Crown of Silence

Chapter 187 Quick Method

The old house is still a large library.

The sparse strings of the harp flew in the void, crisscrossing and surrounding the boy.

As his fingers pressed down, a crisp sound like cracking a tung tree was emitted, echoing far away and lingering.

Across from him, Laura's eyes were vaguely a little disappointed, "Long time no see, Jiuxiao Huanpei.

It's a pity that it fell into the hands of such a guy, and the bright object was covered in dust."

Hearing the sour taste in her words, Ye Qingxuan smiled,

"I'll give it to you, do you want it?"

As he said, the strings moved forward. Laura's eyes became angry and glared at him hatefully.

If it was an ordinary harp, seven-stringed harp, twelve-stringed harp or other musical instruments, it would be fine, but Jiuxiao Huanpei is a natural evil demon nemesis. Over the past thousands of years, countless evil demons have died on it.

Back then, Ye Lanzhou came west alone with the harp on his back, not by sea, but by land! This guy crossed the dark world directly and dug a path through countless demons and beasts. I don't know how many demons died in the sound of Jiuxiao Huanpei, and even a small clan was completely wiped out.

I don't know how many demons died, which made Jiuxiao Huanpei famous. Although no one remembers it now, the killing power of Jiuxiao Huanpei against evil demons is no joke.

This is why Laura didn't dare to play the piano herself, but chose to resonate with Ye Qingxuan.

If she dared to use Jiuxiao Huanpei, it would really be the old pope eating arsenic and tired of living.

"Keep it for yourself."

Laura said coldly: "I have held it for more than ten years, and it was only officially awakened a few days ago. You are also embarrassed to show it off?"

"Of course I have to show it off, and I have to show it off! After all, it is also thanks to you, right? Look, look..."

Ye Qingxuan waved the Jiuxiao Huanpei in front of her.

Laura was annoyed, but every time she was about to get completely angry, Ye Qingxuan always gave her a buffer time just right, making her emotions stop at the edge of embarrassment.

After two or three times, she finally reacted and gritted her teeth: "Ye Qingxuan! Is this how you use the 'Mirror Heart'?!"

"... Ahem, I'm just experimenting."

Ye Qingxuan awkwardly moved his eyes away. His pupils were dark, but in the candlelight, they were like a bronze mirror, reflecting Laura's shadow.

In the reflection, Laura was wrapped in a red light representing anger, burning vigorously.

This is the ability of Jiuxiao Huanpei - 'Mirror Heart'.

All musical instruments that have been circulated in the world, except for a considerable number of apprentices' practice and mass-produced goods, are almost all fine products made by alchemists with great effort.

Not only can the timbre of the instrument itself be adjusted according to the musician's wishes, not limited to one type, but it can also be widely used, greatly facilitating the performance of musicians.

Divine products such as the Jiuxiao Huanpei even dominate the entire field of string instruments, and even the field of piano can occupy one or two through the method of "transposition".

Moreover, all musical instruments have their own unique characteristics.

For example, the famous "Zodiac" series: twelve musical instruments, each of which has its own unique magic. Whether it is a crisis call, or reducing losses... Whenever it appears in the world, people flock to it and spend a lot of money.

At present, with Ye Qingxuan's power, he can only obtain the most basic characteristic of the Jiuxiao Huanpei: "Mirror Heart".

As the name suggests, use the heart as a mirror.

With the blessing of this effect, he can easily see through the emotional changes of the creatures in front of him, anger, irritability, hesitation, confusion, or fear.

Although the specific application method still requires a lot of practice and attempts, at least he can scare people more easily in the future.

"It seems that you are determined to be a 'vengeful evil spirit'."

Lola snorted coldly, "Speaking of which, after you 'killed' me, you have now become a legendary figure in Avalon.

Do you feel very happy?"

"Just so-so."

Ye Qingxuan curled his lips, "I was just beaten up by you this morning, I won't be complacent because of such a little reputation."

"Oh? It seems that you are not as stupid as I thought."

Lola put down the book in her hand and said lightly, "Then let's continue the topic of the morning.

Where do you think you lost?"

Where else can you lose?

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly.

He can only say that he has no power to fight back.

He has been played by Lola, and the illusion faction and the mind faction are working together. It's really a great death.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Lola laughed, but her mouth was still merciless.

"You have won so many games all this time, not because of your musicianship, but because of your calculations and plans."

From the beginning to the end, you relied on sneak attacks, the enemy's weaknesses, or simply took advantage of the enemy's misfortune and profited from it.

Isn't that right?"

"Yes."

Ye Qingxuan sighed, he did not avoid his shortcomings.

"Ye Qingxuan, don't be blinded by your reputation, you are only at the rhythm level.

Now you haven't even fully mastered Black Friday, let alone the more profound "Moonlight".

In a face-to-face battle, if you only rely on your own ability, even an ordinary musician of the third level can easily defeat you.

Please understand your situation clearly. This world is not something you can run amok by relying on the illusion of a three-legged cat.

——Otherwise, you will end up like me sooner or later. "

Laura’s voice became hoarse, and her eyes dimmed.

Ye Qingxuan wanted to comfort her, but found that he had nothing to say.

Laura, like herself, is not someone who feels happy when she hears some warm and beautiful words.

None of them need mercy.

——

Ye Qingxuan and Laura were not people who were easily immersed in negative emotions. They soon regained their spirits and began to discuss the next course of action.

Regardless, after the time spent in Arkham Asylum, the House's years of preparation and layout have completely failed.

The giant creature went dormant, and the robin disappeared.

It is foreseeable that no new clues will appear in the short term.

In other words, they gained a precious respite.

“But don’t let that down your guard.”

Laura said seriously, "Your top priority now is to make up for what you are lacking. From tomorrow on, you can live here."

"Wait!" Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, "Do I have to go back to school? I finally got into the academy, but I don't want to be expelled because of attendance!"

"Just say you became my student."

Laura said lightly, "Although I am a fake as a revelation musician, at least I still have a little bit of fame, and the old diehards in your school won't stop me."

More than just ‘somewhat famous’? As a famous historian and apocalyptic musician, Laura is already vaguely known as a master.

Not to mention her beauty, just based on her superficial influence, no one knows how many people would break their heads just to be her students.

only……

Ye Qingxuan was a little helpless, "Actually, I have a teacher."

"Abraham?"

Laura smiled, “Yes, he is a good musician, but what can he teach you?

What he is best at is banning factions, which is a secret of the military. Without permission, he will not dare to teach you a word, otherwise it will harm you. "

"I think the teacher taught the enlightenment faction very well, and the 'interpretation method' is also quite useful!"

Laura snorted coldly: "Do you know that in the academic world, his stuff is called 'heretical theory'?

Although the interpretation method certainly has its merits, compared with the current mainstream doctrine of the revelation faction, it is a completely different system.

Until he has no way to prove that his theory is indeed effective, the 'interpretation method' is just a joke to most musicians! "

"That's short-sightedness on their part."

Ye Qingxuan's expression was still calm, but his eyes were firm, and it was obvious that this matter could not be discussed further.

"..."

Laura looked at him for a long time, then suddenly laughed, "Okay, it's up to you."

Ye Qingxuan was so shocked by her laughter that a book was thrown at him before he could speak.

"Just come once every other day from now on."

Laura said, "At the very least, I want to teach you what I learned from my teacher back then."

As she spoke, she threw over a heavy book that she had already interpreted and was densely packed with annotations.

"I don't care how Abraham teaches you. At the very least, I want you to inherit the teacher's mantle and become a musician of the Mind Sect.

Don't be afraid, I will start from scratch. "

-

"Psychic faction?"

Ye Qingxuan took it and opened it at random. After reading two lines, his scalp couldn't help but feel numb. By the end of the page, he felt chills all over his body.

After closing the page, he couldn't help but gasped:

"Are you sure you won't become a psychopath if you follow this book?"

Although he only had a preliminary understanding of interpretation, under the guidance of Abraham, he developed an instinctive sensitivity to the material and music theory.

As a result, he was frightened by the malice contained in the books!

Where is the introductory book on what kind of mind-telling sect is here? This is simply an encyclopedia of how to play with the soul!

Every line of words and every paragraph of content is designed to defeat the enemy's reason. Every chapter is soaked with venom, trying to push the human soul into the abyss.

All content and methods are for the same purpose - how to make the enemy lose their mind and play them like puppets in the applause.

Is this woman Laura dedicated to cultivating herself into a black musician? !

"Would Holmes be frightened by something like this?"

Seeing his shocked look, Laura laughed and said, "You should like it. Now people say you are the patron saint of Arkham Asylum."

"You can't blame me."

Ye Qingxuan's eyes widened: "I didn't mean it!"

Laura nodded, patted his shoulder, and comforted softly: "Well, after you learn how to do it, you can do it on purpose."

"..."

Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt a touch of sadness: It was so painful not to be understood by the world.

He read the information carefully again and discovered a problem.

"I have done some research on the school of revelation, but I have no foundation in the school of mental image. Are you sure I can learn it in a short time?"

"Of course."

Laura’s smile gave him an ominous premonition.

"It's naturally difficult to follow the steps step by step, but don't be afraid. I have a quick fix here."

She took out something that Ye Qingxuan seemed familiar with—the blood-colored conch beacon. The beacon released a faint light, which was fascinating, as if it had some magic power, making people unable to help but indulge in it.

"...What quick method?"

Ye Qingxuan felt a little cold at the back of his head.

Lola's voice was extremely gentle, but it made people panic: "According to my experience, as long as you go crazy yourself ten times, you can always find a way to make others crazy.

I think you are quite talented in this kind of thing, as long as you cooperate with me..."

"Uh, what did you say? I didn't hear it clearly... Oh, sorry, I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'll leave first."

Ye Qingxuan stood up suddenly, with a stiff smile on his face, and his feet quickly retreated, almost running away.

Only ghosts would cooperate with you!

I don't want to be a crazy black musician!

I must go. If I don't run now, it will be too late to be pressed on the chopping board!

"You want to run now?"

Lola shook her head, and a soft voice came from behind him, "It's too late."

A red light flashed.

With a plop, Ye Qingxuan fell to the ground, unable to move, with only two big eyeballs rolling around, full of surprise.

"Don't worry, you will get used to it soon."

Lola blew softly in his ear, making him shudder. Then, the Rat King grabbed his leg and dragged him into the secret room behind the bookshelf.

In the darkness, there was a soft laugh.

"It's just a nightmare..."