I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

There are many antique buildings in the beautiful gardens, with flying eaves and green tiles. They are magnificent and show the style of the royal family everywhere.

The heavy front door slowly opened to both sides, revealing a courtyard decorated with lights.

Red lanterns were hung all over the edge of the house, and the words "Fu" and couplets were posted everywhere on the doors and windows, making it full of joy.

Yun Xi opened her lips slightly in surprise.

What a palace of Prince Qi!

Qi Yanren was wearing a bright red suit with a smile on his face.

"I forgot to tell you that we were moving, and I was just thinking about picking you up, so I came as soon as I came, and I brought you..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, his smile froze, and he glanced several times in disbelief.

"Leftovers!"

Cheng Xuansi stepped into the door with his hands in his pockets and walked straight into the luxurious inner house.

The house is furnished with exquisite antique furniture and gleaming murals, which blend with modern furniture and complement each other.

"Here comes Genji."

Qi Guru looked charitable. He stood up and hugged her with open arms.

"My son is in your care and I'm sorry for your trouble."

"Dad! What did you say!"

Qi Yanren blushed and pulled away from the two of them, emphasizing angrily.

"We are the same age, and he sounds like he is my elder..."

Qi Guru gave a warning cough and then walked sideways to Ji Chongde, full of energy.

"Brother Ji."

"Brother Qi."

The two of them seemed to have endless things to say, so they walked into the study holding each other in their arms.

"Ow!"

The baby looked at the group of people and howled, as if to express his presence.

Yun Xi took the little creature from Zhang Nianzhi in surprise.

"It seems."

Her eyes swept back and forth between Qi Yanren and the baby, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"What is your name?"

"Qi Yanxuan." Zhang Nianzhi smiled.

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Xuansi was obviously stunned. He unnaturally took out the thick red envelope given by Ji Chongde and gently placed it on the baby's round belly.

"Don't crush it!"

Qi Yanren picked it up and handed it to Zhang Nianzhi dissatisfied.

He cupped his hands into fists and bowed to Ji Ming politely.

"Happy New Year, Brother Ji."

Ji Ming raised his eyebrows: "You are so old and you still need a red envelope?"

"If you insist on giving it to me, you have to accept it."

Qi Yanren opened his pockets shamelessly.

Ji Ming reluctantly took out a card from his wallet and put it in.

"You're too polite." Qi Yanren successfully handed it over to Zhang Nianzhi.

"Thank you, Brother Ji."

Zhang Nianzhi couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

At this time, Ji Chen found an old and out of place thing propped up in the corner.

"what is this?"

This object is very strange, made of earth-colored human skull, antelope horns, and hair.

It is about 50 centimeters long, 25 centimeters wide and 15 centimeters in diameter. It looks like a tribal product.

"It seems to be called something like a lyre."

Qi Yanren picked up the thing and moved it a few times, making a dull sound.

"Central African lyre in the 19th century." Ji Ming said slowly.

"Yes, yes, that's the name. Ning Wan gave me the special musical instrument she brought back from abroad."

Qi Yanren played with the strings and produced an unsmooth tone, like a gloomy whisper.

The baby suddenly cried loudly. Yun Xi couldn't comfort her, so she could only hand the baby over to Zhang Nianzhi at a loss.

"Maybe I'm hungry. Let's talk."

Zhang Nianzhi coaxed softly and walked into the bedroom with the child in his arms.

Ji Chen frowned and took the piano to look at it carefully.

I remember that when I was a child, my friends often bullied Ning Wan, and they were very vicious. Now that I gave him this thing out of the blue, I had to think more about it.

Touching the skull and skin, it feels smooth and cold, and there is an indescribable feeling, like...

"Real person."

Yun Xi leaned over and took a sniff, then said firmly: "Human skin, small intestine."

She pointed to the drum head and strings: "They are all real."

"Fuck me!"

Qi Yanren's eyes were full of anger, he gritted his teeth and wanted to throw the piano down immediately.

"Don't get excited." Ji Ming said with a smile: "This is how the real thing is made. Rumor has it that the African lyre is a magical weapon, not an evil object."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yanren immediately put out the fire.

"Exorcism?"

Ji Ming shook his head: "There's no way to verify it, it's just speculation."

He traced the outline of the lyre with his fingertips and said slowly.

"The most primitive purpose of musical instruments is to shock and intimidate, such as some Tantric instruments, human skin drums, leg bone flutes, etc. These instruments made of living human flesh and bones were sacred instruments in the old days, so this may also have a certain role."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four people ran out of the villa in a swarm, and Ji Ming saw a hint of ecstasy in their expressions.

He was stunned, and couldn't even laugh or cry.

Could it be that they want to use this to deal with people with supernatural abilities?