Chapter 312: Wake up father and son
Didn't Xiang Manlou use the Huoyue Qin to play the Requiem at the beginning, and attracted countless butterflies that held their souls?
At that time, those souls with unfulfilled wishes left the butterfly, and then were taken away by the ghost messenger, when she once played the requiem, that little bit of golden light entered her and Ah Li's bodies, and at that time, I remembered that Ah Li's body, which was originally a little thin in her eyes, also became more condensed because of those golden lights, obviously because the soul body was more condensed.
Doesn't this mean that as long as there is enough of that kind of golden light, Ah Li can wake up in advance?
It's just that she was able to play the requiem with Ah Li's help, and then she had the requiem at the end, but it was just a song that was played naturally after being guided, and there was no so-called music score at all, and I didn't know what kind of music was a requiem, and what kind of song was a requiem.
Looking at the father and son on the bed, I really didn't know when they would wake up, if the real father and son were in a coma, pick up Fei and say, if Ah Li came to a coma for four years again, wouldn't Yu Mi ......
As soon as she thought of that possibility, Hua Shangxue's face was not very good-looking.
Although she didn't wait for long, once Yu Mi was in a coma for so long, not to mention what would happen to the people in Baifu, just the old princess who was left in the Yue Wang lineage would definitely make a big fuss.
I can't say it, she will be treated as a broom star, and it is unpredictable to force her to leave Yu Mi Xuan.
"No, I can't. This must not happen. It seems that you can only fight for it. ”
Hanagami gritted her teeth and wanted to give it a try anyway.
"September."
"What does the young lady command?"
"Go and fetch my Fire Moon Qin and send it here."
September was stunned for a moment, and a puzzled look flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say much, and responded, "No." He didn't ask too much, and immediately went to get the snow on the Fire Moon Qin.
Fortunately, when I came to the capital that day, I asked someone to send it first. Now it's in Zhuangzi. Otherwise, it's really hard to find.
When Huo Yueqin was moved to the room where Yu Mi Ying was, the doctors who were in charge of treating Yu Mi Ying were quite strange, and they didn't know what the young lady who had just come back wanted to do, so they just watched from the courtyard.
After setting up the piano table. Everybody's gone. Hanajoyuki takes a deep breath. Cheer yourself up first in the bottom of your heart.
"Spend snow on it, you can, even if you don't have Ah Li. You'll be able to do it too. ”
Hua Shangxue placed her hand on the Fire Moon Qin, and quietly felt the feeling of the requiem that she couldn't help but understand, but couldn't say.
No, no, no.
I waited quietly for a while, but I didn't feel anything.
Could it be because of lack of piety?
By the way, when the incense was full of buildings, she still cleaned her hands, and there was an incense burner beside her, could it be that these things could help her?
"In September, bring in a basin of water, and light me an incense burner that can meditate."
The three of them were puzzled by the snow request, but they were ready to send the things over separately.
The water is simple, and the incense that can make people easy to calm down needs to be borrowed from Mr. Jing.
When Mr. Jing heard that it was Hua Shangxue who needed it, he also got up and came to this garden, and with his arrival, he even brought Taifu Qi over to see what Hua Shangxue was so much about.
"Father." When Mrs. Qi saw Mr. Jing, he immediately saluted, but Mr. Jing waved his hand, so that he didn't need to be polite, and then a maid set up a table and stool in the shade, and the father and son sat there, but they could just see what the snow was going to do in the house, and it would not disturb her.
"The piano platform? The piano? What is this trying to do? Mr. Jing muttered incomprehensibly.
"Father, does Xue'er think that there is another reason why this prince is not awake? This stance should be ready to play the piano. Could it be that she wants to emulate a generation of qin immortals and qin yin into a dream, borrow the power of qin sound, break the nightmare, and wake up the prince? Qi Taifu couldn't help but guess.
"What nonsense. Are you too embarrassed to speculate about such a ghostly thing? Maybe you want to play the song that kid likes and wake him up, what kind of nightmare of the piano fairy, you have read too many miscellaneous books, and your brain is confused? You are still too fu, Zi is silent: strange power and chaos. A gentleman should be on the right path in his heart, and he will not talk about these nonsense speculations in the future. ”
"Yes, father, the child knows that he is wrong." Qi Taifu replied respectfully.
After cleaning his hands and burning incense, Hua Shangxue even changed into a set of clean clothes, and sat in front of the piano table as white as snow, trying to make himself truly ignore foreign objects, and seriously feel the subtle energy contained in the Huoyue Qin.
However, even after Hua Shangxue did this, she found that she still couldn't feel the artistic conception she felt on the fragrant balcony at the beginning, which undoubtedly made her a little impetuous.
Why not?
Why not?
What's wrong?
Where?
Hua Shangxue asked herself over and over again in her heart, but the more anxious she was, the more clueless she became.
She sat quietly in front of the piano table without any intention of playing the piano, and sat there for half an hour, and even the doctors who had a glimmer of hope to see if she had any wonderful methods could not help but show disappointment.
It's been a long time and there hasn't been any movement, I'm afraid it's just a shelf, it's useless at all, and I was so solemn before, and I thought I really had any ability, but in the end it was just empty joy.
Just when everyone was disappointed, Mr. Jing couldn't help but be a little tired, after waiting for so long without moving, even he felt that it was just a waste of time to continue waiting, it was better to find Hua Shangxue and say it well, so that she didn't fall into the magic barrier because of Yu Mixuan's coma.
Just when Mr. Jing was thinking like that, Hua Shangxue's body in the room shook slightly, as if he was aware of it.
Just now, that one just now was......
Yes, although that feeling was very subtle, it was really the same thing, and that feeling made her feel deeply even if it was just a little bit.
There must be some reason for that.
What's the difference?
By the way, eyes, how did she forget this?
The snow on the flowers can't help but show a look of joy.
At this moment, when I remembered the previous two requiems, there was a common denominator that was so subtle that she almost overlooked.
That is, every time Ah Li helped, there would be golden points of light like quicksand that converged into a galaxy and flowed into a place, which I hadn't examined at first, but now that I think about it, that direction is not her left eye.
Because the feeling was so comfortable, so comfortable that she forgot the difference, so that she didn't even notice the left eye that she almost forgot.
After four years of precipitation, and later Sumeru suddenly approached her to tell her that her eyes had been improved, and she never figured out how to use the improved eyes, and rarely used them, so she unconsciously forgot her innate abilities.
Now the slight abnormal reaction in her left eye had hooked the requiem she had been looking for, but it reminded her of it.
Since her left eye can help her play Requiem, let her try her left eye ability, which she hasn't used for a long time, to see if it can really help her.
Hua Shangxue was certain in his heart, and gradually precipitated his thoughts, and slowly sketched the appearance of Yu Mi Ying in his mind, as if he was heralding the future for him.
As the appearance of Yu Mi Yao in his mind began to gradually become clear, a slightly cool breath in his left eye condensed from the depths of his pupils, and slowly began to become different.
The moment Hua Shangxue opened his eyes again, the golden pattern that lit up in his left eye instantly crashed into the person who was still paying attention to Hua Shangxue, only to feel that his body was slightly stiff, and his face was stiff for a moment, and then he rubbed his eyes involuntarily, and looked at Hua Shangxue again, only to find that the gold pattern that flashed in her eyes before seemed to be an illusion that did not exist at all.
Compared to the suspicious eyes of those people, Hua Shangxue's eyes saw two completely different scenes.
One scene is everything in the eyes of ordinary people, and the other scene is completely shrouded in a world of golden light, with some white points of light floating around by chance, of different sizes, and these points of light are white spots in the left eye, but moths of different sizes are in the right eye.
The feeling that I haven't felt all the time came to my heart, this time it was Hua Shangxue who spontaneously started the requiem, hooking the hidden magic in the fire moon qin, and the fingertips gently dragged, split, wipe, hooked, pinched, as if the music with infinite magic power made the originally impetuous people immediately calm down, and they actually showed a fascinated appearance, intoxicated.
Requiem is just a song that can't be tasted for people, but for those souls who have not fulfilled their wishes and remain in the world, it has the ability to recreate.
The wonders of the fragrant building at the beginning, now appear again in this manor, which belongs to the suburbs of the mountains and forests, and attracts so many butterflies.
It was only a moment's effort, and it was estimated that all the butterflies and moths within ten miles had flown to this place, and if it weren't for the fact that it wasn't night at this moment, I wouldn't have been able to see fireflies flying in the sky.
Maybe it's because this time it's just the requiem that Hua Shangxue has triggered alone, and the souls attracted this time are all residing in the body of the butterfly, and in an instant, the sky above the entire courtyard is black, which makes people feel breathtaking.
When the requiem of the snow on the flower was played to the high tide, in the void, leaving a gap, a ghost errand appeared here, looked at the situation, automatically took out a bag, beckoned to see, all the butterflies fell to the ground, one by one the light clusters flew up, transformed into a cloud of phantom, and bowed to the snow on the flowers, and was put into the bag by the ghost, and then left.
Everything happened for a short time, but as soon as the ghost left, Hua Shangxue immediately turned to play a requiem to end the move. (To be continued......)
PS: The second update!
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