Miss Bach's Crab Canon

Gao Yiyu waved goodbye to them and opened the door of the music room with a familiar smell.

Miaomiao obviously became serious, because the fateful interview is at this very moment.

Gao Yiyu walked towards the drum set in the corner, and put the new drumsticks in his hands, waiting for Miaomiao to claim them.

The reason why I bought a new set of drum sticks is because since Meow Meow wants to resonate with it, then they will become Meow Meow's hands and feet and will definitely be taken away.The things of the school are the property of the school after all, it is too immoral to steal the drum sticks, so Gao Yiyu just came to borrow the drum set.

"Master, how...how can I resonate with them?"

"Try to feel them, call them instead of seeing them...and imagine them responding to you." She's a master at it.

And, the advice worked.

Gao Yiyu felt that the drum stick in his hand was taken away by others.But if you observe with your eyes, you will find that the drumsticks are flying by themselves, surrounded by a faint, fog-like color.

Meow Meow resonated with it.

They were endowed with wisdom, endowed with destiny, liberated from the earth, sky, plants, life and death, and became brand new existences that fed on magic power.

but……

After all, it's the little brother's little brother, and they don't look very smart.

"you……"

"it is good……"

Two drum sticks, one sentence, twisted words can barely form a word, this should be the limit of their dialogue.Gao Yiyu also felt a strong sense of closeness from them, not only that, but also an intuitive reaction of "I can control their fate".

Without giving them time to chat, Gao Yiyu sat on the piano bench and opened the piano cover.

"The title is, Drumming for my jam session."

Huo Miao manipulated the drumsticks with magic, and she was so nervous that she was about to sweat.

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108·The Adventure of the Little Princess

Jet lag is a complex issue.

For ordinary people, turning day and night upside down, facing the same sun and moon, the disorder of the biological clock can even make people depressed.

This is not the most terrible.

The problem is compounded if you're strapped for cash and unlucky enough to commute between ends of the world on a tight vacation.

I was catching a cheap flight and encountered a flight delay. I was half asleep and half awake in the terminal hall. After a 5-minute nap, I had to wake up to check the flight information.

After a few hours, I finally waited for the flight, and there was turbulence all the way, and I passed out from the plane due to exhaustion and sleepiness, and I was struggling for 12 hours in the long economy class...

After finally surviving and falling to the ground, I didn’t fall asleep for an hour, and I immediately had to rush to the school or company to report under the scorching sun. I was dragged to drink all night that day, and before I knew it, it was daytime again. Classes, jobs piled up, and it was a new environment where everyone didn't know each other...

But for the rich, especially the super rich, this is a different itinerary.

Like Galina - from the richest, most powerful hidden family in the world.

She has the best private jet, no flight delays, ready to go.

The seat can stretch the limbs at will, and you can use any sitting position you want. When you are tired, you can sleep peacefully on the soft bed.

You can also bathe in the air, in the warm water, while listening to some soft music, while looking at the sea of ​​clouds through the window.

Of course, as long as she wants, the chef will prepare the food she likes at any time, and let the kind blonde secretary in black stockings serve it up.

If she hasn't slept enough after getting off the plane, she can continue to sleep in the car, which will be much smoother.

She never rushes, never sacrifices her sleep and meal time to take care of each other, and let the biological clock complain.All appointments in the world need to obey her biological clock arrangement.

But occasionally, there are some exceptions.

"It's jet lag..."

On the plane, she yawned, refused all food, and fell asleep, which was totally different from usual.

In this world, there are still a handful of people who can make Jialina willingly sacrifice her biological clock.For example, the great bard I visited a few days ago, she showed a unique low profile in her life, but she gained a lot.

But when she closed her eyes, dreamy scenes flashed by, and her sleepiness was lost to her memories.

It's really wonderful, the organ, the magic, those miraculous experiences...and...she is so beautiful, no wonder the ancestors admired her so much...to experience all this in person, and the money is not too expensive It's a drop in the bucket, really the most worthwhile investment in the world.

But the good will soon give way to reality.

After getting off the plane, the early autumn climate in the plains on the other side of the earth is intensely dry.It was completely different from the pleasant southwestern town where the bard lived, which made the seriousness in Jialina's eyes even deeper.

This is the private airport owned by their family, in order to avoid the long drive.There are many similar facilities in the world.More often than not, these private airports are built in some of the most exclusive places, where there are always family residences.

Taking the luxury car that had been waiting for a long time, she gave instructions to the driver in English——

"Go to the tree house."

— a special residence.

They are not satisfied with ordinary mansions.

Even in a place full of natural beauty, build a mansion with twice the size of the manor.Even if it is like a dream like a fairy tale, a leisure villa built in a zoo.Even if it is located on the Gold Coast or enjoys an exclusive island, a private complex with farms and horse farms.Or in Manhattan or central London, the whole building belongs to their multi-storey flats——

For their family, these are meaningless and extremely cheap houses, at most they can only stop occasionally due to official business, and they cannot become permanent residences—they have a more unique residence.

The current tree house is one of them.

It is located in the plain forest that rejects mortals, passing through the road hidden in evergreen vegetation, as long as you open the car window and look up close to the sky, you can see the house.

It was a big tree that had grown thousands of years ago. It was huge, tall, and its branches and leaves spread outward, like the hand of the earth.

In the last century, Jialina's family dug out many room structures that met their own needs from this tree. The so-called residences are distributed inside and outside the tree.

If you want to feel the rhythm of the earth down-to-earth, you can live in the lowest room and meditate in the log room with just the right humidity and the fragrance of the forest.

If you want to observe the birds, you can take the stairs to the middle floor, which can be level with other trees in the forest, which is the habitat of the birds.

If you want to watch the sunrise and sunset, take the elevator to the top of the big tree, you can see the communication between the forest and the horizon.

There is no light pollution here, all the food comes from real nature, and Jialina can always sleep peacefully here.

But even after being tormented by humans like this, this big tree did not die because of their brutality, but lived very well, and maybe it will grow for thousands of years.Just because it is a symbol of surpassing human beings, it signed a contract with this big tree and provided it with power.

That's magic.

The secretary opened the car door for Jialina, and the green brick road was just under her feet, leading to the tree house.The servant family, which has been passed down for several generations, is also ready to welcome at the door in advance.When she got out of the car, there was an umbrella propped up for her, just to avoid passing birds, who didn't understand human affectation.

Galina didn't give them a chance to speak.

"—Is the head of the house here?"

"I'm already waiting for you in the meditation room." The secretary replied.

"Okay, then you will handle the official business for me. I want to discuss important matters with the Patriarch, and no interruptions are allowed."

After receiving the order, everyone followed the procedures that went deep into the bone marrow.

Many companies will close down or get a new life because these servants take care of the official business for the master.Many will lose their jobs, even commit suicide, or get a tiny fortune that will get them rich overnight, and then someday it will be recouped.They would make the most rational choice, but none of the servants dared to think about what Jialina wanted to discuss with the old Patriarch.

Jialina walked the quiet and smooth road to the meditation room on the first floor.The vacuum glass that is always clean has built this place, and the old owner always likes to rest here when he gets old.

"Galina, have you seen her?" The old Patriarch sat on the wicker chair with his back to his beloved granddaughter, but there was no trace of joy in his tone.

"Well! But... But she didn't promise me."

Although Gao Yiyu may not have taken it seriously, Jialina went to visit her on purpose, in fact to renew her contract.

Just like the agreement she made with her ancestors, that made the family leap from a lost European nobleman to its current size.Galina was about to inherit power, and she wanted the bard's great guidance...but it didn't work out.

"However, she should...don't hate me. She showed me the most beautiful music in the world, and...also let me...in contact with incredible existence...Grandma, do you know that there are gods in the world?"

"know."

"I communicated with a god, and I also saw great demons far beyond imagination. They seem to be partners in the same band as the bard. It's amazing..."

But Galina wasn't just here to share the joy, she had problems.

That is the reality described by Daphne, the goddess of laurel.

"I...my parents, are..."

"I don't want to talk about this with you." The old Patriarch's tone was calm, but there was a majesty that would never offend and refuse, but also kindly, "But you also have the right to know, so we meet here."

"You mean..."

"After our family prospered, we also tried to pursue the path of magic power. You also understand that. In fact, you are the first finished product. I'm sorry for using this kind of word to describe you, but this is the truth. We have established relationships with wonderful existences. The contract, I have learned about magic power and the world."

Jialina is also aware of these things. In fact, the reason why this tree house has been dug out and the tree can still grow tenaciously is because there is a "devil" living here, a demon who signed a contract with their family.Although the ancestors, grandmother and others didn't say it clearly, they just called it a "wonderful existence", but Jialina thought so.

To talk about why... because she has never seen that family demon since she was a child.

Every time she approached, the family members would pull her back and even beat and scold her.As a result, Jialina added the painful memory of being beaten and scolded as a child to that demon, turning its existence into something terrifying in her memory.

"I'm old enough now to see it?"

"Well, it knows about your parents, it knows about the bard, and more, and I don't want to tell you that myself because I'm old and I can't turn reality around. It's all your way, you Responsibility for ... go, anyway, it won't hurt you ... just, it's wonderful, you have to be prepared."

"……I understand."

Jialina bid farewell to her grandmother, stared at the forest outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and took several deep breaths, but those moist breaths from the forest could not suppress her beating heart.She patted her face, her complexion ranged from fair to red.

Finally...today...finally approved!

Demons who can visit the family!

In this way, you can learn more about the world of magic and get more power!That way...maybe...get a little closer to the great bard.

And, not only that, she can also learn about her parents from the mouth of the family demon... She left the family and her parents early.Jialina's excited heart was extinguished by the cold water, because she thought of every birthday without her parents' blessing since she was a child.

She made her way to her room, wandering through the prism-shaped wardrobe room, looking for suitable clothing.Be formal, be mysterious, be serious, be able to reflect the majesty of one's inherited power and permission...and be cute and beautiful...just like that bard.

She still has to take a shower... From listening to the organ to now, she hasn't taken a shower yet, and the family demons will probably hate dirty humans.Better to have some more coffee to refresh myself lest I say the wrong thing...

It took a full two hours to go through all of this, and after dealing with every detail——

Galina, dressed up, stepped on the stairs, going down and down.

The family demon's room was in the basement, and except for the old housekeeper, the other servants didn't even know that such a path existed.Now, holding the candlestick in her hand, she walked step by step towards the forest and the ground of the tree house.

Not long after, a wall appeared in front of her, and after careful observation, she found the door.

This wall...is not the stone here, Jialina judged it from the smell and an indescribable temperament, and they have a very long history since they were built, let alone hundreds of years.The workmanship of this door is very fine, and the degree of history it carries is more obvious.

She knocked on the door, feeling unusually nervous.

"Hello, I'm Galina Amslow Lomonosov, the current first heir." But the words he spoke were very smooth and elegant.

"..."

"I always wanted to come here to play when I was a child, but I never succeeded...Now, I have permission, maybe I can meet you?" She was more sincere.

"..."

There was no response, and Galina wondered a little. She twisted the handle, but it didn't lock.The sharp metal sound of the hinges opening the door was like the bellows of an accordion. In this atmosphere, even Jialina felt a little scared.

Praying to the bard, to Daphne and the unknown spirit body in her heart for a while, she mustered up her courage.

"Hello there!"

"... Oh?" ​​Finally, a voice responded.

After the door was opened, the candlestick in Jialina's hand pulled out a long shadow and diffused light into the room, finally allowing Jialina to see clearly what was inside——

Jialina was surprised by the very, very classical room. It is very typical Russian classical, that is, it inherits most of the French Baroque shapes and also has some ancient Russian elements of the palace design.

And... It looks like a room specially used for girls... Dressing table, flower pot, princess bed, vanity mirror, desk, luxurious chair.It's all a bit aged, obviously antiques, but very well maintained.

But the problem is - this... is completely inconsistent with Jialina's imagination.

Jialina originally thought that since she was the demon contracted by the family from generation to generation, and was underground, and was not shown to children, there would undoubtedly be a secret prison, cage, and altar, where blood and darkness would keep her locked up. Scary shofar demon.

But it's pretty girly...although I haven't seen anyone.

Jialina glanced around, but didn't see the existence of a demon, she immediately looked up, because according to this plot, the demon would lurk on the ceiling, just to scare people - but it was not right.Nothing but crystal lights and ceilings.