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Chapter 81 Liu's Comments on "The King in Yellow" (First Order Request)
"Master, what... is going on?"

The old butler came in and was a little confused when he saw the scene in the center of the hall. Medea was standing there crying quietly, and Mr. Bean from the Netherlands was shaking his head, as if he was still recalling the past.

And my master...seems to be in a state of great emotional fluctuation. This kind of scene has not been seen often in recent years.

"Wait a minute..."

Token took a deep breath and glanced at the handle on the corner that controlled the mechanism inside the room. The old butler understood what he meant, but he didn't rush over. Instead, he took out a small wooden box from his arms.

There are three grooves in this wooden box, but it only contains two small mirrors, and one groove is still empty.

"Master, my men brought back some bad news today. We didn't see the servants of the gods at the observation point in Sabines Forest."

"So... this last mirror..."

Token snatched the box from the old butler and walked back and forth twice before he managed to calm down.

"It doesn't matter. It's enough to summon two servants of the Lord of the Star Sea. It's just that it's a bit uncomfortable to let the blood of a fool remain in the world."

Token walked towards a display case in the corner of the hall. Inside was a small shelf covered with a red flannel cloth. Under the cloth, there was a vague spherical outline the size of a human head.

"Let's go check the secret passage before the mass. There's no reason for that idiot to deviate from the oracle's arrangement. There must be something wrong. He got it easy."

Token slapped the cabinet with all his might, but halfway through he realized there were people in the hall. He glanced at Gabe and then at Medea.

What were Liu Yonglu and Medea doing at this time?

The two were sitting on the steps of the small auditorium discussing the script.

Liu Yonglu sang beautifully just now. He had sung this piece before on the island, but without drums. It always felt a little lacking. Today he finally enjoyed it.

When I turned around and looked, wow! I was even happier because I had sung this piece of plum blossom drum music to the point of making my little girl cry.

An old gentleman once said that there is a realm to singing such sad passages, which is called "Since the Han, Wei and Six Dynasties, all those who play the zither have regarded those who can sing sad music as good music, and all those who listen to the zither have regarded those who can sing sad music as connoisseurs."

Medea is my soulmate!
Liu Yonglu took out a crumpled tissue from his back pocket and handed it over.

"Miss Medea, why are you crying?"

"I feel sick when I hear your voice. I want to come alone."

"Oh? Who?"

"I don't know his name, he asked me to call him Phantom."

"So this Phantom can also sing the plum blossom drum?"

"He won't..."

Liu Yonglu did not dare to ask further, for fear that this phantom used to sell fish by pounding pots. Liu Yonglu quickly helped Medea aside. When he helped Medea, he felt that her body temperature was very low and she walked lightly, which was different from the feeling of leg strength of a normal person.

But this is normal. Before coming here, Milly Tang had already told him about her guess about Medea.

"So Miss Medea, where is this Phantom now? And before..."

Just as Liu Yonglu was about to continue asking, he saw Medea's pupils suddenly start to tremble up and down! This tremor definitely did not come from her body itself, because both the frequency and amplitude of the tremor were very fixed, as if the living person in front of him had entered a self-protection program.

Once she starts searching for a memory from her past, an unknown force stops her.

Liu Yonglu had a bad feeling that this protection mechanism would likely speed up the progress of the Mass.

But at this moment he at least confirmed one piece of information, that this phantom should be the masked man, and this masked man was the one Medea cared about most.

"Sister, why don't we just... talk about the play? Do you have the script with you? Let me have a look first."

Liu Yonglu didn't dare to provoke her and quickly changed the subject. When he talked about the script of "The King in Yellow", Medea's breathing stabilized. She did not explain her strange reaction just now. It was as if she had lost her memory. Her emotions and tone returned to their original state.

“Mr. Bean, this play only has the first act. The second act is missing, so I have always been a little confused when performing the first act.

I don’t know where to start researching this book, The King in Yellow.”

Liu Yonglu flipped through the script twice. Hmm, he had heard many of the words in it from the madman Larder. So the root was here. When he heard Medea ask this question, Liu Yonglu smiled:
“Tsk, sometimes you actors ask pretty professional questions.

Many people who study this kind of drama fragments don't know where to start. Let me tell you, to study "The King in Yellow", you have to start with the word yellow."

"Start with the yellow character?"

Medea's remaining curiosity was aroused by Liu Yonglu's shocking words. She had been singing opera for more than just one or two years, but had accumulated experience for forty or fifty years. It could be said that she was familiar with all kinds of criticism and reviews, and could be called a walking dictionary of Moses Sadeg's drama. However, she had never heard of anyone studying drama in this way.

"The King in Yellow. These four words, 'King', are all empty words. If you don't call yourself the King in Yellow, but call yourself the Great King in Yellow, does that make any difference?"

"No."

"That's right. The last three characters are all empty words. The key lies in the yellow. If you change it to the King in Black or the King in White, it will suddenly sound wrong."

"Oh... that makes sense, but isn't it a bit superficial to study it this way?"

"Hey, you are so young, how can you understand this? To study drama, you have to start from the basics and work your way up to the advanced. First, you should understand the color yellow (sai, second tone), and then you can study other things."

Liu Yonglu was observing as he spoke. He didn't know what had happened to Token, and he looked anxious. This was a good opportunity for him to have private contact with Medea.

"Oh, Mr. Bean, let's first talk about the background of this story and its relationship with Huang?"

"Of course it is related. Look at the script. It says 'two suns hang over the lake' and then 'the suns are swallowed up by the water of Hali Lake'. Do you know what this means?"

"What does it mean?"

"The sunset, only the sunset can fall into the water. Then let me ask you, what color is the afterglow of the sunset?"

"yellow."

"Oh, right? Is there any yellow? Is yellow the key?"

How did Medea feel? She seemed to understand and not understand. If it was Medea 40 years ago, she would have kicked Liu Yonglu directly, but that was not the case now. In her broken body, there were actually three forces fighting and tearing each other apart: the chaotic will of the Lord of the Star Sea, Medea's broken soul, and the projection of an unknown god.

Sometimes she herself didn't even know what she had asked last time.

"Oh, so does this whole storyline have anything to do with Huang?"

"Yes! It's clearly written in the book, 'Carcosa, the horror is so real that it suffocates me. The end has come, and my time is up.' The whole city and its people died together. There is a saying in our place, which is "dying".

For example, one day I met a friend on the street and asked: How is your restaurant doing?

My friend covered his face and said, "Forget it, it's over!" That's what he meant.

"Oh……"

Liu Yonglu said this, and Medea asked, but Token, who was sitting in front of the piano, turned his head and said, "What's going on? I asked you to come and talk about the play, and you really do it. But Medea is holding the script of "The King in Yellow" in her hand, so he really doesn't dare to go over."

"Then Mr. Bean, you see there is a scene where Camilla asks: Is the skirt blue or green? Cassiluda answers: Green, baby.

This is not yellow at all. "

"You asked a good question. This, this, this... Let me ask you, if you want to adjust the color green when painting, how do you do it?"

"Green? It's blue and yellow."

"That's right! Is there yellow? There is bright yellow and dark yellow in this book. This sentence is talking about dark yellow!"

"Oh……"

"Just learn from me... There is a lot of knowledge here. Once you learn it, you will be the first student of the Yellow King. Hey, Yellow Learning!"

Liu Yonglu was talking nonsense with his mouth wide open, and Medea was listening to his nonsense with her ears perked up beside him.

As they chatted, the master and servant next to the piano couldn't sit still. What was going on today? Was the King in Yellow still going to sing? It looked like the two of them would be able to go on stage together later!
"Go and put the box away quickly. Leave the work here to me."

Token blasted the old butler with his hand while cleaning the piano and organizing his thoughts. Suddenly, he thought of a very small possibility...

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