Old-time musicians

"Please come in."

"The arrival of His Excellency the Bishop and other distinguished guests makes my small house particularly bright." The couple in expensive and gorgeous clothes greeted at the door of the magnificent banquet hall.

The mayor of the small town of Biqi was the one who took the venue to host the banquet tonight. Of course, the actual host was a group of believers led by Bishop Tukwell.

The crystal array chandelier rotated slowly above the head, the string quartet played melodiously, and the host and the guests exchanged greetings while sitting down. Fanning occasionally cast his eyes on the figure in the guest seat, which was no different from the performance of most people.

But he felt that this was too different from the dream.

In the clear dream that maintained inspiration, it seemed that everything could be seen and heard clearly, and the details you wanted could be captured one or two, but the five senses that were detached, sparse, and difficult to integrate always made people feel lost.

At this moment, her black hair, blue eyes, eyelashes fluttering when she lowered her head with a smile, the soft light and blue veins on the back of her hand holding the cup, the clear and soft voice and the generous manners are now the lively, spiritual and real Miss Luo Yin.

Among the members of the inspection team accompanying her, Fanning also saw a small number of familiar faces, including several professors from several public schools in Theolian and several staff members of Turner Art Hall who he remembered.

The two companions who were closer to Luo Yin, one was a short, kind-looking old lady. Fanning had a hunch that this person might be a master of the Bologna School.

The other was an old acquaintance who had a good relationship with Fanning, Bishop Christopher of St. Linia Cathedral. The latter was obviously because the parish he was in charge of happened to be Uvransell, the headquarters of Turner Art Hall. This time, he was accompanying Luo Yin on a business trip and returning to Janus's homeland.

Both of them sat on the same side of Luo Yin, while Owen and the special patrol hall sat on the other side.

Because they were all foreign guests, Fanning was sitting in the main seat opposite, next to Bishop Tucqueville. Of course, from Lavoisier's point of view, Bishop Christopher here was actually "one of us".

Sure enough, after sitting down, the servants just served the soup and appetizers, and the other guests were talking about Luo Yin, when Christopher became the first person to greet Fanning:

"By the way, this organist, Mr., should be Antoine Lavoisier, who I signed a guarantee for, right?"

Fanning smiled kindly and slowly: "This time I returned to my own country from a foreign country, and I was able to settle down without thirst or hunger. In addition to thanking the two bishops, Brother Walter, who served as my contact person, also contributed."

Tucqueville continued the topic of greeting with his colleagues, But after a few words, he finally led to Fanning:

"Thank you Mr. Christopher and Walter for your good command. Mr. Lavoisier, whom you two recommended to me to come to the Biqi Parish, is truly an unparalleled and omnipotent genius. He is the leader among our high-ranking backbones and the future light and hope of the Holy Sun Church."

At first, he was still in the stage of listing facts, and gradually showed off in front of his colleagues. He first exaggerated what Fanning did, and finally made up stories and exaggerated them more and more.

Christopher, who was sent to the North Continent to preside over the work, was originally a moderate and upright man. He was surprised at first, and then dumbfounded. He originally wanted to do a favor for the new director Walter, but he didn't expect that he would guarantee such a genius who truly inherited the legacy of the ancient priests? This was something he never expected.

Fanning's mind was full of question marks, and the wrinkles on his face twisted together.

If someone else said that, he would definitely rebuke "you false witness", but it didn't seem good to spoil Tucqueville's mood.

As the two white-robed bishops talked back and forth, the other guests began to be stunned. Many people's attention shifted from Luo Yin to Lavoisier, a middle-aged gentleman who had achieved success late in life.

Originally, Owen, who had just suffered a setback in the morning, might have made a few sarcastic remarks, but his attention was not on Fanning for the time being:

"Speaking of which, among the younger generation of the Bologna School, I have always admired Miss Luo Yin the most."

"Oh?" Luo Yin smiled in confusion.

"After being cultivated and settled in the public school, he was promoted in the last academic year and became a high-ranking person in less than two years. This speed is first of all faster than I was back then."

Owen just turned 30 last year, and he is also the youngest, most outstanding, and most promising person among the Proficient in the Special Patrol Hall.

"This time point is actually the routine promotion arrangement for the core staff of my school." Luo Yin raised his hand slightly while speaking, as if grasping and pulling in the void.

Owen nodded: "I see, I do remember that President McAdam seemed to have reached this step a little earlier than you."

Luo Yin, who had bowed his head, raised his head and said "hmm".

Owen signaled the attendant to replace the plate in front of her that had been used once, and continued: "But apart from this, Miss Luo Yin has also made great achievements in the field of art. At a young age, she is already a cello player at the level of 'Blade Holder'. Looking at both at the same time, it is very rare."

"It depends on who you are comparing with." Luo Yin smiled again, lifted his hair, and continued to control the spiritual fire and lowered his head to write.

Tukwell was talking nonsense to Christopher, while Owen and Luo Yin had an awkward chat. Fanning was originally sitting calmly, looking at the two people, and then at the two people——

Suddenly, Luo Yin's absent-minded behavior reminded Fan Ning of something, and he almost jumped up from his seat!

Damn it, why does she seem to be writing a letter to herself?

Hey, you are at a formal banquet! Can you pay attention first! ?

The message delivery process of this messenger is carried out through the astral shuttle, not "from one place to another place" in the sense of real space, so the random law of transmission time has nothing to do with the real distance.

In the same way, whether it floats from the window, falls from the ceiling, or drills out from the table, it is just the illusion of the recipient, not really coming from that direction - it does not have the ability to move in the waking world, it can only drill a hole in the astral world to reach out to get the letter, and then drill another hole in the astral world to drop the letter.

Although this is the case, this messenger is not completely "invisible" to others when it appears in the waking world!

Those who study "Candle" with strong spiritual perception can detect something strange from the middle level, not to mention those with higher spiritual perception - the people present can all sense that there are spirits floating around. Of course, they themselves will use messengers from time to time, and it is normal to know that Luo Yin is sending and receiving private letters.

But the key is that when the messenger emerges from her side, Luo Yin, who has a secret contract, will also notice it!

And unlike others who feel that "there is a spirit floating", she can even see the appearance of this messenger clearly!

Fan Ning suddenly felt scared.

"It's okay, most of the normal shuttle time is a quarter of an hour to an hour."

He slowly exhaled in his heart and made a plan.

For the sake of safety, in order not to arouse suspicion, continue to sit for ten minutes, and then go to the bathroom.

Entering the Dream Star Realm in the bathroom and calling out specifically may speed up the arrival of the messenger.

Anyway, wait until the mail is received before opening the door.

For the next ten minutes, Fanning watched Luo Yin replying to others in a disjointed manner at her seat, and occasionally glanced at the big black and shiny wall clock behind her.

He repeated in his mind from a quarter to an hour.

After all, the extreme cases of "instant arrival" or "lost package" are low-probability events.

It won't be so unlucky.

Time passed slowly, and nine minutes and thirty seconds passed without anything happening.

Fanning, who was sitting on pins and needles, finally prepared to move his seat back a little -

Luo Yin suddenly smiled and greeted him:

"Father Lavoisier, the organ piece "Toccata and Fugue in D minor" that Bishop Tucqueville mentioned just now, which you composed, "has the appearance of the reincarnation of Casiuniqi", can you let me read its score?"

? ? You Fanning suddenly felt very scared in his heart.

He began to pray that the big eyeballs would not come out of the table at this time.

Don't come over, I'm scared!

!

"Miss Luo Yin, I'm sorry, I left it at the consecration site." Fanning found an excuse to get out of it.

Disappointment flashed across Luo Yin's blue eyes.

Immediately, there was a crisp "bang".

Bishop Tukwell put down the wine glass and waved his hand:

"It's okay, I'll take it, it's here."