Chapter 281 Funeral Song, Elegy, Resurrection Poem

Above the foggy sea, there is no day or night, only the desolate whiteness that makes it unclear whether it is dusk or dawn.

There is no light source that can serve as a guide.

However, the bone ship of Cracked Skull is moving straight in one direction.

At this moment, the white bones and bone birds controlled by Black Arm and Cracked Skull are parked at the edge of the bone ship, as if under martial law.

But if you look closely, you will find that they are not moving, only the bone bird seems to be more agile.

In fact, this is also the case. The "corpse poet" controls the corpse and needs to target his own perception.

The bone bird created by the "death bird" has the ability to move close to the level of the living dead.

The dead also need to rest--

After the power is consumed, quiet hibernation can speed up recovery.

Black Arm and Cracked Skull are resting.

The bone bird created by Cracked Skull and Black Arm are responsible for vigilance.

Yao Yan did not rest either. As a "corpse poet", he controlled the skeleton of the living dead he had obtained before and walked to the edge of the hull, squatting or sitting like this.

And he himself just quietly watched the bones that he had released as bait.

On the windless foggy sea, it seemed that there was nothing else except this ship.

Not far away from him, Black Arm stood there, looked at him, and picked up the skeleton musical instrument that he asked Cracked Skull to make.

Yao Yan did not move at all, as quiet as a statue made of shadows.

And his strange silence made Black Arm turn his eyes to him again.

"Do you know music?"

"Music?" Yao Yan glanced at him.

"Yes." When not talking about his life, Black Arm did not show any special reaction.

Looking at Yao Yan, he whispered:

"The 'voice of the heart' is vague, but it is also something that we 'corpse poets' can use."

"No matter which ocean the dead are from, they all rely on the 'voice of the heart' to identify the direction."

"In this sea, in this world of death, vision is not that important."

He lifted the bone product that looked like a wind instrument and shook it slightly in the air:

"We have no flesh and blood, no way to play instruments, and we can't really make a sound. We can only rely on the soul in our body, and use the flame of the soul to stir the voice of the heart and convey what we want."

The air of unknown composition passed through the wall of the bone product, bringing up a faint strange sound.

"The scavengers fight directly with their bodies, and so do the living dead. The dumb ones on the other side of the Gray Sea are more sensitive to the voice of their hearts."

"Ordinary corpse poets, without guidance, may only use the fire of the soul to stir their own voices and make the bones resonate."

"But we can do more."

He took off his mask, then slightly raised his bone instrument, and under Yao Yan's gaze, inserted the long tube bone into his skull.

Then, Black Arm took out the bone.

Yao Yan could feel that Black Arm became a little weaker, but, relatively speaking, flames ignited inside the bone instrument.

This instrument seemed to "come alive".

"The corpse poet is not suitable to fight with others."

He turned his head and looked at Yao Yan:

"Which do you think is better, music or language?"

After hearing this question, Yao Yan thought about it.

He didn't know much about sound, only some simple understanding-

In the long evolution process, sound is a way to transmit information.

Signals of emergency, enemy, crisis, courtship, etc., in addition to hormones, often use sound as the initiating signal.

Such sound signals will activate the reflexes in the brainstem area, causing the biological body to produce feedback.

Among them, there may also be an impact on balance. The brainstem itself is an intersection pathway connecting to the brain, cerebellum and other areas.

The cerebellum affects the balance of the body, and the medulla oblongata and pons affect physiological activities such as cardiovascular movement, breathing, and swallowing.

Through sound, a person's multiple organs can be affected.

The so-called "sense of presence" has a deep connection with environmental sounds in addition to light and shadow.

Compared with languages ​​with clearer meanings, people basically rely on "experience" to make vague judgments about sounds that do not contain certain information and are difficult to accurately distinguish.

The "tone" of language, in a broad sense, is also part of music.

If there is no specific judgment mechanism of the brain.

For example, a skeleton without a brain should not be able to "feel music".

Moreover, because language has a specific reference table, the meaning may be different in different ethnic groups.

And music, these "arts" formed by using the basic structure of the brain for sound signals, can convey roughly similar emotions even for users of different languages.

But. That is only for the world before Yao Yan's death.

These worlds constructed according to the subjective consciousness, subconsciousness and experience of the creators have been decoupled from these "laws".

After thinking about it, he simply replied:

"Language is clearer, and music is more vague."

"Very superficial and amateur answer."

There seemed to be a hint of sneer in the voice of Black Arm:

"Language is narrow, and music can connect all living and dead."

No, different kinds of creatures have different judgments. For one creature, the sound of a certain natural enemy will cause alertness, but for another creature, it will be different.

This kind of thinking is just the subjective consciousness of human beings.

Even among humans, there are many people who like different types of music.

In addition to aesthetic training, the reaction and judgment mechanism in the body is also a big factor.

But in this world, you are right.

Yao Yan did not respond.

Black Arm raised his hand:

"Through the flame of the soul to stir the voice of the heart, even the living dead, even the undead, will be affected."

"Funeral song that can be used to attack the voice of others."

"Elegy that can be used to strengthen the voice of the heart."

"Resurrection poem that can be used to repair the voice of the heart."

He seemed a little excited:

"We, the 'corpse poets', are the dead most favored by the god of death in this sea and this world!"

"We don't need companions. We can also fight any enemy with such power."

Hmm?

Yao Yan looked at him, still without any reaction:

"Do you want to teach me these three types of songs that use the voice of the heart?"

"Teach you? Why should I teach you?"

The black arm suddenly laughed, and a voice came from behind the pure white bone face with no other facial features except the opening of the eye sockets:

"Ignorant fool."

With a sneer, the black arm moved and left his sight.

Yao Yan just watched him disappear in front of him quietly, without his eyes lingering on him, and he had no intention of chasing him out to ask.

Silently, he tried to use the "soul flame" to stir the voice of the heart.