Horror Revival: I Can Eat Evolution

After saying these words, Mu Feng went to do other things.

He doesn't have any thoughts about Alban now, and the most urgent thing is to learn how to play the Requiem as soon as possible.

Save Qiu Yuhan from making another fuss tonight.

Mu Feng is not afraid of her making a fuss.

All she was worried about was that it would be bad for her body.

After all, there is no way for the soul and body to re-integrate in a short time.

If the disturbance continues, Mu Feng really can't imagine any serious consequences.

After finding a quiet place, Mu Feng sat down cross-legged.

After taking out the "Cursed Soul Music Score" and Qingshui Meditation Flute from the system space, Mu Feng began to study it carefully.

There are a lot of music in "Cursed Soul Music Score", and all of them can have a certain influence on the cursed soul.

There are even ones specifically for living corpses.

But Mu Feng was not interested.

After flipping through several pages, I found the Requiem.

After roughly understanding a few notes, he couldn't wait to pick up the Qingshui meditation flute and start practicing.

The melodious piano sound came out from the Qingshui Jingxin flute, and soon spread in all directions.

Just at this time, several disciples passed by.

After hearing this voice, he subconsciously frowned.

One of them couldn't help complaining: "Oh, I'm going, what a weird sound, it's like a dog being hurt by something..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, he saw his companion pointing forward with his hand, and couldn't help but look along.

It doesn't matter if they look at it, they immediately found Mu Feng.

This time.

The disciple's complexion instantly turned as white as flour.

My heart began to tremble.

What I just complained about.

Mu Feng must have heard everything...

"Whee!"

Seeing him so nervous.

Another girl with big eyes and an immature appearance pursed her lips and smiled.

"As far as I'm concerned, the Palace Master doesn't know how to play the flute at all. Otherwise, it would be impossible to make such a sound. I can't blame you. It's really ugly. I have to take a look."

After finishing speaking, she walked straight towards Mu Feng.

The rest of the people looked at each other and smiled, and hurriedly followed.

Mu Feng always played with his eyes closed, Fei Fei didn't realize how ugly he was playing, and seemed to enjoy it.

When he finishes blowing once and opens his eyes.

Only then did he realize the few people standing beside him.

Mu Feng was slightly taken aback.

I was blowing so seriously just now that I didn't notice it.

If it was the enemy who came at that time, I probably wouldn't even know how he died.

Thinking about it is a little scary.

"Meet the Palace Master!"

Facing Mu Feng, several people knelt down and saluted together.

"Uh uh, hurry up..."

"Thank you, Lord!"

Mu Feng felt embarrassed.

He doesn't like this way of kneeling down and saluting at the first meeting, so he must change it quickly.

"Cough cough!"

Mu Feng cleared his throat.

Asked: "You are looking for me, what's the matter?"

"Actually, there's nothing serious about it. I just feel a bit uncomfortable listening to the heavenly melody you played just now, Palace Master."

It was the woman who answered Mu Feng.

While speaking, she already looked at the "Cursed Soul Music Score" next to Mu Feng, and she couldn't help being surprised.

Quickly asked: "Master, what you are playing, shouldn't it be... Isn't it the legendary requiem song?!"

"Yes!"

Mu Feng nodded, and then asked: "What's wrong?"

"The Requiem is world-famous, but it has long been lost in the world, how could there be a score!"

The girl frowned more and more.

After a few seconds of silence, he said again: "Hall Master, with all due respect, the requiem you played may be fake!
Blowing a fake requiem song will not only fail to calm the cursed souls, but may also trigger their berserk nature, and if you blow it like this, the consequences will be devastating! "

Good guy!
What this girl said was too straightforward.

It is said that the music that Mu Feng played had devastating consequences. Is it really that terrifying?

This girl is very special!
Mu Feng didn't speak any more, but silently checked her information.

……

Name: Qianxue.Age: 19 years old.

Status: Disciple of Yin Yang Hall.

Level: 6-star soul master.

Skills: 1 skill beads.

Horcrux: Has not yet appeared.

Skill Bead: Unknown.

……

It turned out that this girl was only 19 years old!
Even at a young age, she can tell the authenticity of the Requiem, but in the future, her achievements will be boundless!

"How do you know this requiem is fake?"

Mu Feng handed the "Cursed Soul Sheet Music" to Qianxue.

"Look carefully, don't make a mistake!"

Qianxue took the sheet music.

Not only the requiem was checked, but also the entire "Cursed Soul Music Score" was checked at a very fast speed.

Finally, she came to a conclusion.

"Hall Master, except for the Requiem, all the scores in this "Cursed Soul Music Score" are fake, but they have been slightly processed and modified with modern music.

The requiem you played just now, although the sound is seriously crooked, can still be heard, to tell the truth to the Lord, in fact, I can also play the requiem, this is what my mother taught me. "

"You can also blow? That's fine!"

Mu Feng did not expect that the "Cursed Soul Music Score" was a fake.

But what he cares most now is the requiem.

Dang even handed the Qingshui meditation flute to Qianxue.

"Come and teach me how to play!"

"This……"

Qianxue hesitated.

"What's the matter, is it inconvenient?" Mu Feng asked.

"No, since the Palace Master thinks highly of me, then I'll make a fool of myself and play a complete requiem for you first!"

While talking, Qianxue didn't pick up Mu Feng's Qingshui Meditation flute, but condensed a green flute from her hand.

The colors of nature.

This shouldn't be her Horcrux!

Seeing Qianxue standing in a standard posture, her eyes slightly closed, she adjusted her breathing and began to play.

The crisp flute sounded from the space, like the ding-dong of spring water, and the cheerful chirping of birds.

There is no impurity in the music, the flute sound is leisurely, and the tone is always kept at the same balance point.

The melody is so beautiful that it is difficult to describe it in words.

After finishing the whole requiem, Qianxue played it in one go, and played it so perfectly that her ears were almost pregnant.

"Okay, much better than me!"

Mu Feng's excitement was not ordinary, but second, third. He never expected that there were musical talents in Yin Yang Palace.

After blowing, Qianxue bowed slightly to Mu Feng again.

With a red face, he said: "Master, have you heard it? This is the real requiem song, and it is also effective for us. Just now, did your mood calm down a lot?"

"Ok!"

Mu Feng nodded: "That's true, but you just said that the Requiem has been lost, why do you play it?"

"This is what my mother told me. Like me, she also deeply loves music, and music is her life.

Requiem, I learned it when I was very young, so many years have passed.

Every tune, even every note, has been engraved in my mind, and I can't forget it even if I want to.

And coincidentally, my horcrux is also a flute. Look, lord, this is my horcrux, dancing the green flute! "