Because of the loss of vision just now, Zhou Yu didn't know how Sang Lian resisted Hong Ye's eyes. But it was obvious that the bamboo flute that Sang Lian was holding must be the key to preventing him from crystallizing and even damaging Hongye. But no matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary flute. The body of the tube is verdant green, and it is probably very young, so it cannot be an antique treasure. If Sang Lian hadn't held something like this in his hand, Zhou Yu probably wouldn't have even glanced at it.
After the room was quiet for a moment, Hongye said: "I brought him here to save a girl. I thought you might be willing to help, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary."
"Why did Akiko say this?"
Sang Lian put down the bamboo flute and said in a calm tone: "Everything that saves people is a good deed. If I can help, I will naturally do the same."
"No need. What I need is the lord. Now you have begun to devour the land and can no longer connect with this city."
Upon hearing Hongye's rejection, the expression on Sang Lian's face did not change, and she still replied calmly: "It's such a pity."
Hongye stretched out his hand wordlessly. The black rope tied around Zhou Yu's wrist untied itself and slipped into her sleeve quietly.
"Is Akiko leaving now?"
"Yes. I am inferior to others today, and I will come to visit another day. Sang Lian, you don't plan to go anywhere else before you finish eating here, right?"
Sang Lian nodded quietly. As if she couldn't suppress the doubts in her heart, Hongye suddenly asked again: "Why?"
"To give old wishes."
He also answered in a steady and unchanging tone. Then, he spread out one palm and gently placed it on the crystallized ground.
From the bottom of his palm, the sound of crystals being crushed continued to be heard. The dense movement seemed as if his palms were filled with sharp teeth that could bite the crystals.
While watching this scene, Zhou Yu suddenly felt the crystal layer under his feet move. He stepped back in small steps, and the crystal layers shrank and squeezed layer by layer towards Sang Lian's palm. Cracks and damage quickly spread all over its surface, and then disappeared under Sang Lian's palm. Only the crisp and mind-numbing sound of chewing persisted.
The crystal faces thinned little by little, and finally the soil and rock at the bottom were exposed. Within a few minutes, the entire crystallized ground was "sucked" into Sang Lian's palm.
In order not to be pulled over by the moving crystal layer, Zhou Yu and Hongye had to stand on the exposed soil surface. Hongye bit her lip gently and looked at the other party solemnly.
Sang Lian raised her hand and held the bamboo flute again. At this moment, the floor of the room has been lowered by more than twenty centimeters, but the fluorescent lamp embedded in the ceiling is still intact, projecting light through the crystallized lampshade. With the help of light, the situation on Sang Lian's palm can be clearly seen. It was as complete as a normal person, with no cracks or teeth.
"You can even swallow my consciousness, Sang Lian, if you continue like this, you will become a false god, right?"
Sang Lian just smiled silently.
Seeing his expression, Hongye gritted his teeth and said, "I asked more. Now you are already a pseudo-god. Do you want to become an ancient species? A life form like a snake, you Do you think that’s acceptable?”
"This is," Sang Lian said, "what you have to do to make your wish come true."
Hongye said nothing more, she took Zhou Yu's hand and walked outside the house. The walls of the room are quite thick, and although the interior has turned into a crystal room, the "rental house" from the outside cannot be seen at all.
After opening the door, bald Brother Dan was still guarding the entrance. As soon as he saw the two people coming out, he was about to block the road and ask, but Hongye coldly said "I can't hold it anymore" and walked straight past him.
The two of them followed the old path back into the sewer. Only then did Hongye let go of Zhou Yu's hand belatedly.
"Sorry. I got a little out of control tonight."
Hongye crossed his arms and sighed at the smelly sewage flow. Looking at her depressed look, she just wanted to bury her head in the sewage.
"...Hongye, stay away from the dirty water. It will be troublesome to go back and clean it."
"Normal washing is not very troublesome, Zhou Yu. Not everyone washes their clothes over and over like you do."
Hongye replied dully, instead of returning to the relatively clean side, he squatted down facing the sewer. Seeing that the possibility of her burying herself in dirty water was increasing, Zhou Yu had no choice but to endure his instinctive revulsion and approach the source of the stench. He knelt down next to Hongye and asked, "Does Sang Lian's matter bother you?"
"……Um."
Hongye said in a tone full of frustration: "He was a man who died for a moral cause, and my sword has no effect on him. If even 'that' doesn't work now, there is nothing I can do to him."
What she was referring to must have been her own eyes.
"Did he do something with that flute? What happened just now?"
Hongye shook his head gently and said: "The flute is just an ordinary flute. What is important is the tune he plays."
"Is the song special?"
"It's a unique piece of music. If I'm not mistaken, its name is "The Law of the Way", and it's a 'ghost song' composed by a holy man. Only the creator can play it. There are only three people, and Sang Lian is one of them."
"Is it so complicated? It sounds like a very simple melody to me."
Different from the singing and dancing in Onti that night, the flute music Zhou Yu heard was not complicated at all, it was like an ordinary mountain tune. It's so simple that you can listen to and record the music score at will, and a novice can play it completely after just one or two hours of learning.
"If ordinary people listen to it, it is indeed just a very simple melody. That is because ordinary people can only hear the 'normal sound' and cannot hear the 'nether sound' above that. The same goes for Zhou Yu, you only have eyes." Youshi's function is no different from other people's hearing."
"That is to say, the music played by Sang Lian has parts that are inaudible to human ears, right? It's like ultrasonic waves and infrasound waves?"
Hongye seemed to have no difficulty understanding the physical terms proposed by Zhou Yu. She thought for a while, nodded and said: "It is indeed somewhat similar, but the principle is still different, because the 'secret sound' is not a problem with the audio... Zhou Yu, you know that in addition to hearing, the ear is actually a balance organ, right?"
"You mean the semicircular canals."
"Well. If that part of the ear organ is damaged, the person will lose their sense of balance and become dizzy. But the hearing will not be lost because of this, because the two functions are independent. The so-called 'listening' is a kind of A function independent of hearing. It is not the capture of sound waves."
Hong Ye stretched out her hand and flicked her fingers in the void. To Zhou Yu's ears, there was no sound, but she was snapping her fingers as if she were hitting a certain tune.
"Assuming that Zhou Yu's world will regard sound waves as the vibration of entities, then the 'youyin' is like the vibration of Xuan Ye's air, that is, the sound of the movement of all things on the earth and the stars in the sky. This kind of sound, mortals It can neither capture nor emit, so it is possible to maintain mental balance and not be swallowed up by the huge chaos. From this point of view, not hearing the 'nether sound' is originally the self-protection of the human ear. As for the few who can feel it with their ears If a person with Xuan Ye Qi vibration does not have other related sensory abilities, such as 'nether sight' and 'netherworld sense', then his brain will not be able to correctly process the information obtained and can only classify what the ears collect. It is a certain sound, expressed in the form of hearing. In the same way, Zhou Yu, the Xuan Ye Qi you see is not its true form. It is just because the capturing organ is the eye, so your brain conceptualizes it. It’s just for visuals.”
"So, can you feel all the red leaves?"
"Well, compared to you, Zhou Yu, I have six more senses. That is, hearing, smell, taste, touch, heart, and thoughts."
"I understand the first four. The heart is intuition, right? So what is thought?"
"That is……"
Hongye was silent for a while, and then said dejectedly: "I'm sorry, Zhou Yu, I can't explain this."
"Is it as difficult as Xia Chong Yubing's?"
"Hmm... It should be said that it is the difficulty of Xia Chongyu's thermodynamics."
Hongye's voice became lower and lower, but Zhou Yu didn't feel any embarrassment. When he heard words like "thermodynamics" pop out of Hongye's mouth, he felt a little funny.
"Let's go back."
Finally, he stood up from the cesspool.
"Since there's nothing you can do against him now, let's retreat for now and think of countermeasures when we get back."
For some reason, he didn't feel frustrated at all, but spoke unusually calmly.
