, continuously integrating the scattered music theory into its own control, and in an instant, it had already taken shape.
"Is this okay?"
Ye Qingxuan scratched his head, opened the next volume, and continued!
"Blissful Song", "Qingye Yin", "Wind and Thunder"...
The bedroom was now in chaos.
Everything seems to be separated from the physical appearance, covered by the sound of the piano, blurred everywhere, and integrated into the melody.
Sometimes it’s like the sun rising and all things renewing; sometimes it’s like the long night, the moon reaches the sky, and the breeze lingers; sometimes it’s like wind and thunder stirring the body, impassioned...
The ladder is rising.
In that melody, a faint rhythm emerged, like a heart beating slowly as it circulates blood.
Ye Qingxuan still continued.
"Listening to the Spring on the Stone", "The God and the Man Smooth", "The Ape and the Crane are Clear"!
So the gurgling sound of spring water gathered from all directions, transforming into torrents and waterfalls, and a vast long river. The spring flowing on the stone is beautiful and new; sometimes it is solemn, solemn, simple and rough, just like the meeting of gods and men, ancient and vigorous.
At the end, there is a sudden turn, as if there are old apes fencing and white cranes dancing together. The shadow of the ape and crane emerged from the Jiuxiao ring and merged into the ladder to heaven.
The ladder trembled, and countless music theories fell apart in an instant, and then reorganized under the invisible force, until finally, the huge music theory of the Philosopher's Stone was completely included in it and merged into one.
The majestic vitality spread from the limbs and bones, and in an instant, countless hidden wounds healed without medicine, and the sound of blood flowing like a torrent sounded from the ears.
There seems to be a river flowing inside the body.
And in the sound of the torrent sweeping away, a thick and low heartbeat slowly emerged. A whirlpool quietly appeared in the sea of ether, and countless ethers gathered under the attraction of the sound of the piano.
Those silver streams of light merged into the strings, and finally gathered in his body, following the complicated music theory. Driven by the ether, the huge movement finally started to move and was about to take on its own form.
Ye Qingxuan found that he could no longer stop.
He then threw the empty bottle of wine aside and turned to the next volume of his notes.
"Moon over the Mountain", "The Roar of the Dragon in the Sea", "The Revenge of Changmen", "Huolin Cao", "The Meeting in the Wind and Cloud"...
The piano sounds again.
The melodious sound of the piano spread.
The bright moon shines thousands of miles away on Guanshan Mountain, and the wind blows fiercely.
The sound of the sea currents swept across the sea, and the dragons roared endlessly.
At night, a bright mirror hangs in the blue sky, shining alone on the people in Nagato Palace.
…
Ye Qingxuan completely forgot about himself, his eyes swept across the music, and he moved the Nine Heavens Ring with his ten fingers. The ether set off layers of waves and spread in all directions.
Until the end, the sound of the piano was like mercury pouring down the ground, spreading in all directions.
The criss-crossing strings covered the entire embassy, spreading in all directions with the moonlight.
In the moonlight and melody, there was a faint heartbeat spreading. In the vague beat, the entire embassy became as misty as mist, and countless phantoms emerged from the moonlight.
It's like everything has fallen away from reality at this moment and entered an unrealistic dream.
Under the full moonlight, the boundary between illusion and reality is blurred.
What I saw in my dream is now in front of my eyes.
Until the end, all the scenes were woven into a huge dream along with the sound of the piano. The world of mortals appears upside down in a dream, with the bright moon rising high, the sun shining brightly, rivers and seas flowing across the sky, the earth being boundless, and dragons roaring from all over the world...
"So annoying!"
Bai Xi woke up from his dream and threw a pillow out angrily: "Why are you playing the bird's piano in the middle of the night?"
She got up from her bed angrily, and when she looked around blankly, she realized that her room had changed at some point.
The original Western-style decoration suddenly changed into a cold and majestic Eastern decoration.
White curtains hang down in the huge hall, and two rows of long lights shed light. The pearls on the wall reflect the firelight, illuminating the hall, creating a luxurious and elegant scene.
She was stunned, and her eyes immediately turned cold.
She stretched out her hand, made a fist, and clasped her fingertips.
The distant sound of bells and chimes sounded with the snap of fingers, and the moves disappeared in a flash, shattering the dream that had seeped into reality. The surrounding scene blurred for a while and then shattered.
She put on her coat and walked out the door in her slippers.
Looks annoyed.
Dreaming about such a ghostly sight is already a bad mood, but opening your eyes and seeing it is enough to make you furious.
She pinched her knuckles, preparing to find out the guy who was pretending to be a ghost and have a "talk" with him.
But in the end, she pushed the door open and walked two steps following the sound of the piano before she found Maxwell and Abraham sitting on the corridor stairs smoking.
"headmaster?"
She frowned and said in a rude tone: "What are you doing again?"
"What else can I do?"
Maxwell smoked a cigarette and said quietly: "It's your perverted cousin. On the first day he was released from prison, he was made a marquis, signed an agreement with the Silent Agency, drank all my wine cabinet, and got a promotion by the way. chant."
"The music of the heart resonates with the sea of ether, interfering with reality and illuminating dreams."
Maxwell stared at the huge moon wheel outside the window and whispered softly:
"He is now at the interference level."