"Is Teacher Jiubian really just asking for a loud voice?" Hill asked with some confusion when he saw that the chamber pot was not moved at all.
"She did not mention any other conditions," Yi Liuling pondered, "What exactly went wrong?"
"I have a guess, Brother Ling," Yousheng's voice suddenly sounded, "Do you want to hear it?"
"Hey, you finally spoke?" Yi Liuling asked in her mind in surprise, "I thought you were asleep."
"How is that possible? I was just thinking." Yousheng immediately denied it.
Yi Liuling was a little surprised: "Thinking? What are you thinking about?"
"I think what Mr. Destiny said gave me a very familiar feeling," Yousheng said not very confidently, "I always feel that the experience he described gave me a feeling that I was present, but I I can’t remember which part, and I’m not familiar with Mr. Destiny.”
"Isn't that the time when Brother Destiny went to the devil world? Isn't that what happened during the period of the first generation principal? I remember you were the potted plant of the third generation principal." Yi Liuling didn't expect Yousheng to have so many surprises that he didn't know about. "Could it be that you existed a long time ago, right? Pangu created the sky, you handed him the ax, and Nuwa created humans, you rubbed the clay and so on."
"How is that possible? I'm very young!" Yousheng immediately retorted, "Something must have happened after that, but I have come to a conclusion now."
"What conclusion?" Yi Liuling asked.
"If you can't remember, it's not important." Yousheng said confidently, "Let's take care of the current things first."
"Okay, tell me your conjecture." Yi Liuling felt that Yousheng's words made sense, and the conversation between him and Yousheng was in his mind. Now to the outside world, it seems that he is in a daze. It is best not to continue for this period of time. Too long, otherwise it will look a bit silly.
"I think what Jiubian said is right," Yousheng pointed, "The problem is not that the sound is not loud enough, but that the chamber pot can't hear it."
"I can't hear you." After hearing Yi Liuling's story, Hill nodded. "I think it makes sense. The music has to hit the soul directly. But in this case, you have to use magic power. You may have to consider finding someone else."
It's a shameful thing for musicians like them to use their magic to influence others instead of the music itself.
"That being said, I have an idea." Jazz flapped his wings and flew up. "Wouldn't Dreamboy tell stories in other people's dreams after he goes to sleep? All you need is for me to copy the song you just played, and then let Dreamboy play in his dream Isn’t it enough to sing in the dream?”
"It's rare for you to speak human words?" Yi Liuling found that Jazz actually had serious moments.
"Isn't it true that I've been talking in human language?" Jazz was shocked when he heard it. "Can you fools understand what I'm saying in bird language?"
Since Sir's speech was always unpleasant, and the plan he had given before was indeed constructive, several people ignored his bad mouth and discussed: "Judging from his situation, I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep, so besides talking about it in his dreams, , we may also need the help of an illusionist."
"Dong dong dong." At this time, the studio door was knocked.
"Excuse me, is classmate Yi Liuling here?" A female voice said, "I am Meng Xinlian from the illusion department."
"Look, it's coming." Sir spread his wings.
Indeed, Meng Xinlian's illusion construction happens to be related to dreams, and it matches Meng Yanlong's ability very well. This is the advantage of the so-called family name ability, because they are basically related to each other and can be easily coordinated.
But why did she come to find him?
Yi Liuling opened the door with doubts, and then understood immediately.
Not only was Meng Xinlian standing outside the door, but there was also the uneasy Meng Yancheng behind her.
"Are you here to see Jazz?" Yi Liuling pointed inside, and Jazz immediately flew over and stuck his head out from above his head: "Did Meng Boy remember your father?"
"Did you do something and get beaten again?" Meng Yan used to be submissive to the others, but he punched Jazz hard, and immediately said seriously like an old father, "I feel like someone hit the back of my head with a stick. This should be a soul attack, right?"
"Hmph, an old woman sneaked up on my two-month-old bird, is that okay?" Before Jazz could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Yanchang: "Of course that's okay, how could you be so disrespectful?" Where is Teacher Mian?"
"Ha, I didn't mention her name. If you heard the old woman and took her seat, it means you think so too." Jazz landed on Meng Yanxiang's shoulder and tapped the back of his head with his wings.
Meng Yan panicked as soon as she started talking, and quickly explained to Meng Xinlian: "It likes to talk nonsense and make you laugh."
"Pfft," Meng Xinlian covered her mouth and chuckled. Even though she couldn't help laughing, she still looked very dignified, "No, Sir, this can be considered a true character."
They are all ladies from aristocratic families in the sixth world. Meng Xinlian, who comes from a big family, is obviously more disciplined than Lu Xiang. As for Fei Huihua, although her appearance has always been good, I don't know if she has been following the smiling stick stick for a long time, and now she has a tendency to show off.
"By the way, Boy Meng, this little... um," Jazz stole a glance at Yi Liuling and changed his words, "Brother Ling has something to ask of you."
"Why are you talking about people?" Meng Yanchang also had the same doubt, but unlike Yi Liuling, he spoke to Yi Liuling directly without giving Jazz a chance to reply, "Ling Brother, what’s the matter with you?”
Yi Liuling then repeated Sir's proposal just now: "I wonder if you have time?"
"Of course I have time," Meng Xinlian saw Meng Yan looking at her and nodded with a smile, "Will it be done here?"
"I'll find you another room so that I won't delay Bonnie and the others' rehearsal." Hill said.
"That's fine," Meng Xinlian thought for a while, then suggested, "It just so happens that I'm currently practicing memory illusions, which are illusions that can construct corresponding memories into illusions with the permission of others. Magic. In this way, combined with Jazz's ability, we can try to reproduce the Storm Song in Yi's memory."
"Is it true?" When Bonnie heard this, she quickly ran over, "Then if that's the case, there's no need to change rooms. Can we also listen to it?"
Yi Liuling had heard Fei Huihua mention this spell that Meng Xinlian described, which was similar to a pensieve. She said that a powerful illusionist could not only construct a stable illusion based on his or her own imagination, but also use the thoughts of others. However, this is probably a relatively late course. It can only be said that Meng Xinlian is indeed worthy of the title of the number one genius in the illusion department, and she was exposed to it in the first year of high school.
Of course, she is obviously only in the initial stage. A truly powerful illusionist can invade other people's brains even without permission, and the recipient's resistance is usually related to the strength of the soul.
In addition, summoners who possess biological life props will be more resistant to such spells, while Yi Liuling, who has three or four consciousnesses in his head, is more likely to be immune to them, which can be considered an advantage.
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