Dress up as a queen and start the game with a card drawing system

Suddenly, Qi Yun noticed a unique building not far away.

"What's there for?"

It was a two-story building that was incompatible with its surroundings. It was very beautifully built, but somewhat lifeless.

This building is obviously unguarded, but no one dares to approach it within a hundred meters.

And if that's all it is, it's not worth asking Qi Yun alone.

The reason why it aroused Qi Yun's interest was that Qi Yun found that her mental power could not penetrate the wall of the house and see the scene inside.

"That is the ancestral hall built by Ji Ziheng for his mother Ji, to worship Ji."

"Ancestral hall? Build a second floor? In ancient times... weren't houses allowed above ordinary ancestral halls?"

Qi Yun looked at them.

Wu Qingfeng nodded and said: "No houses can be built above the ancestral halls in my hometown. I heard from the old man that this is because the ancestral halls have strong Yin energy, and building things on them can easily accumulate Yin energy and attract unclean things. This, perhaps, is Hengyang It’s a custom!”

Jing Han shook his head and said: "No, this is Ji Ziheng's own ancestral hall. The second floor is dedicated to the Ji family alone, and the first floor is the memorial tablet of the Chang family from ancestors to the present."

Qi Yun said: "Go and have a look."

After that, he walked straight towards that unique house.

Wu Qingfeng followed him. Jing Han opened his mouth to say something, but seeing that Qi Yun had already walked over, he stopped talking and hurriedly followed.

When the people around saw the three people walking towards the building, their faces showed horror, and they hurried away in fear.

The three of them quickly arrived at the building. Wu Qingfeng pushed the door open, but it was unlocked.

Walking inside, there is a normal courtyard for sacrifices. After crossing the courtyard, you come to the first floor, which is a hall for enshrining tablets.

There are many tablets enshrined here, but they are all covered face down.

"This is……"

Wu Qingfeng picked up some of the tablets and looked at them. He found that the names of Chang's ancestors were written on them. He couldn't help but said: "This Ji Ziheng is really deviant and desperate. He placed the Chang's ancestral tablets like this. The entire Chang clan kneels at his mother’s feet!”

"Even if Chang Jiye failed his mother, what does it have to do with his ancestors? Such an act of bullying his master and destroying his ancestors is truly unbecoming of a gentleman and is truly disgusting!"

The ancients respected their ancestors the most.

To deceive one's master and destroy one's ancestors is an act that should be condemned and despised by anyone!

Qi Yun didn't feel much.

It is meaningless to humiliate the whole memorial tablet after the person has been dead for who knows how many years. The dead person will not know about it at all, nor will he feel humiliated. What he does is actually just for the living people to watch.

"Go up and have a look." Qi Yun said.

The three of them went up the stairs and found that the layout on the second floor was much more exquisite.

The table enshrining Ji's tablet in the middle was clean, with three stacks of simple and exquisite snacks placed on it.

On the altar table, besides the incense burner and snacks, there was also a half-torn piece of music.

Jing Han walked up quickly, picked up the score and said, "Pipa Hen! This score is Pipa Hen!"

He couldn't help but open it and take a look, and saw that the first half of the music score was basically complete, but most of the lyrics at the back had been torn out, leaving only intermittent fragments of words.

It seems to be Ji's remaining resentment in this world.

Qi Yun looked at the music score in her hand, and then at Ji's memorial tablet above. In a trance, she seemed to see a woman grieving and unwilling, with blood and tears flowing from her eyes, and finally being swallowed by the fire.

She suddenly had the urge to play this song here.

But she can't play the pipa.

"You two..." Qi Yun glanced at the two tall and thick men behind her and gave up her plan to ask them.

Qi Yun looked into the card space and activated the unactivated permanent character card "Pipa Jing".

A jade lute appeared in her hand.

Throwing the lute casually, the lute transformed into a stunning beauty in mysterious clothes in mid-air.

The beauty looked cold, with a hint of sadness in her brows. She held the jade pipa in her arms and bowed slightly to Qi Yun.

"Pipa Girl has met her master."

Wu Qingfeng and Jing Han were both stunned.

What Qi Yun is confused about is that the B+ level character doesn't have a name?

I couldn't help but look at the card introduction of Pipa Jing: The soul condensed with sorrow and sadness here lives in this Pipa. It has no past, how can it have a name?

Note: Play different music scores for her, there will be surprises!

Qi Yun looked at the introduction and realized something. She used her mental power to explore the surroundings of the ancestral hall. Sure enough, she found that the power on the surrounding walls that could hinder her mental exploration had disappeared!

The Pipa Hen music score in my hand seemed to be a bit more damaged than before. Not only did the words at the back disappear, but even the music score at the front was a bit old and blurred.

Qi Yun couldn't help but said: "System, the person I resurrected this time... won't be the Ji family, right?"

System: "I don't know either."

Systematic hooligans whistle.

Qi Yun: "..."

"Master, please give me a name." Pipa Girl said.

Qi Yun came back to her senses, looked at her and said, "From now on you will be called...Xuan Nu."

Even if this is Ji, she has forgotten the memory of her previous life.

She is about to have a new life.

The name, person, and story of the past are no longer worthy of who she is today!

Perhaps without the tragic story of Pi Pa Hen, Xuan Nu will become an unknown person in the future.

However, if a tragedy must occur in order to be remembered by future generations, then Qi Yun would rather she be forgotten.

"Xuan Nu thanks Master for giving me the name." Xuan Nu bowed while holding the pipa.

Qi Yun nodded, took out a table and four chairs from the space, and placed the old "Pipa Hate" on the table.

Qi Yun sat down and said: "There is a pipa song here, I would like you to play it."

Xuannv nodded and half-sat on the chair.

Wu Qingfeng still stood behind Qi Yun's chair and did not move. Although Qi Yun put his chair away, as Qi Yun's disciple, he still knew where to stand.

He didn't even dare to sit down, and Jing Han certainly didn't dare to sit down.

The two of them stood behind Qi Yun, one on the left and one on the right.

Xuannv held the pipa in her arms and sat in front of Qi Yun. The music score was playing on the table without any wind.

The jade fingers clasped the strings, and a sad and mournful voice flowed out, instantly spreading throughout the silent Hengyang City.

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"Who is playing the pipa? Are you dying?"

"Who's playing?"

"I didn't expect that I could still hear this fairy music before I died..."

A child curiously asked his mother, "Mother, mother, what is this sound?"

His mother said: "This is Pipa."

"What is Pipa?"

"Pipa is..."

The woman's voice trembled. She thought of her dead husband and couldn't help but cover her face and cry bitterly.

……

Since Ji's death, pipa has become taboo in Hengyang City.

Chang Jiye did not allow anyone to play this instrument in Hengyang City. He confiscated and burned the pipa in Hengyang City, and he would jail anyone who dared to play it.

After Ji Ziheng, Hengyang City did not allow even the sound of Sizhu to appear.

It is said that there was a maid who played the zither in the Governor's Mansion, hoping to win Ji Ziheng's favor.

Unexpectedly, after Ji Ziheng heard this, he ordered her hands to be chopped off.

As for the pipa, it is one of the taboos in Hengyang City, and no one even dares to mention it.

"Pipa Hen! This is exactly what Pipa Hen is playing!"

An old man who had listened to "Pipa Hate" couldn't help but tell the truth.

Everyone took a breath when they heard this——

"How dare this person!"

This is exactly--

Hengyang is always full of silk and bamboo, and people walking in it are lonely and desolate.

Suddenly I heard a sad rhyme, and everyone asked who knew who was playing it?