Haunted Places Live

Bursts of deep and ancient long chants came from behind the huge stone gate, accompanied by the stench of the bone-piercing wind.All the people kneeling on the ground raised their torches high, with expressions of fear, awe, and fanaticism on their faces, and the summons they yelled in unison became more and more deafening.The girl who was tied to the cross cried hoarsely, but the extent of her struggle was small.It was as if she had realized that when the stone door opened, it would be her end.She will be buried in this underground full of disgusting and poisonous insects, and die in an extremely miserable and painful way.

But at this moment, suddenly the sound of the cello broke through the chanting of the crowd, and echoed in the damp space where the tree roots were tangled with chinch bugs.Like the black hem of the god of death, and like the heavy mist rising from the cemetery, it spread silently.Immediately afterwards, a singing sound followed the sound of the violin, like a sad dirge lingering in the abandoned cemetery, which instantly caused goose bumps on everyone's body.

All the villagers turned around, only to see Lynch standing in front of them, the gloves on both hands had been taken off, and some kind of dirty and gorgeous color was lingering, like a pair of wings stretched from his hands.His lips are open, and his voice flows out of his chest continuously. There are no lyrics, just a simple singing, but it is utterly mournful. It is perfectly lingering with the strings of the cello, relying on each other and fulfilling each other, as if he is a peerless singer. The last swan song before dying.Even rotten wood fools who don't know anything about melodies will feel excited when they hear this music, giving birth to endless sadness and despair.It seemed that it was a dirge written in the soul, a dirge that could awaken all the most tragic and painful memories in life.

The village chief yelled "Grab him!!!" Several strong villagers held up torches and approached Lin Qi, but Lin Qi watched them with his eyes, and the music in his throat became louder and louder. The melancholy sound of the cello climbed to the distant sky, stretching the most gorgeous wings at the end of death.Those strong men who were originally aggressive gradually slowed down when they were a few steps away from Lynch. When they looked carefully, they were already in tears. One of them suddenly let go of the torch in his hand, and his knees softened and knelt down like this. on the ground.And several other people stopped one after another, some began to cry, and some showed blank expressions.

Not only them, but the rest of the villagers, regardless of men, women, or children, also fell into a strange atmosphere of despair.There were miserable cries one after another, and some just stood there blankly.Even the village head was trembling all over, covering his chest with his hands, his face turned pale, as if he had a heart attack.But his daughter-in-law suddenly screamed and slammed her head into the motionless Shimen, causing her head to bleed.

Seeing the crazy scenes of these people, Lynch kept singing, but he was extremely surprised.Unexpectedly, with the cooperation of him and Chu Yang, such a powerful influence would be produced in such a short period of time.In the case that most of his power has been sealed, it used to take a while for the singing to work again.Now it seems that there is no need to use the color of the stars.

At this time, Chu Yang was sitting in the shadow woven by the roots, holding the cello in his arms that was as warm and nostalgic as a lover to him, and had completely entered another world, a pure memory he had missed for a long time realm of music.He didn't even hear the wailing of those people, all he could hear was the perfect interaction between Lynch and his piano.

This is the music in his fantasy. Lynch made his works more perfect and even entered another realm.He never knew that musical instruments and human voices could be so seamlessly blended into one.

This is the most beautiful, saddest, darkest piece of music.Its victims are drawn toward self-destruction by these beautiful notes.

It is the angelic dirge that the dying hear, the last voice that rings in the ears of poor souls.

The summoning ceremony was interrupted by the death song.The horrible groans behind the door seemed to have stopped, and only the sound of the piano, singing and crying remained.

At the end of the song, Chu Yang's consciousness gradually sank to the ground with the singing gradually disappearing.He suddenly felt a wave of fear, a wave of fear that he didn't know what he would face when he opened his eyes.

He'd never played the original version of the Death Song in full in front of so many people, a version influenced by the first act of the King in Yellow.

He hesitated to open his eyes, but saw Lynch slowly putting on the gloves.In front of him, the villagers were either kneeling on the ground and weeping, or standing in the distance as if they had lost their souls, and the rest had already fallen into a pool of blood.Some of them fell to the ground with bleeding heads after hitting the wall several times, and the walls were covered with bloodstains.Some even directly burned their own bodies with torches, but it seemed unsuccessful. In the depressing music, it seemed that even the fire was affected and extinguished one after another.

A chill suddenly gripped Chu Yang's body. He stared blankly at the miserable scene in front of him, and the nightmares of the past surged up again from the grave of his memory.

He knew that the hands of these villagers had been stained with an unknown amount of blood, and an unknown number of people had been imprisoned and killed.But it was his hands that took these lives.

Lynch turned his head and looked at Chu Yang in the shadows.He felt the panic and inappropriateness spreading from Chu Yang's body, and rushed to Chu Yang's side, gently holding Chu Yang's face with both hands, making him look into his own eyes, "Don't worry, those people are not dead yet , just passed out. I controlled our music and didn't spread all the power, so they wouldn't be in danger."

Lynch's words were like redemption, and his trembling body finally caught the driftwood.He grabbed Lynch's hand and asked, "Really?"

"Well, as I said, I will help you control your power, right?" Lynch wiped the cold sweat from Chu Yang's forehead with his fingers, "I will teach you how to restrain your power in the future, with me When you do, don't worry."

Chu Yang let out a long breath, but suddenly remembered the sacrifice in white, "Where's the girl? How is she?"

Lynch said, "It must have been affected. After being rescued, send it to the Presbyterian Church. It should be fine to erase this memory."

Holding the cello, Chu Yang followed Lynch carefully through the crowd on the verge of madness, and came between the tall cross and the giant gate.The girl was tied up high, and seemed to have fallen into a state of emptiness, and she stopped crying.There were ladders for feet to step on behind the cross, and Lynch grabbed those horizontal bars and climbed neatly towards the girl.But Chu Yang suddenly heard a sigh close at hand.

He suddenly turned around and looked at the magnificent and mysterious huge stone gate.

something is not quite right...

He took a few steps forward, put his ear close to the dark crack of the door, trying to determine whether the sigh just now came from here.

But at this moment, a series of chaotic and crazy intentions poured into his mind along with another indescribable strange sound that Chu Yang had never heard before.

He saw a planet, a crazy planet that was very similar to the earth but completely different.There, the dense sea is turbid and smelly green, the blood-red land is full of gorgeous but murderous succulent plants, the dark forest is floating with mysterious phosphorescence, and the unknown city of the gods is surrounded by white stone pillars and eaves. Covered with sinuous giant tentacles.He saw the pitch-black night devil with bat wings flying in the sky with constantly changing dirty colors, and he also saw the ghouls gnawing on the rotting bones in the depths of the dark cave, and the ghoul living in the swamp. Lizardmen with green and soft bodies.

And around this planet, pharaohs in black, kings in yellow, huge fireballs hotter than the sun, and sea gods with octopus-like heads and huge wings lowered their empty and heartless eyes, Gazing at the ever-spinning sphere.

He heard a terrifying voice telling that this planet is the entrance to the temple of the gods, the most distant and closest reality, a reality that can only be reached in dreams.

Chu Yang suddenly struggled out of those chaotic thoughts, took a few steps back in horror, and shouted to Lin Qi, "There is something wrong... there is something behind this door!"

As soon as the words fell, the closed stone door suddenly let out an old and painful roar, and opened towards both sides.

A violent gust of wind was blowing in with a suffocating stench, and for a moment Chu Yang couldn't stand upright and fell down under the cross.

The villagers who were in a half-crazed state behind them all fell to the ground as if they had been sucked out of their last strength.The sinister atmosphere quickly permeated all the roots, and Chu Yang felt that every hair on his arm stood up, an absolute and overwhelming air of death overturned, making his heart beat wildly, and his adrenaline surged , but the body was unable to move due to absolute fear.

In the endless darkness and nothingness behind the door, Chu Yang first saw a face, a face that seemed to be human, but also not human.It seems to be a lot of randomly generated sarcomas and crystals, which just fit together into a shape close to a human face, but it is not very similar. It just falls at the lowest point of the uncanny valley, making people have nightmares or even fall into madness at a glance. .

Immediately afterwards, from around the face, countless gigantic spider legs with dirty oily shine and dense hard hairs began to emerge.The tips of the legs are extremely sharp, and there are even bloodstains and pieces of meat hanging on the hair.It seemed that countless sharp iron spears swarmed towards Lynch, who was untying the rope on the girl's arm at the top of the cross.

Chu Yang didn't even know how he drove the stigmata.

In an instant, a huge filthy flower tore the flesh on his chest and bloomed instantly, like a barrier that forcibly blocked those extremely hard black "spears".

The moment Lynch saw the door open, his heart sank completely, thinking that he was probably going to die this time.He did not expect that Atrakh Nakya appeared in this reality before the summoning was completed.Now his power is sealed by his father, and Xingzhicai can never stop the power of a god of entropy.He closed his eyes, barely having time to think too much, preparing for the body to be Atrak.The end of Nakya's death from being impaled and drained of her juices.

However, the expected end did not come.

Countless gauze-like sheets stood in front of him, accompanied by a long moan of pain.

He lowered his head, and saw the petals blooming from Chu Yang's chest, which were bigger and thicker than what he saw last time.Chu Yang's face was distorted by pain, and the red rune appeared on his right face again.