The melancholy sound of the piano attracted other people in the nursing home. They gathered around unconsciously and listened quietly to Hanshui's piano playing.
The music slowly ended, there was silence for a moment, and everyone clapped.
Amidst the applause, the old man opened his eyes, with a rare blush on his face. He wiped away a drop of muddy old tears and smiled at Welling:
"Brother, it's funny...no one has listened to my chatter for many years, and even when I'm excited, the sound of the piano is not adjusted properly..."
After saying that, he hugged the people around him:
"It's funny..."
Wei Ling bowed down and gave the old man a deep bow.
…
In the office area of the Sheriff's Mansion, County Magistrate Qinghui's eyes suddenly widened, as if he couldn't believe it, and then a smile spread on his Qinghui face:
"Intelligent warlock, good guy, just like me!"
But immediately some worries came to mind:
"Intelligent type, then the combat effectiveness will be worrying. Just leave it to fate. It's still early anyway, and it may not necessarily be the case!"
Thinking of this, Qinghui felt relieved.
…
Wei Ling naturally didn't know that the moment he became a warlock, the identity recognition system chip in his body and the "Jianmu" barrier system had already made judgments on the abnormality of the mind body and recorded it at the same time.
Of course, the recorded information only includes the "warlock" itself and its category, but the system cannot determine the specific spell abilities.
On the way home after finishing his work, Wei Ling did not use the electric skateboard. He kept walking slowly with his hands behind his back, digesting the abilities he had learned in his mind.
I am so lucky, because I have keenly observed the subtle changes in energy caused by the sound wave frequency in the dark sea. Then I can be sure that different sound wave frequencies will lead to different energy changes.
Thinking of this, Wei Ling felt as if he was struck by a huge thunder, and he suddenly remembered something.
In the prehistoric era, ancient times, Taoist priests, alchemists, wizards, Shibi, Duangong, etc., when doing things, they always used some musical instruments or accompanied some specific incantations. Could it be that this is actually using sound waves to induce Dark energy?
When I thought of this, the same kind of data rush that I had when I woke up appeared in my brain again, surging forward.
The "Disease Curse", "Water Transformation Curse", "Cold Dispelling Curse", "Clothes Purification Curse", "Body Purification Curse", "Purification Heaven and Earth Curse" of the ancient Daxia people's sects...
Countless spells merged into waterfalls that shocked the mind, causing Wei Ling to stand on the street with his eyes closed for a long time.
The ancient spell system was extremely complex. Judicial preparation, props and materials, writing status, the tone of the spell, and the practitioner's own ability directly affected whether the dark energy fluctuations he tried to mobilize for communication were effective.
But the only thing that is certain is that the sonic frequency will interfere with the ability of the participating warlocks.
This is the most important conclusion.
After a long time, he opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright, and the gloom that had been hiding in his heart for a long time seemed to be wiped away.
However, a bigger doubt came to mind. What kind of person was he before he lost his memory? He knew astronomy and geography, plant encyclopedia, and current military equipment. Now it was even more amazing. He also knew the talismans and spells of ancient times.
The most amazing thing is that there are some common sense things that you just don’t know.
But when you think about how simple the current learning methods are, it is not surprising that I have learned these by myself in the past ten years or so.
It can only be concluded that my life experience may not be simple...
It seems that I have more contacts with Li Lingyou and Xie Wuyi. After all, they are descendants of aristocratic families and are well-informed. What if someone happens to know my former self?
Based on my current preliminary judgment, it is estimated that he does not come from a poor family.
But why did he appear on that mountain?
What exactly is involved in this?
Internal fighting in the valve? The battle for the inheritance? A vendetta? Abandoning your idiot son?
Shaking his head, as if to throw these thoughts out of his mind, Wei Ling walked forward with his hands behind his back, head held high, and full of confidence.
The fingers of his hands behind his back were constantly overlapping, entwining, and pressing each other, accompanied by an almost imperceptible whisper in his throat.
It was only then that he noticed that he had another natural advantage. He had not noticed this problem before, that is, his vocal cords were unusually wide and slender, but the gap between the two vocal cords was very small.
This means that he can sing a voice with an extremely wide range and a huge scale span. If he wants to be a singer, he must be extremely talented and very promising.
I walked like this until I returned to the small courtyard of No. 36 Ginkgo Street on the second floor.
He suddenly stood still, pondered for a moment, and if he realized something, he continued to move forward and walked into the small courtyard.
There was actually a line of water entwining the fingertips of his hands behind his back, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a thread of fire dancing. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing, but the fingers suddenly became silvery, and the body became heavier and heavier. Suddenly relaxed, passing by the flower bed, the flowers that have not yet bloomed suddenly bloomed, and the grass blades that were about to wither suddenly bloomed full of vitality and green.
…
For geniuses, it is common sense to know everything.
Welling was not too happy. He instinctively felt that his successful attempt was an anomaly and a dangerous secret. It was a life-threatening secret that must not be known to more people.
Because all common sense tells the world that there is no warlock in this world who can fully possess the original spiritual power?
The more critical and fatal problem is that his identity is not an original warlock, but an auxiliary intelligent warlock.
I once again checked my identity information through my mind body. Yes, only the status of my identity information has changed from "mutation level one" to a citizen of the Great Xia Empire (elementary warlock).
The thought body was activated by spiritual consciousness, and the mechanical simulation prompt sound of the "Jianmu" barrier system without any emotion came out in his mind:
"Imperial citizens who have transformed from mutants to warlocks can enjoy independent courtyards. Please choose whether you need an independent residence."
"Imperial citizen has transformed from a mutant into a warlock. His original work assignment has been cancelled. Please visit the commander of Iasi County, Shi Chuanbai, within three days to make new work arrangements."
Without hesitation, Welling chose not to need to change his residence.
At the same time, I had preliminary ideas for gifts for the children.
…
When he returned to his room, he unexpectedly found that the three little guys were waiting for him together. They seemed to be throwing away bags and discussing study matters. When he saw Wei Ling coming in, they all looked at Wei Ling intently, with a trace of amusement on their faces. Confuse.
They always felt that under Wei Ling's usual smiling expression, there was something slightly different. They couldn't tell what it was specifically, but they felt closer to him.
"Big brother"
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
The three children all jumped over and surrounded Wei Ling, and information packets were thrown around:
"Brother, why are you so handsome today?"
"Let's just say, I always feel something is different. He is indeed more handsome!"
"That's right, that's what I mean too, haha..."
The little fat guy always has to be a step slower.
Welling touched their heads one by one:
"I'll tell you some good news. Today, my eldest brother has become a warlock, a wise warlock... Come on, my eldest brother will take you to eat delicious food today!"
Accompanying the spiritual thoughts, there is also the fat but not greasy appearance of the braised pork, the green vegetables stir-fried like jade carvings, and the white mushroom slices floating in the tangy soup.
"Wow, big brother is so awesome!"
"Ouch--that's great!"
A burst of cheering messages flooded Welling's brain, and the little fat man wiped the corners of his mouth.
…
On the third day, Wei Ling used the barrier system to check the office location of the county magistrate and asked for intelligent machine assistance.
After taking the elevator to the still familiar ground, there was already a humanoid intelligent machine waiting in the passage.
"Hello, please follow."
The smart machine scanned and learned Wei Ling's identity and sent a message.
Wei Ling nodded slightly and followed it.
Now these dark metal buildings have become very pleasing to Wei Ling's eyes. Looking left and right, he passed through countless complicated maze-like courtyards and came to Chuan Bai's office.
Chuan Bai still looked busy and bookish. When he saw Wei Ling guided by the smart device, he was obviously a little confused. In an instant, he came back to his senses. He probably received a notification from the system:
"What a guy! It's only been three months, and he's already a warlock, huh?"
His expression was even more surprised:
"Wisdom Warlock? Such a niche, this ratio is very small among warlocks!
This is a bit troublesome. Well, if it is any type of original warlock, I can place it at my discretion, but since it is an intelligent type, it is better to let Master Qingfu make the decision. He is an intelligent type of warlock. "
Chuan Bai made a decision instantly, gave Wei Ling a big smile, and extended a thumbs up:
"As expected, he is indeed a sorcerer seed that is valued by both the county guard and the county magistrate. I admire him, I admire him!"
Wei Ling didn't know whether Chuan Bai's admiration was directed at himself or the two adults:
"Your Majesty, that's a compliment. I have to thank you for taking care of me."
"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome."
As he spoke, Chuan Bai waved back the smart machine that was leading the way, and personally took Wei Ling to Lord Qinghui.
Soon, Chuan Bai took Wei Ling to the side of the large palace of the county governor and walked into an ordinary courtyard. The courtyard was surrounded by county officials who were busy working.
In the largest office in the middle, I saw the county magistrate Qinghui who was hunched over his desk and staring at the screen and writing desks to deal with government affairs.
The pale-faced Master Qinghui raised his head and saw the two of them, with a smile on his face:
"Brother Chuanbai brought Wei Ling over. He must have thought that Wei Ling had the same abilities as me, or he felt that there were not many wisdom warlocks, and the empire might have other arrangements, right?"
Chuan Bai was startled and smiled bitterly:
"Your Excellency is very aware of everything and is indeed a wise man. This is exactly what I think. I am worried that by arranging things at will, I will waste resources and delay the virtues of the empire."
"Brother Chuan Bai has really done everything he can to discover talents in the empire. I have always admired him and thank you!"
The two exchanged greetings and exchanged a few information packets. Chuan Bai nodded to Wei Ling and turned to leave.
Qingfu looked at Wei Ling who was saluting, with all kinds of thoughts swirling in his heart.
He, Bai Su, and Yang Qi had seen the memory scene in front of the palace, and were really wary of Wei Ling's background.
In these short three months, from naturally activating the mind body to becoming an intelligent warlock, it was so smooth.
Is this all that person's arrangement?
Or was it just accidental?
Qinghui himself is an intelligent warlock. Regarding being able to calculate and predict things so accurately that it is like a miracle, his first judgment is that it is almost impossible to do it.
But the facts are before our eyes, and it becomes more and more unfathomable and profound that that person is, so profound that it is a bit frightening.
Qingfu is confident in his "Taojie·Light Picking" technique.
Dreams are a reflection of a person's subconscious mind, which cannot be controlled by an individual relying solely on reason.
He believed in himself that from Welling's picture, he could not see any plot against Yasi County or the empire.
His own authority is second only to Bai Su in Yaxi County. He has the right to check countless detection camera sensing devices in the entire county.
He also secretly observed Wei Ling and the three children many times, and what he saw was that they were as harmonious as brothers, and that kind of mutual respect and love could not be faked.
It is precisely because of these secret observations that he is full of expectations for Welling, and he can be entrusted with big things at some point in the future.
Thinking of this, he walked up to Wei Ling who was saluting, held up Wei Ling's arm with both hands, and asked in a gentle voice without dropping any information:
"For thousands of years, our people have been on shabby roads, and we have stumbled into this era of divine enlightenment. It is really difficult. The empire is not easy, and you may not know it. For the sake of the more than one million Xia people in Yaxi County, Wei Ling, can I trust you? ?”
