Silent Crown Chapter 200: The so-called flame

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Music History Department, late at night. Net hp://∷，

Abraham still locked himself in the room, and the interpretation of the Voynich manuscript seemed to have reached a critical point. A few days ago, he finally found a real solution, overturned all his progress, and then started again.

This time, the speed was amazingly fast, and the next part was completed almost as smoothly as writing.

Now it's the crucial time for the end, and he is fully absorbed in it.

Ye Qingxuan didn't want to disturb Abraham, he himself was thinking about that frosty nightmare.

In that nightmare, I was frozen to death again and again, and again and again I woke up from the flames that burned me.

There is a false sun in the sky, and a deadly frost on the ground.

Between the lonely world, I am the only one trekking.

Look for the so-called sun.

According to Laura, she has implanted the ‘elements’ of that movement into her memory through the key of blood.

That element will absorb your own memory and hatch into a dream, or a dream, or a nightmare, or...something unrelated.

If you want to quickly grasp the spirituality of that piece of movement, you must pass through that endless dream.

If you can get out of the predicament, you will undoubtedly master the elements of the movement, and then you will be able to learn the movement for granted.

Just like after a person is proficient in water, the backstroke or butterfly is just a change of posture.

It's just that this one element is absolutely difficult to grasp. That is the essence and core of the entire movement, the basis for the realization of the movement, and the spirituality of the movement can be brewed from it.

I want to go beyond the others and directly grasp the elements. How difficult it is. What's more, sometimes there is not even one element.

In different factions, elements are also given different titles, such as "formula", such as "balance", such as "wildness" or "fulcrum." But there is no doubt that they are all top priorities.

So, Ye Qingxuan knows whether he can master the elements in his memory in a short time. Also full of suspicion.

According to Lola, the element will only exist for three days, and will dissipate on its own after three days. If you can't find it in three days, then you have to give up.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a headache.

In the restaurant, Shire's excitement from the bye hadn't passed yet, drinking in the middle of the night. Flipping the newest magazine beauty inserts, I am happy with myself.

Although the **** brother sometimes makes people want to kill someone, Shire is indeed the easiest person Ye Qingxuan has ever met.

You only need a bottle of spirits. If you give him another photo album of the latest season, then he can fly to the sky happily.

If possible, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to live like Shire.

At least no worries.

He sighed, went next to Shire, and took a cup for himself. Shaking at Shire:

"Part me some?"

"Huh?"

Charl glanced at the picture album and understood Ye Qingxuan's meaning. I couldn't help but froze for a while, "You can drink?"

"A little bit."

Ye Qingxuan grabbed the wine bottle, poured himself a half glass, and just shrugged slightly, "I used to learn more about everything."

The Charles was silent for a long time. Suddenly sighed:

"Brother..."

"Huh?"

"It won’t be surprising for someone like you to learn to have children one day."

The corners of Ye Qingxuan's mouth twitched, "Sorry, this is the only thing I can't learn."

"Um. That would be a shame."

Charles shrugged, already a little drunk, I don't know what a pity he is.

Ye Qingxuan also suddenly got up helplessly. He sighed and drank the wine in the glass, lying on the chair as if he had no bones, looking at the moon outside the window in a daze.

Just a long time later, he couldn't help turning his head and asked softly:

"Brother, if there was no sun in this world, what would it be like?"

He looked into Charles's eyes, but in his mind, he couldn't help but think of that endless piece of ice and snow, and the wasteland with no end in sight.

The dead world.

"Huh?"

Shire was startled when he heard the words, then he squeezed his chin and groaned, and said solemnly: "Then we are going to burn fire? It doesn't seem to be a bad thing to think about it."

"Why?"

Charles laughed and beamed with joy: "Look, everyone used to say that drinking until dawn, but now it will never be bright again. Doesn't it mean that everyone can be so excited when they drink..."

"No, that would only be taken to the hospital for alcohol poisoning, right?"

"Ahaha, that's true."

Charlton became frustrated: "If it would be great for humans to be free from alcoholism, wouldn't they have no shortcomings?"

Ye Qingxuan curled his lips and ignored him. But after a long time, under the stimulus of alcohol, I couldn’t help but open my mouth again:

"What if, what if the flame disappears?"

Charles pondered for a long time and nodded seriously, "So, maybe the sages will be very happy?"

"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan felt that he had heard something wrong.

Charle's expression became serious, he leaned closer, and raised a finger: "Did you know?

In many ancient books of the Dark Ages, in the early days of the School of Change, the theory of materialism was not adhered to. At that time, the four-element theory prevailed.

When the sages argued about what the world is, they were also puzzled by the human being, what ‘I’ was. So a theory was born:

Elements are actually reflections of human emotions. "

"Emotion?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but smile, "Too arrogant, right? Do they think the world is made up of human will?"

"It was very popular at the time, and some people think that the world we live in is just a dream of a boring guy. When the dream wakes up, we disappear. Ahem, this is actually far away.

Anyway, the sages corresponded to the emotions and elements, and finally completed the foundation of the four-element theory. Although it was later overthrown by the'element cycle', there is at least some truth in it. "

That's the Charles. Drink your cup dry and put it down:

"Do you know what flame represents?"

"Huh?"

"——It is pain."

Charle's smile became mocking: "It's ironic, isn't it?

Obviously, it reminds people of life, rising and creating flames, but they are actually the essence of pain.

Fire is pain. It is this kind of pain that brings light, illuminates the entire world, and also keeps life alive. "

He poured himself wine on his own. Seeing the wine tumbling in the cup and staring at his reflection in the cup, he seemed to be drunk and muttered to himself.

"So, if the sun is gone one day, it must be because there is no pain in this world? Maybe it is a very good world.

Well, maybe. "

He paused and nodded, "At least reassuring."

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

After Charles finished speaking. It also seemed to be drunk, just sip the spirits one bite at a time, humming some strange children's songs.

After that, he suddenly asked: "Ye Zi, why did you ask this? Is it related to your dreams during the day?"

"Dream?" Ye Qingxuan looked at him.

"You don't think I didn't notice it, did you?" Charles smiled, "Bai Xi was so anxious that he almost choked you to death. You haven't woken up yet. I thought you were in shock and sent you off. Go into the emergency room.

Result. In the end you woke up. "

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and said in a dull voice. "I sleep a lot."

"So, do you look so panicked when you wake up?"

Ye Qingxuan scratched his hair, until after a long time, did he answer softly: "It's just that I dreamed of something."

"Is it an unpleasant thing?"

The young man shook his head, "No."

"Something scary?"

The boy still did not respond. So Charles suddenly realized: "Oh, is that the sad thing, right?"

Ye Qingxuan did not answer him, but only drank the wine, until finally his eyes were dizzy, and then he put down the wine glass:

"It's just...some things from the past."

He staggered to his feet. Walking crookedly towards the stairs: "Brother, don't worry about me. I drank a bit and went to sleep."

Charl watched him go upstairs, watched him disappear, curled his lips, "Cut, just drank a little more..."

He picked up the wine bottle on the table casually, but the wine bottle didn't have the weight as expected, it was empty. So he was ‘pulled’ by Charles, and almost made him fall to the ground.

After a staggering, Charles finally recovered his balance, and his expression suddenly became bitter. "Hey, why don't you drink up my inventory for a week without saying a word?"

He sighed, turned the bottle upside down, and shook it vigorously.

Three or two drops fell into his mouth.

Charle dropped the bottle, squinted, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

This time, probably, I won’t dream anymore...

-

In the arena, the game is in full swing.

Under the arena, in the seat of the Music History Department, Ye Qingxuan still fell asleep quietly, seemingly not worried about how ugly his team would die next.

"Is he okay?"

Brother Stool looked at him with some worry, "I always think he is a bit abnormal."

"Recently, I have stayed up a lot lately, just make up the sleep." Charles patted him on the shoulder and pulled him aside. "It's just sleeping in class. Don't tell me you don't do it."

"Uh..."

Brother Stool suddenly became confused, "Sleep in class, okay?"

Charle's expression was suddenly surprised, and the look in Brother Stool's eyes was like looking at a monster.

"You don't even sleep in class! What do you usually do?"

"..."

Brother Stool is speechless~IndoMTL.com~ He finds that he is a little different from these weird brain circuits, and is often unable to communicate in common sense.

No way, he can only change the topic and get straight to the point.

"It is said that the remaining teams have been prepared privately, and we are going to divide up...We are already recognized as the rookie team. Tomorrow will be 8 to 4, the next game How to fight, always come up with a strategy, right?"

"It's useless to think so much. Anyway, if you don't keep everything in the end, you will die..."

Charle yawned while basking in the sun: "Be at ease, I sometimes get something from watching the stars at night, our two weathers are booming!

Furthermore, dead rabbits hit the same pile for two consecutive days. Maybe we can have a bye in the next game. "

My friend, how come I didn’t realize that you are good-looking and beautiful!

Brother Stool's shoulders trembled, and if it weren't for the mask on his head, he might have spurted out old blood. (To be continued...)