Chapter 1380 Different Sedan Chairs (Fourth)

And when Wang Baole was immersed in his three melodious zither sounds, the notes formed by the superimposition of nearly two hundred puffs in his body formed subtle distortions around him at this moment, like a force field, which was very special.

Naturally, Wang Baole also noticed it, took it out to look at it, and then put it back. His focus now is on those three zither sounds. The only thing that makes him regret is that there are too few zither sounds to form a melody.

"It doesn't matter. With my aptitude for comprehension, if I come to Lanle Fish School a few more times, I will be able to make up the sound of the piano." Thinking that his melody road is burning like a fire of hope, Wang Baole is in high spirits, with an inexplicable self-confidence .

From the time when he first came into contact with the red-clothed woman, Wang Baole's understanding of the law of hearing and desire was Quyue, even in the follow-up, and even after he came to the Harmony Sect, what he learned and saw was the same.

Everyone is creating their own music, because everyone has different opportunities and experiences, so there is no same music here, and the uniqueness contained in this variety of ways is deeply attractive Wang Baole's factor.

Even he himself is not keenly aware that this uniqueness has a lot to do with his inner desire to be independent as an avatar.

To a certain extent, Wang Baole's avatar wanted to prove that he had independent consciousness, had his own personality, and was completely separate from the main body.

This is the real reason why he has a soft spot for music.

Because he also wants to know what kind of melody the music he creates will play.

With such ideals in mind, Wang Baole did not give Lan Leyu to the housekeeper immediately. After all, he caught so many fish in one day, and this matter could easily lead to a series of associations and speculations.

This was not in line with Wang Baole's next plan, so he waited silently until the night fell again, and his figure disappeared instantly, and disappeared at the mountain gate of the Hexian sect in a flash.

Along the way, he was careful, avoiding all possible detections, until he was sure that no one was following him, and then he started to fly to the place where the Lanle fish school was at the fastest speed.

This time his speed was astonishing, so he arrived very quickly, but out of caution, after he came here, his speed did not stop, but flew a long way, and then disappeared in the same place in a flash, and appeared in another direction. Slowly return at a slow and imperceptible speed.

This kind of carefulness can also be seen that Wang Baole attaches great importance to the area of ​​​​the Lanle Fish School. He was not in the mood to pay attention to the weird things that followed him until he reached the area of ​​​​the Lanle Fish School. Sitting in the place where I meditated yesterday, restraining all breaths, I waited silently.

After a while, he felt that he was still a little unsafe, so he simply dug a hole, sat in it, and then added the soil back to make himself completely concealed, and then waited for the dawn with anticipation.

This night, nothing unusual.

After all, the night was very dark, and most of the monks of the three sects retreated alone. Even if they went out, it was difficult to meet each other in this vast dark night. During this period of time, Wang Baole only met the Hengqin sect monk yesterday.

Therefore, Wang Baole waited until dawn smoothly. With the activity of the fish school, the sound of music and music came again. Wang Baole in the soil immediately broke out of the ground, sat down cross-legged, and began to comprehend.

One after another, amidst the melodious sounds of nature, slowly emerged in his mind, which made Wang Baole feel happy. Unknowingly, his rule of joy also began to slowly increase.

In this way, time passed again, and a month passed.

In this month, Wang Baole spent almost every dawn in this area, and he also tried to move the fish, but it was useless. In this month, some people passed by, although they noticed the blue fish group, but they didn't wait until dawn, so they never discovered the secret of this place.

In addition, there were monks from the Hengqin sect who came here twice. After Wang Baole thought about it, he didn't make a move. After all, one monk from the Hengqin sect died.

Therefore, in the past month, although there were many adventures, it was smooth in the end, and the number of Wang Baole's ancient notes finally reached nearly forty.

With so many ancient sounds, he can already arrange them and create his own melody. In fact, he has indeed done so. With his efforts, he has completed a melody.

It even managed to dissipate itself and merge with the sound of the piano when playing this melody, and the sound of the piano is passionate with a sense of longing for freedom, which contains Wang Baole's persistence.

He even has a dream to perfect the melody to a complete song, so as to accommodate his own law of listening desire and turn it into a movement.

"I've already figured out the name, it's called Freedom!" Wang Baole is looking forward to that day's appearance. As for the puyin, Wang Baole didn't really calculate it too much. Basically, the increase is about 100 per day, and now it's almost 3,000. All stacked together.

As for power, because he focused on the sound of the piano, and no one fought with him, so he couldn't try it.

At the same time, as a month passed, the blue le fish here seemed to have reached the end of their gathering and began to die.

It seems that their life is to play the sound of nature, and the sound of nature for a month has exhausted their everything. In the end, every collision with each other often represents death.

Cruel at the same time, the voice is so melodious, very contradictory, and cruel.

Until this day, when Wang Baole came to the former Lanle fish school area again in the middle of the night, he didn't see any fish. He knew that this chance was over.

"The world of listening to the law of desire is very strange..." Wang Baole felt the empty surroundings, feeling very emotional in his heart, and searched again. After confirming that there was no Lan Leyu, Wang Baole shook his head and was about to leave when At this time, there was a faint sound of music and music in his ears.

The voice is full of resentment, coldness, and unwillingness, like a woman in ancient times who came out of the court to marry someone she didn't like. On the wedding sedan chair, her inner emotions turned into rhythms and echoed everywhere.

As the music came, Wang Baole narrowed his eyes immediately. When he looked sideways, he saw the red sedan chair he had seen before, being carried slowly by four withered figures.

As he approached, Wang Baole suddenly noticed something was wrong. He remembered that the sedan chair he saw at the beginning had a right hand sticking out of the curtain, shaking irregularly, but at this moment... the sedan chair... the one sticking out of the curtain was the left hand!

The same green fingers, the same blood-colored nails, and the same strangeness.

Slowly, come.