Dragon Pattern Roll Set

In the courtyard of Kaifeng Mansion, the sound of the piano circulated like the night wind.

To be honest, except for Gongsun, Bao Yan, Bai Yutang and Tianzun, the rest of the people in the courtyard don't understand the rhythm.It is really hard to tell whether a piece of music is played well or badly.

But as the sound of the zither flowed out from Yin Hou's fingertips lightly plucking the strings, even a warrior like Zhao Pu Ouyang, who can't listen to the qin at all, could somehow hear the difference... It's like the same set of sword techniques, There is a huge difference between letting ordinary people wield it and letting Bai Yutang do it.

This sheet music is indeed quite difficult, technically difficult, so that this piece of music has never been heard by everyone.I can't tell whether it sounds good or bad, it seems that what I can hear is not the sound of the piano itself, but something else...

Everyone felt that this piece of music was very suitable for the court, and it had a sense of grandeur, but it was inexplicably intriguing and secretive, which made people feel very dangerous.

At this time, except for the music, other sounds disappeared, and even the insects stopped. Xiao Wu squatted quietly in the yard, and Yao Yao was crouching on the roof, looking at the night sky , the beautiful tail swayed gently, as if it moved with the music, or with the night wind... In short, the music almost perfectly blended with the night.

Mr. Bao in the study and Mrs. Bao who was beside him both put down the books in their hands and looked out the window.

Mrs. Bao was in a daze, while Mr. Bao frowned slightly. He seemed to have heard this song somewhere...

The piece is not long. Yin Hou played it twice, probably because it was difficult and obscure, or because Yin Hou himself had a different understanding of the piece. The second time had a completely different feeling from the first time. It's even weirder and more grand, and no one can tell what it feels like.

At the end of the last coda, the moment Yin Hou raised his hand, the fourth son who was sitting on Gongsun's lap suddenly saw a picture flash in front of him...

The fourth son opened his eyes wide. What he saw was a very magnificent palace, or an ancient city... The city was collapsing, and the smoke and dust were billowing. There was a towering statue in it, which was cracked as a whole. The huge sculpture head After the whole body shattered and fell, the scene was extremely shocking.

In the midst of the earth-shaking landslide and the billowing dust, three people came out, one big and two young.

The fourth son recognized the adult, who was dressed in white, who had appeared in his hallucinations and even dreams many times, and made him feel very warm and at ease every time he saw him.Beside the demon king, there were two children, one in white, looking back at the ruined palace behind him.The other kid was dressed in black, and he didn't turn his head. He stared straight ahead, holding a guqin that was about as tall as him.The body of the piano is burnt yellow, with a large red mark in the middle, which looks like a large bloodstain, or is it just a pattern?

The Silver Demon King walked forward with the two children, and the collapse behind him gradually stopped. When the three of them walked away, the dust and dust also fell, and after the vibration subsided...there were ruins behind them.The statue stood across the damaged city wall. The statue's face was already broken, but Yin Hou's shadow could still be seen between the broken eyebrows.

When the dust settled, the demon king stopped, and the kid in white also stopped, looking back.

The demon king called to stop the child in black who was still walking forward, "Shall I take another look? I won't see you again from now on."

The child didn't stop walking, and continued to walk forward with the piano in his arms, without looking back.

The demon king shook his head helplessly, and reached out to pat the head of the child in white who was looking behind him.

The child raised his face to look at him, there was no expression on his beautiful face, and his eyes were clear.

The demon king pointed forward, "He will live with us in the future, go say hello."

The child blinked, ran up a few steps, and arrived beside the boy in black.

The boy in black didn't look at him and continued walking.

"Aren't you crying?" the child in white asked.

The child in black glanced slightly to the side. It was clearly a very cute face, but the corners of his eyes showed some evil spirits that did not match his age. He asked, "Why are you crying?"

"Your parents are dead inside." The child in white reminded, unlike the child in black, his expression didn't change at all when he spoke, like a porcelain puppet carved from ice.

The kid in black nodded and asked, "Since they are all dead, why are you crying?"

The child in white blinked, "Aren't you sad?"

The black-clothed child stopped suddenly, looked straight at the white-clothed child beside him, and said, "I don't know how to cry, I've never cried before."

The child in white was stunned, then turned around, trotted two steps to catch up with the child in black who was walking forward, pointed at himself, and said, "I don't have parents either."

The kid in black glanced at him, the kid in white still had no expression on his face, but his eyes were brighter than before, and then said, "I don't know how to cry either, and I've never cried before."

The two children walked forward together, probably because they were the same age?Or maybe each has its own weirdness, and the two of them chatted with each other, but they felt that they got along well.

Behind him, the demon king folded his arms and sighed helplessly, "Why are children so uncute nowadays..."

Looking up at the sky, the demon king quickly ran up a few steps, touched the heads of the two children, and said, "It's going to snow!"

The two children raised their faces, the sky was still grayish-yellow because of the dust that was flying up just now, but, look carefully... a white snowflake appeared in the overwhelming chaos...

The two children stared at the snowflake, and when they came back to their senses, it was already snowing heavily...

Several sounds of "Papa" interrupted the fourth son's thoughts, and the picture in front of him disappeared. Looking again, Yin Hou withdrew his hand, and everyone in the yard clapped their hands.

"Oh!" Bao Yan clapped his hands and said, "It's amazing, old man!"

Pang Yu also clapped his hands, "Although I don't know what happened at all, but it feels amazing!"

Tianzun followed suit, "Hey! Old ghost! You can still read music, I thought you were old and confused!"

Yin Hou looked at the booing crowd around him speechlessly, and asked, "And then? What does it have to do with the case?"

With Yin Hou's words, everyone who was clapping and applauding suddenly became wilted. Everyone in the courtyard looked at each other, and finally turned to look at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao spread his hands—it's just a piece of music, it's so good to hide it after a lot of trouble, where is the clue?Can a piece of music tell who the murderer is?Even if it sounds good, what does it have to do with the murderer?

Everyone began to worry and think, Yin Hou picked up the teacup, and saw the little four stretching out his hand to touch the xylophone.

Yin Hou looked at him, the little guy seemed to want to say something, but he didn't seem to dare to say it.

The fourth son moved to Yin Hou's side, and asked in a low voice, "Yin Yin, where is the piano?"

Yin Hou was slightly taken aback.

On the side, Tianzun, who sat down and was pouring tea for himself, paused, looked over curiously, and asked the fourth son, "What piano?"

Xiao Si stretched out his hand and pointed to the center of the xylophone on the table, "The one with a red spot here..."

A trace of surprise flashed in Yin Houwei's eyes.

Tianzun put down the teapot, poked the fourth son, and said, "That Qin is called Wugou Qin."

Both Gongsun and Bai Yutang looked over - Wugouqin? !

Anyone who loves temperament has heard about this legendary qin. The Wugou qin is a unique qin. In addition to its particularly moving sound, this qin is also famous for its ominousness.Anyone who has owned that piano will encounter great misfortune. There are no fewer than ten subjugated kings who have owned it. Most of these dynasties fell apart.In addition, several legendary musicians also owned this piano, but all of them died in the end, with a tragic ending.Wugouqin got its name because it was originally pure white and flawless, its surface was similar to plantain wood, and it had criss-cross patterns.Because of too many killings, he is often stained red with blood.Its owner would try his best to scrub the blood stains on it, but over time, the piano body turned from pure white to burnt yellow, and in the middle of the piano body, there was a bright red blood stain that could not be washed away no matter what.This legendary Yaoqin later disappeared, and no one has seen it again.According to legend, it has been destroyed in a fire...

Seeing the fourth son asking, Yin Hou smiled slightly and said, "It's in a safe place."

Tianzun hugged the little fourth son and rubbed it back and forth, asking him what he saw and why he saw that piano.

Yin Hou was still calm and breezy sipping his tea while looking at the sheet music.

Here, Zhan Zhao and the others got together to discuss.

"As far as the piano score is concerned, the most direct relationship must be the piano." Gongsun said, "Yaoqin is the piano master, and she has a fishtail piano, but it was taken away by the man in black!"

"Is that man in black the same as the one who attacked you?" Zhao Pu asked.

"Probably not." Zhan Zhao had a different opinion, "According to the old man, the man in black didn't intend to harm innocent people, and he probably didn't go along with the group of people who came to Kaifeng mansion after hunting them down."

"Where are those foreigners from?" Bai Yutang asked, "It looks like they have undergone strict training, are they killers?"

"Those should be soldiers." Zhao Pu waved his hand, "Not killers! Not to mention well-trained, they don't know the situation yet!"

"That's true." Pang Yu also agreed, "Killers probably have a little common sense! Who would chase all the way to Kaifeng mansion, and die?! It shows that they don't know how many masters there are in Kaifeng mansion." ! Alien soldiers are indeed more reliable than quack killers!"

"The question now is which clan these people belong to!" Gongsun asked, "Are they here for the birthday banquet?"

Zhao Pu pursed his lips, "I'm staying in Kaifeng mansion, I really don't believe they have the guts to make trouble now."

While talking, Ziying came running, "My lord, we found it."

"The origin of those black-clothed assassins?" Zhan Zhao was surprised.

Ziying nodded, and said seriously, "He's from the Western Regions!"

Zhan Zhao and others asked, "Where is the Western Region?"

Ziying blinked and said, "It's the Western Regions!"

Everyone looked at Ziying with their mouths wide open, and Zhao Pu rolled up his arms and sleeves and wanted to slap him. Fortunately, Zhe Ying walked in at this time, holding a list in his hand, and dragged Ziying aside.

"My lord." Zhe Ying handed the list to Zhao Pu, and said, "These men in black come from all kinds of tribes, including Xixia people and Liao people. There are also many small tribes, miscellaneous fish and soldiers."

Zhan Zhao sounded fresh, "Why are there such a group of people?"

"This group of people are all orphans from the war. After being adopted, they were trained as soldiers and horses. This is the first time they have come to the Central Plains." Zhe Ying said, "They claim to be from Yuweidu."

"Huh?" Gongsun opened his mouth, "Isn't Yuweidu a legend?"

Zhe Ying nodded, "It is said that the exact location of Yuweidu is in Sunset Valley."

Zhao Pu frowned, "Sunset Valley... this thing is evil, it's interesting."

Both Ziying and Zheying nodded.

Zhan Zhao asked curiously, "Where is Sunset Valley?"

"It's a more difficult place than the Ghost Sea." Zhao Pu rubbed his nose, "Go straight north from Wolf King Fort, cross six high slopes and two rivers, then a forest and a desert, and you will see a ravine. There is a stone forest in the ravine, which stretches as far as the eye can see, and the terrain is extremely complicated. People in the Western Regions call it Sunset Valley, which means that the sun cannot rise even if the sun falls from here.”

"So powerful?" Zhan Zhao was surprised.

"The Sunset Valley is huge!" Zhe Ying said, "Many tribes in the Western Regions believe that it is the end of the earth!"

Zhan Zhao knew that Bai Yutang had traveled to many places before, so he asked him, "Have you been there?"

Bai Yutang shook his head and said, "I haven't traveled that far before!"

Tianzun asked, "Where is it?"

Yin Hou thought for a while, "Is it the Dead Forest?"

"If there is a vast stone forest that stretches as far as the eye can see, it should be near there." Tianzun frowned, "Can people live in that place? Not even a bird can fly in!"

"Dead Forest?" Zhan Zhao sounded strange, "Why can no one enter? Is there a trap or something?"

"The forest of death is indeed called the end." Yin Hou said, "The inability to get in and out is probably not just because you will get lost, or there are other secrets..."

"Secret?" Bai Yutang frowned, "Didn't it be made by humans?"

"That place was formed naturally, no one has the ability to create such a trap." Tianzun said, "We used to pass by there with the demon king."

Yin Hou also nodded, "The demon king said that such a place is a miracle. Every once in a while there will be some arrogant idiots in this world who think that they can overcome everything, but the end of these people is to sacrifice countless people. Life, come and learn a simple truth."

"What's the point?" Everyone was curious.

"People must know how to be in awe." Yin Hou raised his eyebrows, "Whether you are in awe of mountains and rivers, gods, common people, or the law... In short, you must have a rope that can tie you, otherwise, you will always run away. To the end, fall into the abyss."

"The end..."

Zhan Zhao suddenly reached out to pick up the music score, touched his chin lightly, seemed to think of something, frowned, "Where did I hear this piece?"

"This song is so special, if you hear it, you won't forget it, right?" Bai Yutang asked.

Zhan Zhao tilted his head and frowned, thinking hard, "It seems that I have heard... where is it?"

At the same time, in the study of the other courtyard, Mrs. Bao looked at Mrs. Bao who was frowning and tapping on the table.

Master Bao also had a troubled face at this time, "I must have heard this song somewhere...why can't I remember it?"