Haunted Places Live

The car stopped in front of two carved iron gates in the outskirts of Puxi, which was hidden by trees.The driver got out of the car and pressed a communicator button next to the door. The camera showed his face, and the door slowly opened after a while.The car continued to drive along the winding but flat asphalt road for a certain distance. The ancient trees on both sides were towering, and the exposed branches cut the sky into pieces. It looks a little spooky in winter.A garden house appeared in the forest surround.The old-fashioned building seems to be a mansion left over from the war years. The three-story western-style building is embedded with hexagonal towers on both sides. There is no lack of a sense of age in its style.There is a well-cared-for garden in front of the building, and there is no shortage of green and seasonal flowers in winter.A gardener was trimming neatly shaped shrubs. Hearing the sound of the car engine, he stood up and stared at them with a slightly dull expression.

Lin Qi turned his head to look at Chu Yang, smiled slightly, "Here we are."

Chu Yang nodded silently, and when the driver opened the door for Lynch, he opened the door and got out of the car. He looked up at the walls, the delicate carvings and railings that were faintly covered with moss marks of years... He felt a A strange sense of belonging.It was as if he had been here before.

But this is impossible, he has never even been to Shanghai.

"This is the most important mansion of the Presbyterian Church in China." Lynch walked up to him, gently supported him on the back, "Come with me."

Lynch knocked on the oak door, and soon a man who looked like a butler in a neat suit opened the door, and saw Lynch bowing slightly, "Mr. Lin."

"Is everyone else here?" Lynch asked while taking off his coat and handing it to the housekeeper.

"All five elders have arrived."

The housekeeper came to pick up Chu Yang's clothes. Chu Yang, who had never received such treatment, hurriedly took off his coat, but he heard Lin Qi explain to him, "A new member needs the consent of two elders to join the club. To accept the stigmata , you need the consent of at least five elders. So I invited five elders."

Five elders, that is, five fifth-level observers... There are a total of 20 people in the elders,

The hall facing the porch is covered with thick solid wood floors, which are spotless, and there is a faint fragrance of old wood in the air.Directly facing them was a wide staircase with double handrails, which parted on both sides after going up about ten steps. Still beautiful.To the right is the reception hall, and to the left leads to the dining room and library.On the walls, there are many secondary paintings, ranging from classical oil paintings to surrealism, but they all have one thing in common.If you look at any painting for too long, you will feel a strange feeling of dazzlement, as if you will be sucked into the chaotic world in the painting.

"This way please." The butler led them to the reception hall.Before entering, the voices of whispered voices could already be heard coming from behind the door.

The moment the door opened, all voices were suddenly extinguished.Chu Yang followed Lynch into the brightly lit reception room.The soft moss-like carpet made no sound when stepped on, and the hall could only hear the swinging sound of the hammer of the grandfather clock for a while.There were two or two women sitting on the long cat-foot printed sofa. A young Chinese woman seemed to be about the same age as Chu Yang, around 24, with a slender figure and a charming look between her eyebrows and eyes. Somewhat familiar.The other is a red-haired Caucasian woman in her early 40s with a freckled face, shaggy hair tied in a ponytail, heavy glasses and a long bohemian dress.The cool and handsome young man standing in front of the fireplace was Zhao Censhang.There is also an elderly silver-haired old man sitting on a single sofa with a cigar in his mouth; a tall and straight middle-aged man of African descent is sitting on a stool in front of a three-legged piano and flipping through the music scores on the piano.The light poured in from the long vertical windows arranged in a hexagonal shape, and fell on a cello in front of the window. Chu Yang could recognize the unique scratches on the cello at a glance.

The cello arrived earlier than him.

After Chu Yang entered, he immediately felt five pairs of eyes focus on him, and the weird restraint made him start to get nervous.

The pretty young woman smiled and said, "Long time no see, Mr. Lin."

Lin Qi smiled at her, nodded to the other four in turn, and then stepped aside slightly to let Chu Yang behind him appear in front of everyone, "Chu Yang, let me introduce you. This is Shu Xiaojing, a dancer, The founder of Yuehan Dance Troupe, you should have seen her dance on TV."

The beautiful young woman smiled slightly at Chu Yang.

No wonder it looks familiar...

Chu Yang introduced in turn that the red-haired Caucasian woman was named Sophia.Rosenford, a lesser-known Danish painter, likes to paint dolls, all kinds of incomplete dolls.The silver-haired old man is a Japanese writer Hidemako Tanno, known for his dark and treacherous works.The African-American middle-aged man is Daniel, a world-renowned American pianist.pop.

Among these people, Chu Yang only knew Daniel.Pope, it's a pity that people don't know him.Seeing a world-class musician suddenly, Chu Yang only felt sweaty palms, and suddenly felt uneasy like a primary school student taking an exam.

Tanno Hidecheng seems to be the oldest among them, and said in Chinese with a strong Japanese accent, "Please don't feel nervous, we have a basic understanding of you, and I have a few questions to ask you when I see you this time. , In addition, you need to evaluate your observation level."

Chu Yang stood cautiously beside the cello and nodded.Then he looked at Lynch who had already stood next to Zhao Censhang.

Lynch gave him a gentle smile, and mouthed to him, "Relax."

How could he be able to relax... He didn't expect the membership ceremony to be the same as an interview...

Danye Xiucheng nodded to Shu Xiaojing, and the latter looked at Chu Yang with great interest, "Are you voluntarily joining the Council of Elders?"

Chu Yang said, "Yes."

"Do you know who the main god the Presbyterian Church believes in?"

Chu Yang thought for a while, and recalled what Baidian had said to him, "Hasta, the king in yellow."

"Who is our enemy?"

"... R'lyeh?"

"Very good." Shu Xiaojing looked him up and down with cat-like eyes, "We have received your personal information. Your grandfather Chu Yu is a professor at the Vancouver Conservatory of Music, but he only started teaching there shortly before you were born. Yes. Before that, did you know what his profession was?"

Chu Yang shook his head, "He never mentioned the past."

"Have you met your grandma?"

"No."

"Did your grandfather tell you the cause of your parents' death?"

"Yes……"

Chu Yang faintly felt that the question was not quite right...why did he only ask his family members?

Daniel who has been silent at this time.Pope suddenly asked, "The song of death, under what circumstances did you write it?"

Chu Yang's heart trembled, wondering if he should tell the truth.He glanced at Lynch, who gave him a slight nod.

So Chu Yang said, "I got a book, The King in Yellow. I wrote it after watching the first scene."

As soon as these words came out, the red-haired female artist gasped, Shu Xiaojing's eyes widened, and even Tanno Hideko sat up a little and asked, "Do you have yellow hair in your hand?" King of Clothes? Transcript in what language?"

"English……"

"How did you get that book?" Shu Xiaojing's tone was a little urgent.

Chu Yang was silent for a while, then said, "Someone sent it to me, I don't know who it is."

Those people looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.At this time, Zhao Censhang suddenly clapped his hands lightly, "It's almost the same question, is it time to evaluate his observation level?"

Shu Xiaojing explained, "Only observers above level four are eligible to accept the stigmata. We know your situation. If you don't accept the stigmata, the hounds will devour you before midnight tonight. But if your level is less than level four, Even if we make an exception for you to accept, there will be no holy race to respond to you, and you may even be swallowed by them. So if your observation power is less than level four, sorry, we cannot allow you to accept the stigmata."

Under the critical eyes of several elders, Daniel pointed to the cello behind Chu Yang, "Please."

Chu Yang turned around, picked up the cello from the stand, pulled the chair forward and sat down.I plucked the strings a few times with my hands, and carefully turned the shaft to check the tuning.Probably because there was a world-class piano master listening in front of him, his heart beat slightly faster, and his palms were a little sweaty, so he had to rub a little on his clothes.

The gazes of those five people carried the coldness unique to judges, but Lynch's gaze was still gentle and firm, as if he had great confidence in him.

The sun shone on the back of his neck, warm and warm.He took a deep breath and told himself not to be nervous, as if those people in front of him didn't exist, as if this was just his ordinary practice...

Or...pretend Lynch is the only one listening...

Strangely, the latter seemed to relax him more than the former...

He glanced at Lynch, closed his eyes, and let his thoughts settle down.At this time, the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear suddenly, only the faint sound of the wind remained, brushing the fluff on the pinna like whispers.

The bow moved slightly, and the strings vibrated the air, which spread like ripples into everyone's ear canal, causing the eardrum to resonate delicately and appropriately.This graceful fluctuation is turned into a biological signal, jumping from one neuron to another, quickly analyzing and calculating different parts of the brain between lightning and flint, forming beautiful and treacherous music.

Chu Yang's eyes closed gently, and continuous music gushed out from under his bow, the body of the piano resonated in a low voice, and the ground under his feet seemed to tremble slightly.

This melody is the song of destruction that was played at Sangyu International School last time.The ancient, long-forgotten civilization is gorgeous and beautiful, but corrupt and extravagant, like maggots born on the corpse of a beauty, so beautiful that it decays and festers.The asteroid hit the ground, and the explosion in the high temperature turned into scorched earth for hundreds of miles. Large pieces of land and rock flew into the air, rubbed in the atmosphere and turned into fireballs, falling from the sky mercilessly.Like the rain of fire falling from the wrath of the gods.

It's just that what the sound of the piano described this time is subtly different.That was after the sky fire, the once bustling and huge city had been destroyed, but there were still many "people" who survived.With their soft bodies and tentacles wriggling, they crawled out of the ruins of the collapsed palace.Their countless eyes lifted up, looking at the dust-covered sky that could not see the sun, and gradually shed thick pale yellow tears.Their wailing was blown by the wind and sent far, far away.

No matter how prosperous the age, how complicated and stable the order, as long as there is an unexpected natural disaster that cannot be prevented, a small collision that occurs everywhere in the universe, it can be wiped out and nothing remains.Some of those survivors guarded the devastated homeland, drying up and dying, while others trekked to distant places. Many of them died of dehydration in the desert, while others survived.They regrouped and depended on each other on the still barren earth, starting from living in the cave at the beginning, rebuilding their civilization bit by bit.There are still many "people" among them who believe in their gods and pray to the giant god in yellow day and night.After countless generations, they finally established their own city-states again.

The "human" at this time has evolved into a completely different form.Now that they are split from the mother's womb, they must be twins, and they are connected by an umbilical cord that can extend infinitely and is diffused with a mysterious color.The strong one of the twins is called "Zhar", and the weaker but very flexible one is called "Lloigor".The twins will never be separated. If they want to reproduce, one pair of twins will mate with the other. Usually, Roigor leaves his own eggs in Zal's body, and Zal will then conceive and give birth.The new "people" are also becoming more powerful, their tentacles can penetrate into the heads of any living beings, and fluctuate their emotions and memories.Their civilization flourished day by day, gradually spreading to the entire planet, and even began to spread to other planets.

The fascinating music brought a lot of hallucinations and pictures in front of all the elders. Gradually, except for the pianist and the novelist, the eyes of the other three of the five people gradually became empty, as if they had left this dunya and gone to Another galaxy far, far away.Daniel and Tanno Hidecheng looked at each other with a slight look of surprise in their eyes.

But at this moment, the originally brilliant and passionate music suddenly changed, becoming terrifying and sinister.The various intentions in Chu Yang's mind suddenly began to twist, and a sharp and dark coldness crept up his back silently.He realized something was wrong, but he couldn't stop.

The originally brilliant picture was suddenly torn and swallowed by a thick mass of darkness, and a strong smell of death rose from all directions, enveloping his body.His piano sound was no longer under his control, and became tricky and full of unpredictable twists and turns, as if countless horns were protruding from the strings.The sound of the piano suddenly became sinister, and the three people who were attracted by the sound of the piano felt a splitting pain in their heads. The three of them suddenly woke up and realized that something was wrong.

At this time, Chu Yang had already started to hear voices.

It's not human language, it's not even a sound.It was just a subtle, air vibration.

It was the grunt of a hound.

"Here we come." They kept saying, "Prey, here we come."

Immediately afterwards, he saw many, many people.

There are men, women, old people, and children, one by one, or their brains are cracked, their faces are blue, or they are covered in blood.All the people he killed.

They stood in a row, staring at him with hatred and cold eyes.And at the very front, Song Liangshu and his grandfather were also there. They stared at him, and slowly opened their black hole-like mouths, letting out terrifying, inhuman screams.

Strong fear spread to Chu Yang's face, but he couldn't escape.He seemed to be caught by his own music, the melody was out of his control, it turned into thorns and locked him up round and round.He felt a terrible pain deep in his internal organs, and he couldn't tell whether he was burned or frostbitten by something extremely cold.He felt something spill out of the corner of his mouth, something sour and sticky and like asphalt.

"Chu Yang!!!"

He heard Lynch calling him, felt a hand firmly pressing his wrist, and grabbed the bow in his hand.At the same time, the feeling of tightly wrapping him suddenly loosened, and Chu Yang suddenly opened his eyes, coughing and choking like a drowning person.Countless black, agglomerated, semi-solidified asphalt was vomited out by him, and the moment it landed on the ground, it corroded the carpet into deep holes.

At this time, Zhao Censhang handed an injection to Lin Qi, and Lin Qi hit the injection on Chu Yang's neck.Chu Yang felt his eyes go dark, and suddenly lost consciousness.

Lin Qi hugged Chu Yang's falling body tightly, and raised his eyes nervously, "The hound has arrived. We must immediately perform the ritual of accepting the stigmata."

Zhao Censhang also chimed in, "It looks like it's level four, I have no objection. How about you?"

Shu Xiaojing and Sophia also had no objection, but Tanno Hidecheng and Daniel seemed to be hesitant.Danye Xiucheng looked at Lynch, "Are you sure? His lineage has not been found out yet. Under the current tense situation, we have rashly introduced a fourth-level observer that we don't fully understand. If he is R'lyeh or Chaos The one sent by the temple, or the one sent by the Red Earl..."

"I believe him." Lynch said in an unquestionable tone.

"...So, are you willing to be his guarantor?" Daniel asked seriously.

"Well, I am willing." Lynch agreed almost without hesitation, "Didn't you see it? His potential is so strong, if the contract is really broken and the war starts, we need him."

Zhao Censhang seemed a little uneasy.It is not easy to be a guarantor.If in the end it is discovered that Chu Yang has betrayed the Council of Elders, he, the guarantor, will bear the responsibility along with him...

Has this cellist influenced Lynch so far?

Shu Xiaojing raised his head and called the housekeeper, "Open the basement and prepare for the ritual of being marked."