Super Dimensional Wizard

Latest website address: Soon, Ms. Moon finished reading the contents on the letter paper.

There are roughly four points of effective information that can be extracted from this letter: first, the name of the person writing the letter is Uriel; second, there seems to be some gap between Uriel and Gulemo; third, Uriel recorded A piece of music called "Black Sheep Confession Song"; fourth, Gulemo was invited to perform this piece of music.

Other information can basically be ignored. In Ms. Moon's opinion, the most important information is the third point.

——Information about the musical score "Black Sheep Confession Song".

And a very strange thing is that Uriel said that "Black Sheep Confession Song" was not his original work, but that he got it from a dream.

But what kind of "dream" it was, Uriel couldn't tell clearly.

"If Uriel is not talking nonsense, this is probably abnormal." Ms. Moon pointed at the "dream" on the letter and said.

Mr. Taiyang pondered for a moment and said: "Generally speaking, abnormalities related to dreams are very rare. Because the dream world is relatively illusory and far away from the material world."

"Most of the anomalies related to dreams are caused by dream-based beings."

Such as dream eaters, nightmares...etc.

"But leaving music scores in dreams doesn't seem like the work of a dream monster." Mr. Sun: "Could it be music left by a dream wizard?"

"But if it is related to wizards, why does the extraordinary aura contain information from the nightmare world?"

Mr. Sun was also a little confused for a moment.

Is it an abnormality in the dream world or an abnormality in the nightmare world?

Ms. Moon also felt that it was strange: "We can't figure out the reason just by thinking about it. Just go to Uriel and have a look."

Although there is no record of Uriel's address on the envelope, with their ability, it is not difficult to find Uriel.

Mr. Sun thought for a while and nodded: "Yes, all the answers should be found from Uriel. Let's go see Uriel!"

Now that they had made a decision, they did not delay and immediately split up.

Mr. Sun came to the study and restored the layout. The music of the harp was related to the anomaly, and he would definitely take it away.

However, they will not deliberately affect the lives of mortals, not to mention that this mortal is an artist they admire. Therefore, in order to avoid being discovered by Gulemo, Mr. Sun directly copied a piece of music score.

The content is still "Black Sheep's Confession Song", but it's not the original version.

On the other side, Ms. Moon came to the lobby on the first floor and prepared to leave with Juanjuan.

As soon as she arrived on the first floor, she saw a scene that gave her a slight headache. Juanjuan was sitting on a large sofa, surrounded by fat and thin kittens of various colors.

It looks like an imperial cat obsessed with beauty.

Being obsessed with beauty is actually nothing to Ms. Moon.

The point is!

The other kittens were taking a nap around Juanjuan, and Juanjuan seemed to be affected by the kittens around him. He yawned and his eyelids slowly drooped...

Just when its tired eyelids were about to close, it suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing into its eyes, and the next second, its upper and lower eyelids seemed to be glued together, unable to close at all.

Sleep wakes up instantly.

Juan Juan's confused eyes regained focus, and when he took a closer look, it turned out that it wasn't the eyelids that were glued together, but that Lady Moon walked out of the moon-shaped boundary and forced its eyelids open with her hands.

"You promised me, don't sleep!" Ms. Moon opened its eyes and blew air into them.

Juanjuan: "...your mouth smells so bad."

Seeing that the tired eyes had regained consciousness, Ms. Moon let go of her hand and gave it a big slap on the head: "You have a problem with your sense of smell. People say my mouth smells good."

Weary eyes narrowed: "Who is this other person?"

Ms. Moon glared at Juan Juan: "I want you to take care of it! Get up quickly, we have to change places."

Stretching out her hand, she held Juanjuan in her arms. Without waiting for Juanjuan's reaction, Ms. Moon returned to the moon-shaped realm.

A moment of inversion of space.

When Tired returned to his senses again, it was no longer in the warm castle hall, but in the forest of Night Mountain.

Behind her is Ms. Moon, and next to her is Mr. Sun, who has been waiting for a long time.

The mountain mist blew and it was bitingly cold.

Weary couldn't help but shudder, and the hazy sleepiness completely dissipated at this moment.

"Just left like that?" Juanjuan: "Have you already found the anomaly?"

Mr. Taiyang nodded and handed the music sheet to Juanjuan: "This should be an abnormality."

Juanjuan stared at the music score for a few seconds, then frowned: "It's... the breath of the nightmare world. But it's a bit strange, it seems to have a bit of the dream world?"

Mr. Sun and Ms. Moon were stunned for two seconds and looked at each other: "Are you sure you still have the smell of the dream world?"

Juanjuan's perception of the underlying logic is no weaker than the two of them.

Even, because Tiredness stays in the Prophet's Temple all year round, his knowledge may be stronger than theirs.

This is also the reason why Mr. Sun will hand the music score directly to Juanjuan.

What they didn't expect was that Juanjuan gave an answer that surprised them.

They all sensed the aura of the nightmare world.

They didn't notice the smell of the dream world.

But they didn't think Weary was talking nonsense, because Uriel clearly mentioned in the letter that the score was obtained from a dream. This may indeed be related to the dream world...

Juanjuan: "I'm not sure. It's like the smell of the dream world, but it's a little different."

Weanjuan shook his head for a while, then nodded again.

It thought about it carefully and finally gave an ambiguous answer: "It's difficult for me to explain this feeling in detail, but you can understand it as the smell of fish and the smell of Houttuynia cordata."

Both fish and Houttuynia cordata have a fishy smell, but they are essentially different.

This is also Juanjuan’s perception of music scores.

It feels like a dream world, but it's not the same as a real dream world. It can even be said that the aura of the nightmare world is not the same as the real nightmare world.

But after all, Tiangjuan has never been in contact with the nightmare world. It is more familiar with the dream world because it has spent most of its life in sleep.

Therefore, it can only dare to conclude that the dream world on the music score seems similar but not similar.

"It looks like but not like..." Ms. Moon and Mr. Sun looked at each other.

They can understand the meaning of tiredness, but they don't know why this happens.

Among the major special worlds, the ones they have the least contact with are the dream world and the nightmare world.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I probably won't be able to figure it out no matter how much I think about it. Just ask Uriel directly." Ms. Moon sighed.

Juanjuan said in confusion: "Who is Uriel?"

"He is the owner of this piece of music. Well, he should be considered the owner." Ms. Moon briefly told what happened on the third floor.

After listening to it tiredly, he wasn't surprised at all. Obtaining music scores in dreams was nothing new.

Dreams are mostly bizarre, even deviant.

In a dream that is completely different from reality, what you feel and come into contact with is all novel, and it may even be an explosion caused by inner suppression.

In this case, it is very common to have a sudden burst of inspiration.

If you have inspiration and you can compose music, composing music in your dreams will naturally happen.

Juanjuan: "But having said that, do you have Uriel's address?"

Mr. Sun and Ms. Moon shook their heads at the same time.

"Then how to find it?"

As soon as Juanjuan finished speaking, he saw Mr. Sun and Ms. Moon looking at him at the same time...

"How about you come and smell it?" Ms. Moon suggested with a smile.

Juanjuan was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something. He furrowed angrily and broke away from Ms. Moon's arms: "I'm a cat, not a dog!"

Ms. Moon spread her hands and said innocently: "I didn't say you were a dog. What I meant was that your nose is more sensitive than ours."

Juanjuan frowned coldly: "You can also use the remaining pheromones to search for it."

"It's possible, but the pheromones on it are too messy and it takes a lot of time to check." Ms. Yue raised her eyes and looked at Juanjuan: "But you are different. You can just smell the pen and ink and you can lead us to find it." Place, doesn’t this save time?”

Juanjuan wanted to refute, but felt that there was nothing wrong with what Ms. Moon said.

It hesitated for a moment, then lowered its head: "Forget it, I'll help you this time."

"Okay, just this billion times." Ms. Moon hugged Juanjuan again, and Mr. Sun gently hugged Ms. Moon's shoulders. They looked at each other and smiled where Juanjuan couldn't see them.

Wen Juan sniffed the scent of pen and ink on the letter paper, then closed his eyes and began to look for the same scent that escaped between heaven and earth.

After a while, it discovered the context of homoflavors.

"Over there." Weary eyes looked towards the southwest side of Dawn City.

A few minutes later.

They had arrived at a corner of Dawn City. It was dark and they didn't meet anyone along the way. Even if they encounter it, it will have no effect on them.

Because they have been walking in the moon-shaped realm.

It wasn't until they arrived at their destination that Ms. Moon and Mr. Sun slowly walked out of the moon-shaped realm and appeared in reality.

He looked at the desolate area around him, and then at the dilapidated double-story attic in front of him.

"Is this where Uriel lives?" Juanjuan held his chin with his paws: "It looks a bit like a slum."

"Poor people can't afford to live in an attic with a courtyard." Ms. Moon knocked her tired head.

Moreover, the harp was not a skill accessible to the poor.

Ms. Moon looked at the attic. She did not use her mental power to sense it... because she was worried that it would disturb the source of the abnormality.

However, based on the information escaping from the air and the feedback from the life force field, she was basically certain that there was a living person in the attic.

There is one and only one quantity.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Uriel.

"Let's go straight in." Ms. Moon said softly, summoning the ring of moonlight to cover their figures.

The next second, they traveled to the attic.

The first floor is a bit messy, and there is a faint smell in the air... It's the smell of wine, mixed with the smell of sweat.

If nothing unexpected happens, the owner here should be an "alcoholic".

Ms. Moon also sensed familiar pheromones in this smell. The pheromones here are consistent with those on the music score, indicating that this is indeed the source of the music score.

There was nothing wrong with the first floor. They climbed up the slightly outdated stairs to the second floor.

There are two rooms on the second floor, a utility room and a bedroom.

The doors to both rooms are open, so you can clearly see what's going on inside.

Ms. Moon saw at a glance that there was a sleeping man lying on the bed in the bedroom. It can be seen from his breathing rate that he should be sleeping at this time.

Is this Uriel?

But didn’t Uriel play the harp? Why is there no harp in the room, but there is a piano directly opposite the bed.

Moreover, this piano is worth a lot of money at first glance, and it is completely incompatible with this shabby attic.

It can also be seen from this piano that Uriel is definitely not an ordinary person.

"It's still the same as before. You go and look at the underlying logic of the things in the house. Juanjuan and I will go check out the underlying logic of Uriel." Ms. Moon said to Mr. Sun.

Mr. Sun nodded.

Silently, they entered the bedroom and began to work together.

But just as they were taking action, Uriel, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

This startled Juanjuan and he almost screamed.

Fortunately, Ms. Moon covered her mouth. In addition, they were all hidden in the shadow of the moon, so Uriel did not notice that there were three more pairs of eyes in the room.

"What's going on? Isn't it just midnight...why did he wake up?"

A spiritual tie connects Ms. Moon, Mr. Sun and Tijuan. The person speaking at this time was Black Cat Juanjuan.

Ms. Moon: "Maybe he sleeps during the day and is a night owl?"

Juanjuan: "I was wondering if the 'abnormality' sensed us? Otherwise, why did he wake up as soon as we came in?"

Ms. Moon and Mr. Sun did not answer, but they actually had this suspicion in their minds.

The time when Uriel woke up was too coincidental, could it really be caused by an "abnormality"?

Just as they were thinking about it, Juanjuan suddenly pointed to the bed: "He's up!"

Uriel, who had only opened his eyes a second ago, suddenly climbed out of bed with an eager look on his face, then quickly came to the table, took out a stack of paper from the drawer, and picked up a pen soaked in ink. , write and draw quickly on the paper.

"He seems to be writing music scores?" Juanjuan saw the words on the paper at a glance.

Although tired and ignorant of art, he had read the original score of "Black Sheep Confession Song" before. Although what Uriel wrote at this time was complicated, it was consistent with "Black Sheep" The notation of "Confession Song" is similar, and it is obviously still music score.

Moreover, it should also be the music score of the harp.

After the song was recorded, Uriel recorded the name of the score at the top of the paper: "Thirty-two Wind Quotes."

After recording "Thirty-Two Winds", Uriel immediately put it aside and started recording new music scores.

He wrote quickly and hummed while recording, as if he was deepening his memory of the music.

His appearance seemed very strange to Ms. Moon.

The way I record it so anxiously seems as if I will forget it later...

"Could it be that he got some music score in his dream?"