The secret box is a small box, made of non-gold and non-wood, but it looks very strong. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info There are many symbols densely written on the outside of the box, some like tadpoles, and some like door holes, which are strange and unpredictable. If so, it's not surprising. Maybe this is some kind of ciphertext that someone has studied. But these strange ciphertexts are divided by fine and dense grids. There are seventy-seven and forty-nine such wonderful grids, some of which have symbols on them, and some of them are blank. Klossie flipped through it a few times and felt something familiar. These tadpole-like words seemed to have been seen before, and her effect was hovering in Klossie's mind, and she was about to come out, but she was just a kick in the door.

The strange symbol seemed to dazzle Klossie, and she couldn't help but shake her hand, and the secret box body turned slightly. The middle of the box seems to be cracked, and it is divided into two cuboids on the left and right. Klossie thought that she had broken the secret box, but when she thought that this thing was snatched around, it was not broken, it should not be a precious thing. It can only be said that the secret box body is like this. With the idea of giving it a try, Klossie continued to twist it, and the box spun and reassembled into a complete cube again. Just like this, some of the words that were originally on the top ran to the front, and the words in the front ran to the bottom. In this way, the strange order becomes strange again. Klossie continued to unscrew it, and found that the secret box could be rotated at will in all directions. As long as you hold any two ends of the box, you can rotate it. The opposite face of the box has six faces, so that there are three directions that can be rotated at will, and each face can be rotated by twelve grids. Each time the surface of the box is rotated, the order of the text changes. In this way, the combination of these ciphertexts will be thousands, far from being decipherable by humans.

Kloss fiddled with it a few times, and then felt disheartened. Originally, she wanted to find some treasure from the secret box to help Fanny, but she didn't expect this secret box to be so complicated. But it's normal to think about it, after all, a smart person like Fanny can't solve the mystery. Klossie sighed and threw the box on the floor. The box rolled around on the ground and back again, and a line of text on one of its sides suddenly lit up in Klossie's eyes. She carefully picked up the box and looked at it over and over, only to feel that both arms were a little numb from the excitement. In this line of symbols, the tadpoles are arranged in one direction, and together they look like some kind of musical score.

In general, each instrument has its own sheet music. The pizzard needs to record the position and technique of the plucked strings, and the flute needs to record the cavity and time of holding down. But the human voice is different, people sing by feeling, it is difficult to say clearly that it is right to sing like this, and it is wrong to sing like that. Not to mention the subtlety of the control of the vocal cords and breath, and the amount of information that needs to be conveyed is so much more. As a result, a variety of forms of music notation have emerged. Southland has its own minor. The minor key has a tactful rhythm and a complex melody, so people use small arcs to represent a transposition of a person's singing. Each small arc has a different height and size, which represents the pitch of the tune and the volume of the sound. The north is mountainous and the wind is gusting, and people tend to sing more roughly, with more long notes and fewer transpositions. Therefore, people use long straight lines to represent a long tone, and the space between the straight lines represents the transliteration. The length of the straight line represents the length of the note. In the corners of the continent, the dead end of civilization exchanges, the remaining notation methods are even more diverse. There are so-called text notation, piano notation, music notation, grid notation, and so on. When Klossie was studying vocal music on her own, most of the music she was exposed to was from the Southland. The south has a lot of minor tunes, while the north is basically religious music that praises the twin goddesses according to a fixed routine. Naturally, the minor tunes of the south are more diverse.

However, Klossie remembers that her vocal teacher had taught her another notation. When life and instrumental music are played together, there are often many problems due to disagreements about the notation method. So there was a master musician who tried to find a way to record the scores of the human voice, the flute, and all the instruments. This is easy to say, but it is difficult to practice. This is mainly due to the fact that different instruments have different requirements for the user. If the requirements are different, it is not possible to express all the requirements in one notation. It's a contradiction from keeping up, and the music master has found a different way after years of study. Before that, the score was used as a vehicle to convey to the musician everything he needed to know. But if only melody and rhythm are recorded on the score, then it is common to all instruments. All instruments need melody and rhythm, which is common.

However, the common spectrum has not survived. After decades of painstaking research, the maestro was finally forgotten. Destitute and desperate, he hastily wrote down his thoughts in his notebook. Klossie's vocal teacher discovered the notebook, and he combined what he had learned to create a less mature universal notation. However, Klossie's vocal teacher was also unlucky, and he fell out with his student Agnes and exiled himself to the Savage Greatsword Order. There aren't many people in the Greatsword organization who like music. As a result, this notation was not carried forward, and was only used between him and Klossie.

Klossie found that the text on the box was similar to the general notation. If you think of a tadpole as a musical note, the number of horizontal lines on the tadpole's tail represents the length of the note. Some tadpoles with their tails connected together represent continuous playing, and the bend symbol in the song can be used as rests. Previously, the box could rotate freely, and the tadpoles were also horizontally and vertically, which Klossie didn't recognize. Unexpectedly, the box fell to the ground, but it allowed Kloss to find the correct line from it.

Kloss couldn't help but be overjoyed, and picked up the secret box to study it carefully. In this way, the tadpole representing the notes, the rest representing the empty beat, and the blank space on the square form a bar. It stands to reason that all bars should be played at the same time. Then the order in which the tadpoles are arranged can be determined. Klossie thought of it and did it, twisting the box with both hands. Each time the box is rotated, the four sides change, and it is difficult to operate even if you know how to open it. Mouse, Klossie has completed one of the lines by mistake. If it weren't for this, she would probably have been unable to open it for three days and three nights.

Klossie was racking her brains to play with the Rubik's Cube inside, but the two people outside the tent were already in tension. The two of them were talking like friends just now, but after all, they weren't friends, and they weren't even a journeyman. Gradually, the two of them had nothing to talk about. But if the two of them don't want to stop talking, it will be a desperate dagger. Fanny knew that she couldn't stop so many Simons, and Simon was also afraid that Fanny would fight back when she was dying. The two of them only hoped that the conversation would go on forever. At first, two people, you and I said one sentence, and then everyone had to mutter for a long time. The two men spoke less and less, spoke longer and longer, and the smell of gunpowder between them became heavier and heavier. Klossie is not good at conspiracy, but she is not stupid. On the contrary, she was sensitive to danger, and she knew that Fanny outside the tent would not be able to support her for long. Once Simon's patience reaches the limit, and dozens of people are killed to kill Fanny, then everything is over.

The little girl's heart was on fire, and she kept twisting the secret box with both hands, trying different combinations. She has no strength now, and can only hope for the magical secret box. But the more people want to do something well, the harder it is to succeed, and this is the story of the haste that cannot be achieved. Originally, this secret box contained great wisdom, and those who were anxious had no time to think, so they would just try it. It's a pity that there are thousands of combinations of secret boxes, so try them one by one for what year and month? Clossie is not smart, but she is not stupid, she knows that there is something wrong with her method, but she can't calm down and think about the right way. There were fewer and fewer words from the two people outside, and there were more and more cold sweats from Clostie inside. is like a candidate who is about to hand in his exam papers, and like an old man who is crying and making trouble when the deadline is approaching. All the flavors in the world are surging in the girl's heart, she only feels dizzy and her hands are weak.

Before she knew it, Klossie's eyes flashed with gold.

Panicked and confused, all sorts of visions appeared in Klossie's eyes. The original regular and neat dense box body has become twisted and twisted, not square and not round. She felt that at a glance, she could see the six sides of the dense box at the same time. These six faces are all in the same dimension, as if the box itself was drawn on paper. When all the noodles are on a piece of paper, there is naturally no twisting method such as front and back twisting, left and right twisting. The arrangement after each twist seems to be irregular, and it seems to have another mystery. The front and back twisting plus the up and down twisting became "front and back up and down twisting", and for a while, thousands of twisting methods flashed in Klossie's brain. Some twisting methods are superimposed on top of each other as if they have not been screwed, which is very magical. Klossie suddenly forgot her nervousness, and she saw wisdom in her hallucinations. Every small piece on the top of the secret box seems to have its own wisdom, and they jump up and down, left and right at will, but there is no certain rule. A few blocks were running around, but the distance between them didn't change.

Klossie's eyes froze suddenly, and she felt that the squares were like human hands and feet. Human hands and feet can move up and down, left and right, but they are forever connected. The freedom is also free, but the bondage is also bondage. There is something different from freedom and bondage between freedom and bondage. Kloss felt like she was back in the night of the Holy City, dancing her sword under the moon, but she was hallucinating again. In the hallucination, Klossie is free, but also restrained. The squares on this box are so similar to Klossie's, and how does the pattern of these squares look like a set of swordsmanship?

Klossie was taken aback by his thoughts and withdrew from his previous state, only to find that the secret box in his hand had already been turned around. There are dense small tadpoles on each face, and the time value of these small tadpoles is added up to each subsection. When she was in a trance, her hand actually put together the secret box. The box shook slightly like a living creature in Klossie's hand, and then shattered with a thud. The small squares turned out to be small cubes, and they were connected to form a secret box. Now it is scattered, but it is still connected, like a long snake. Klossie put it away after a cursory glance, and the contents of the box were the key. I saw a semi-circular and semi-elliptical sphere in the box, brown and black all over, with holes on it, like some kind of musical instrument. Fine gold letters are engraved on it. Klossie took a closer look at it in the night, and her face couldn't help but be happy.

"Its name is soul-grabbing, heart-wrenching, and used with caution. ”

Klossie knew at a glance that this thing could people's minds. Since it's sheet music on the outside, this black thing must be some kind of musical instrument. In the Holy City, Agnes uses her voice to cause demons to roar, which can make people lose their minds. This thing may have the same effect. This "soul snatcher" will definitely help herself and Fanny get through it.

Thinking of this, the little girl was in a difficult mood. She hurriedly rushed out of the tent, she wanted to tell Fanny the good news. Klossie crawled out of the tent, his sword glistening in the dark of the night. The men in black only had their eyes exposed, but they didn't look so vicious. On the contrary, there is a hint of banter in the eyes of these people.

Klossie sensed something was wrong.

She tightened the "soul snatcher" in her hand, she was not afraid of these men, no matter how fast the knife was, it couldn't be as fast as the sound. She hurriedly went to find Fanny, but Fanny looked different from what she thought. In her imagination, Fanny should be sitting in front of the tent and confronting Simon, keeping her reliable back to herself. But Fanny in front of her, although she was also sitting in front of the tent, was facing Klossie. Simon, on the other hand, grinned and sat beside Fanny.

Klossie took a step back. Fanny let out a long sigh and stood up.

Klossie stared blankly as Fanny walked up to her, and then took the Soul Snatcher from her hand.

"Little girl, I told you not to come out no matter what, why don't you just stop?"