Old-time musicians

Chapter 619 Ring Ruins

Why did a piece of fox lily float from the depths of the B-105 Abnormal Zone like this?

Xilan only learned about the customs and customs of Tia City from geography books. The one that impressed her most was undoubtedly the Fox Lily Field. The book said that those fox lilies have unique flower shapes, gorgeous and elegant temperament, and the fragrance penetrates deep into the heart. Looking at it, it looks like Burning sea of ​​fire.

However, the Southern Kingdom no longer exists in history.

She felt that she could not see through Fan Ning more and more.

"Well, indeed, the mobile phone is not actually a mobile phone in a completely real sense, but an explicit 'projected symbol'. It is a collection of important witnessing processes in the past, goodbyes and some specific memories."

"The power of secret history. The power of secret history may be the essence of various 'paradoxical antiques'."

Fan Ning muttered to himself.

The fox lily flowers and leaves in his hand changed shapes one after another, from a thick workbook to a stack of dark film, to a church scripture, and to a modern camera. One of them It also turned into an iPad with a bigger screen

After finally returning to the appearance of a black mobile phone, it disappeared from his hand.

"Caron, you are looking at me, right? Can you observe me here?"

Suddenly, Joan's voice sounded in Fan Ning's mind.

"Yes." Fan Ning's heart moved and she responded immediately.

Sure enough, I relied on myself to reestablish contact with the planted southern projection. Even though they were far apart and interfered by the turbulence of the secret history, at least in the small area in the center of the projection, some information could barely be communicated and interacted on the spiritual level. !

It's just that the sound is intermittent, noisy and distorted, just like the "snowflakes" on the TV screen when the signal is poor.

It is even mixed with a lot of dream babble of unknown meaning. This situation often occurs among beginners of dream control methods, resulting in the inability to effectively concentrate thoughts. At this time, the babble coming from the abnormal area is more serious.

"It seems that you have been promoted to 'New Moon' faster than I thought." Joan's voice in Fan Ning's mind came up again, "Has anything unusual happened to your art museum key recently? For example, my side seems to be"

Why does Joan bring up the subject of "keys"? Fan Ning was startled, and just as he was trying to hold his breath to "listen" more clearly, the words that followed were mixed with a lot of chatter and gibbering, like a huge snowstorm burying a signal tower.

".Can you still sense it?"

"Joan?"

Fan Ning tried several times to stabilize his mind as much as possible.

"Well, I mean, I have seen some possible 'omens' recently, some of which are related to your art museum key, so I asked you if you have encountered any abnormalities recently."

"Indeed." Fan Ning immediately recounted what happened in the cemetery at night concisely and clearly.

"Let me ask first." His tone in his thoughts was very serious. After retelling, he asked a series of questions, "Can you be more specific about the 'omen' you saw? Dream scenes? Divination? Spiritual perception? A secret contract? A ritual that provides revelation? But according to previous investigation experience, there is basically no response from the Lord of Witnesses. Or, Joan, let me tell you that you are staying in the Southern Kingdom historical projection during this time. How do you feel inside? Are there any signs of abnormal changes in the surrounding situation? I even suspect that Mr. F is secretly exerting some influence."

"Actually, it's not that complicated. I just saw it accidentally." Joan responded, "I saw a dark garden, you are on my left, there are tombstones, car beams, keys and scattered papers. The witness symbol on the base of the tombstone is shrinking and deforming, like a snake or a whirlpool. "

Fan Ning, who was in spiritual communication, couldn't help but open his eyes and glanced at Sheeran standing next to him, on Fan Ning's right.

She had also stood to Fan Ning's right when she was in the cemetery before.

"What you saw is correct, what happened a few hours ago, but this is what Sheeran should have seen. She is next to me now, and she was there just now. To be precise, she witnessed the inexplicable movement of the key to another place. It’s just me and Xilan. So, did you use any special means?”

"'Perspective'. This word is used accurately." Qiong hummed softly.

"Now I often start to see many other 'perspectives', or it can be said to be 'substitution', or 'observation'. The feeling of time and space is that of jumping faults. First of all, some of them are historical pictures, both There are the histories of mankind and inheritance that I am familiar with and that everyone is familiar with, and there are also countless secret histories that are unknown. And then the others are pictures of life experiences, part of which is my own life, all the things in the past. Part of the picture is other people that I know well and have one or more connections with me, and part of it is people and things that seem to have no connection at all.”

"This is not appropriate." Fan Ning frowned, "What you described should be the influence of the secret history turbulence. I also experienced it at the time, but later I planted the southern projection. As long as it does not appear to be eroded, it will be Inside, cognition should remain stable.”

"It's not the secret history turbulence, it's the 'X coordinate'." Fan Ning was startled by Qiong's answer.

He thought of the dangerous place on the mountainside where the projection was originally planted.

That was the second highest point. Looking up, the highest point in the distance was the lighthouse. If you turned your head, you would see a lot of huge crimson things on the other side of the abyss-like cliff that I don't know how to describe.

"'X coordinate' is affecting me." Joan said, "One day, some time after you left, I suddenly saw it."

"It's not a dream, it's a sight, a jumping flash of thought, the perspective quickly zooms in and out, and then I often see it intermittently, and then there are other perspectives of the fault. You described it as a 'huge dangerous building or ruins' before, which is quite accurate. What I saw was indeed a ruin-like thing, a towering, circular, crowded ruin, with countless upper and lower layers, and countless forks in the road."

Fanning frowned more and more deeply.

The first feeling that Fanning had about the "X coordinate" far away from the cliff was extremely uncomfortable, but he really couldn't understand Joan's description.

Circular ruins?

The space-time perception of the jumping fault?

What is the pollution emitted by this thing?

"I'll find a way to get you out right away."

"In the chaos at that time, the decision to plant the projection was made too hastily. Looking back, if we had chosen a location that was not so easy to "look directly" at by turning our heads, the situation might have been better, but there were more threats from the front at that time, and the terrain of that mountain range... In short, before that, no matter what happens or what you see, you should not leave the area of ​​the Southern Country History projection."

"Right away? Are you serious?" Joan on the other side of the Abnormal Zone suddenly smiled, "Actually, thinking about it this way, you are a little contradictory. At least it shouldn't be 'right away'."

".Contradictory?" Fan Ning felt that he seemed to see the wind and snow whistling from the ridge again, saw her parting her lavender hair, and smelled the unusual wine-red hawthorn flower scent.

"You first advised me not to be promoted to the Order, and then chose to go to the Lighthouse alone because you were worried that I, as the 'Snake of Truth', would block your birth and become a time bomb around you, right?"

"Well, if you think so, now that you have finally escaped death and hurriedly returned to B-105 to find me, you are not afraid of being left inside. Or do you actually not think so? Then you insisted that you didn't want me to go with you."

"You are very contradictory, right?"