Crown of Silence

Chapter 458 Transaction

Late at night, the room was in a mess, as if it had not been cleaned up for a long time.

How many people have scattered the precious music that they have spent so much money to obtain, and the profound music theory has been randomly scattered on the ground, blown up by the night wind outside the window, but no one cares about it.

Ye Qingxuan was lying in a pile of books with a filled ashtray in front of him.

He put out the last cigarette butt and closed his eyes, but he couldn't fall asleep.

It’s not that I can’t sleep, it’s that I can’t fall asleep.

In the past few days, Ciel had not been able to sleep because he was worried. Fortunately, he had the music theory of the Philosopher's Stone in his body, and his physique was far beyond that of ordinary people. Even if he did not sleep for ten days, let alone ten days, even if he did not sleep for a month, he would need to rest for a while at most. He will not die suddenly like ordinary people.

But after Ciel was safe, he realized that he couldn't sleep.

Over the past few days, he has been bored and planning to compose music. He has picked up so many precious music theories and movements from the silent organ. His own music theory has improved by leaps and bounds, but now, he has gone too far...

Once his consciousness is slightly blurred and the music theory in his body loses control, it will start to operate spontaneously, just like the weeds after the spring rain or the horses in the wilderness. Once they lose control, they will run wildly.

Too strong.

It was so strong that he couldn't even control it.

It was as if thousands of hands were pulling on his sanity, forcing him to suppress this power all the time.

this is not good.

If he can't find a way to master this part of the music theory that is too strong, Ye Qingxuan may have no choice but to find a few discipline musicians to seal him.

"I've said it before, it's not music theory's problem, it's your problem."

Laura's voice came from the moonlight, as if in her ears: "Ye Qingxuan, ever since you set the starting point and entered the resonance, you have been a dream weaver.

But until now, you still don’t know how a real dream weaver should use his power..."

Ye Qingxuan suddenly had a headache and scratched his messy hair.

"There's no point in blaming me."

He said: "If you want to blame, how about that bastard Ye Lanzhou? He abandoned his wife and lost his conscience. He didn't know whether he would live or die for so many years, and he didn't even leave a last word.

Now, the Ye family has died to the point where I am the only one left. Not to mention Dream Weaver, I don’t even know where to go to the grave to burn paper money for those lonely ghosts, okay? "

"..." Laura was silent for a while.

But Ye Qingxuan couldn't help sighing and scratching his messy hair.

"Dream Weaver... is really troublesome."

Dream Weaver.

The unique advancement inherited from Ye's blood of heaven and man, all the family heads in the past generations came from this.

Since ancient times, there have been many musicians who have inscribed music with their bodies, such as Xiao Yuan of the Stone Heart School; there are also many sects who have passed down music theory through their blood, among which the Blood of Heaven and Man is the representative one.

But few people have thought about going one step further and manipulating their own consciousness.

Anyone who dares to do this is crazy.

Except for Ye.

Ye forged ether and music theory into his consciousness, using the dream of himself as a medium to carry the prototype of elements.

The body, bloodline and consciousness are integrated into the heavenly ladder formed by the Jiuxiao Ring Pendant, achieving a perfect balance.

Since the beginning of the resonance level, the majestic road leading to the scepter has been paved. From then on, it will naturally be twice the result with half the effort.

Ever since Ye Qingxuan became a musician's apprentice, the prototype of the dream began to brew. Silently drawing strength from Ye Qingxuan's consciousness and music theory, as Ye Qingxuan stepped into the resonance, it was time for him to advance to Dream Weaver, and it was time to bear fruit.

"It's a pity that you have nothing to dream about." Laura sighed: "There is no music theory to rely on, and the ether has nowhere to go, so you will naturally feel upset."

Ye Qingxuan asked: "Is this situation very common?"

"Never."

Laura replied: "Most dream weavers have thought about their etheric dreams before they advanced. Only you have never thought about it until now.

Besides, you bastard has lacked desire for Dayuan from the beginning. You just use music theory and music as a tool. Where in the world are there musicians like you? "

"Hey Laura, I dreamed of becoming a musician back then."

Ye Qingxuan spread his hands: "Isn't this enough for me?"

"Wanting to do something and liking to do it are two different things."

Laura snorted: "If being a cook can fulfill your wish, I guess you must be the best chef in Avalon now. But will you put any effort into becoming the best chef in the world?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

"This is the problem, Ye Qingxuan."

Laura sighed: "For you, the identity of 'musician' is just a job. Have you ever regarded it as a lifelong pursuit? Compared with this, I think you prefer to follow Abraham as an ancient history scholar..."

"At worst, I can just have a dream." Ye Qingxuan said firmly: "Anyway, as long as it's a dream, it's fine, right?"

Laura asked back, "If it's okay to have a dream, why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was speechless. After a long time, he sighed irritably: "How did Ye Lanzhou solve it back then?"

"I don't know." Laura shook her head, "When I met him, he was already a dream weaver. As for what his dream is, I believe you already have a deep understanding."

The bright moon rises over the sea.

High mountains and flowing water, the chapter of bright moon.

More than just a deep understanding?

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up: "I have already learned about moonlight, can't I copy the gourd and make a copycat?"

Then, Laura's cold water poured down mercilessly.

"Moonlight, not the bright moon."

Laura said: "Light is the application of appearance, and moon is the essence of interior.

You are very good at the application, but you know nothing about the essence of the bright moon on the sea.

You have always been like this, good at application, but lacking interest in the core, using movement and music theory purely as tools. As long as you have some interest, you won't be in this embarrassing situation. "

"He taught me." Ye Qingxuan said firmly: "It makes no sense and cannot be copied."

"He just showed you a way."

"road?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled: "I didn't see anything..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was stunned.

Dream, the end of the dream...the end of the dream...go to the end of the dream!

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan suddenly jumped up from the ground and patted his head hard: "Why did I forget this!"

Ye Lanzhou left clues for himself from the beginning.

But he found a different direction.

The end of dreams...

-

Late at night, Langdi was awakened from his dream by Ye Qingxuan.

After a long time, he rubbed his eyes and opened the door. When he saw Ye Qingxuan with red eyes in front of the door, he showed a bitter expression: "What's the matter?

Ye Zi, I know you are very anxious now, but you always have to let people sleep, right? Not everyone is like you, working around the clock like a machine without sleep. I just lay down and my eyes haven't been closed yet. I have to wait until tomorrow to start working, right? "

Ye Qingxuan held his hand and solemnly begged:

"Do me a favor."

"..."

Langdi was stunned. After a moment of silence, he took out a flattened cigarette case from his pocket and pulled out a crooked cigarette. After lighting it and taking several deep puffs, he shook his head and finally sobered up.

"Say it."

He sighed: "What did you do again? Can I, the most useless scepter master in history, be able to protect you?"

Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "You know this is definitely not what I want you to help with."

He was stunned for a moment, "You want to bring the Shire people?"

"No."

Then Langdi's expression became more and more sad.

"Is it okay if I don't help?"

"Lang Di, you are my good friend." Ye Qingxuan pressed his shoulder with sincere eyes: "Between good friends, you should always help each other, right?"

"..."

Langdi's expression suddenly became very exciting: "Why does the word "good friend" smell like scum when it comes out of your mouth?"

Ye Qingxuan asked bluntly: "What exactly did Ye Lanzhou do in the Holy City back then? You have been in the silent mechanism for so long, how can you know a little bit about it?

I'm talking about the part about the Hundred-Armed Giant. "

"...You know all this?"

Langdi was stunned for a long time, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Wait while I change my clothes."

Five minutes later, Langdi was fully dressed and returned to the door.

"Let's go."

He smoked a cigarette and led the way: "Follow me."

——

Two hours later, Ye Qingxuan took the elevator and arrived at the Silent Organization's forbidden document storage center.

There was still silence in the big library, which was as gloomy as a tomb.

But Ye Qingxuan felt relaxed and didn't feel any discomfort at all. Rather, he felt like a fish in water. It was the same in the Royal Library anyway. Apart from the lack of lights, there seemed to be no difference.

If he hadn't known that he was in a foreign country, he would have wanted to call Gawain out again for a chat.

Soon, he saw the withered and old dwarf administrator behind the counter.

"Mr. Administrator, we need to check some files." Langdi said.

"Why is it you again...oh, there is a new face, is it your friend?"

The dwarf glanced at Ye Qingxuan and stretched out his hand: "Do you have the authority?"

"No." Langdi shook his head: "This is a private inquiry without any authorization, and we don't want anyone to know."

The dwarf clicked his lips, not surprised:

"Then we have to follow the rules. Who will pay the price?"

Langdi stepped aside, revealing the dazed Ye Qingxuan behind him:

"he."

The dwarf nodded, took out an ancient bronze scale from under the counter, and placed it on the table.

The ancient scales are decorated with gorgeous patterns, which seem to vaguely echo some distant place, exuding quiet fluctuations.

"I don't care what you want to know or what you want to do."

The dwarf said calmly: "When you come here, you must abide by my rules.

——Exchange it.

Knowledge is valuable, exchange it for what you know. Write the keywords you want to know on paper and put them on the left side, and it will evaluate the weight. If you can offer something of equal value, the transaction will be successful. "

Ye Qingxuan looked at the scale: "Can anything be used for trading?"

"It doesn't matter music theory, music, information, secrets, even gossip magazines, street rumors, as long as it is knowledge."

The dwarf said calmly: "This is one of the entrances to the Nibelungs, leading to the realm of the omniscient sages, and even the 'Lighthouse' is only a part of it.

As long as you pay enough, I can even tell you the color of the Pope's underwear. "

"Okay, then help me see what color the Pope's underwear is."

Ye Qingxuan became excited, rubbed his hands, and without waiting for the wolf whistle to stop him, he wrote the keyword "Color of the Pope's underwear" on the note and placed it on the left side of the scale.

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