Chapter 522 Music Score
As the light of the emergency lights approached, a huge stone wall emerged from the darkness. Even closer, under the stone slab, something similar to a short thick stone pillar was formed into a semi-circle of demining. eye.
At first, you would think it was a natural creation, but as you get closer, you can clearly see the traces of iron drills and hammers on it, indicating that it is an artificial creation.
And when you stand nearby, you can see those short and thick stone pillars. They are actually stone basins lifted up by stone pillars. There is water in the basins, and occasionally you can see water droplets dripping from the invisible darkness above your head. , just fell into the stone basin.
This gives people the illusion that it is obviously an artificial product, but it is like a miraculous work of nature. Whether it is natural or man-made, they are all mixed together. It is difficult to describe this weirdness as natural or coincidence.
Li Chengqi, on the other hand, pressed the alt key when the three of them approached, and looked carefully to make sure there were no traps. But referring to the situation of being rushed down before, he was not sure whether there was any problem. The three of them needed to approach with caution.
When she actually stood in front of the stone basin, Yang Yiyi raised her emergency light to see it more clearly. She could see that there seemed to be some patterns on the huge stone wall, like words, but to be honest, the words were too written. It's too unrestrained, not simply because I don't know the font.
It doesn't look like it's a narration of anything, but rather like it was written casually.
Yang Yiyi and Qin Yan stared at the slate, tilting their heads left and right to try to identify what was written. Wu Shaoyi, on the other hand, glanced at it for a few times and suddenly said:
"That's music score."
As she spoke, she also tried to beat time with her hands:
"Yes, it is indeed music score."
Right-click on the stone wall's properties, and you can see that the name above says 'ancient music score'.
Is it really a musical score? If you didn't tell me, I would have thought it was Tadpole Wen's ghostly drawing.
This actually touches on Li Chengqi's knowledge blind spot. If he opens Baidu and searches for ancient music scores, he will find that the ancient music scores of the Chinese Dynasty have this shape and cannot be understood at all.
Wu Shaoyi was born in Wujiazhuang, and Wu in Wujiazhuang is actually the fifth of the five tones.
She is best at music skills, and naturally she is also good at music.
After humming a few times according to the music score on the stone wall, Wu Shaoyi felt that it was not enough and her hands were itchy, so she took out the bamboo flute in her arms and played according to the music score.
The first few notes were a bit unfamiliar and unaccustomed, so they were not coherent enough, but soon the flute sound began to flow gently, and the sound was gentle and sweet, like a pair of jade hands caressing the hair, making people intoxicated.
It's a pity that Li Chengqi can't hear the sound here. He can only see Wu Shaoyi sitting in a wheelchair playing the flute, and several note symbols appear next to her to indicate that she is playing.
This piece of music is not long, and it ends in less than a cup of tea. Not only Qin Yan and Yang Yiyi were a little unfinished, but Wu Shaoyi, the performer, was also a little unsatisfied.
"It sounds nice. Is this the fairy music left by Fairy Qinglian?"
Yang Yiyi has no ability to taste. In her ears, there are only two evaluations: good and bad. She is a typical rough person.
But Wu Shaoyi was different. After she played, she frowned and looked worried.
"This score is wrong, very wrong."
"There's something wrong, doesn't it sound nice?"
Qin Yan is similar, and Snitch has no need for music.
"I always feel that there is something missing in the music score. This should not be the music score for flute playing."
Qin Yan and Yang Yiyi looked at each other, lowered their heads and said:
"It's better not to worry about it, let's continue to find an exit."
"Yes, yes, let's go out first and then talk."
"Wait, I'll copy it down."
For Wu Shaoyi, this feeling was like suddenly encountering a peerless martial arts secret book. If she didn't copy it, she would be miserable for the rest of her life.
Unfortunately, the paper placed in the backpack was soaked in water. Wu Shaoyi took out his pen and ink and looked at it. He was planning to dig through the backpack again and use the dagger to carve his arm.
No, not really.
Li Chengqi quickly took a notebook from his store and stuffed it into it. Wu Shaoyi thanked her solemnly and quickly copied it against the stone wall.
It shouldn’t take much time anyway, so just copy it.
But while copying, Wu Shaoyi suddenly stopped. "Sure enough, it's still wrong."
She looked at the water basin in front of the stone wall, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind:
"Nvxia Yang, lend me your mace."
"Ah? What is it used for?"
Wu Shaoyi took Yang Yiyi's mace and struck it against the basin.
——Boom.
The sound was not like the muffled sound of stones, but more like some kind of ethereal musical instrument.
"Sure enough, this score is going to be played in these basins!"
The water level in the basin was different, and the sound of knocking on it was somewhat different. Wu Shaoyi held a steel mace in one hand and pushed the wheelchair with the other, and tried several basins one by one.
"Just copy down the music score first, and then study it slowly when you go back."
Who knows how deep they are underground, what Qin Yan said makes sense.
However, Li Chengqi immediately said:
"Fairy Qinglian definitely didn't leave this thing for fun. Just give it a try. Maybe it can open a passage to the ground."
Similar settings can be found in many ancient stand-alone games. There are many mechanisms that can be struck in a specific order to make sounds.
Just like Li Chengqi said, Fairy Qinglian left this thing specially, and it shouldn't be for fun.
With Li Chengqi's support, Qin Yan and Yang Yiyi stopped talking and allowed Wu Shaoyi to study there.
After a while, she seemed to figure it out. She hit the basins one by one with a steel mace according to the music score.
This time, it felt completely different.
The flute playing before was melodious and melodious, but now it was ethereal and melodious. Wu Shaoyi felt that he was not knocking on a basin, but playing with an instrument called a harp.
Later, when the song ended, Yang Yiyi and Qin Yan were still immersed in the ecstasy. They now understood why the song had been lingering around for three days. It was true that even after it ended, it would still be in their minds. Song cycle.
However, Wu Shaoyi was still dissatisfied. She always felt that something was missing, and Li Chengqi didn't see any mechanisms opening around her.
At this moment, a subtle tinkling sound reached Wu Shaoyi's ears. She turned her head and saw water droplets falling from the darkness above her head and falling into the basin, creating ripples.
"I understand! It's water! Wait, I'll play another song."
Not sure what she understood, she raised her mace to hit the basin again.
The steel mace used by Yang Yiyi was not light, it was too heavy for Wu Shaoyi, but she was so sweaty that she forgot to wipe it off, she was obviously obsessed.
This time the voice was the same as before, ethereal and melodious. Except that it seemed more proficient, there was no difference at all from before.
But in the middle of the performance, Wu Shaoyi suddenly stopped.
Yang Yiyi and Qin Yan were still a little confused as to why she stopped. At this moment, a drop of water fell from the sky and fell into the basin, making a soft tinkling sound.
The falling of this drop of water can be called a stroke of genius. Although the music just now is beautiful, it is not magical, and the falling of a drop of water in the deliberately left blank space is just the finishing touch.
Wu Shaoyi continued to play, staring at the music score. When it was time to stop, water drops fell again, opening and relaxing, and the rhythm was just right.
Listening to the performance, Yang Yiyi and Qin Yan seemed to see the magnificent fairyland above the sea of clouds. Countless immortals were flying in front of them on the clouds, and the purple clouds were lingering in the light smoke. It was very beautiful.
When the song ended and the three of them were immersed in this beautiful music, the crunching sound of rocks rubbing against each other broke into their ears, breaking the beautiful illusion.
The three of them looked down and saw a hole appeared under the stone wall. At the hole, they could see the stairs leading down. The depth was unknown.
(End of chapter)