Because the world at that time was not as fucked up and cute as it is now, the Murong family, who was engaged in politics, ranked last, only had influence but no strength.

Now the Battle of Mindu is just a copy of forty years ago, and there was a secret battle between the three major families forty years ago, and the history of this record can be traced back to that year.

The same party, the same undercurrent, Tang Wei took out this record and played it once.

"After that banquet, the Tang family lost, Tang Qingcang, do you know why?" Murong Xin asked with a smile.

"Yes. Tang Qingcang was very calm, but his eyes flashed with a strange look.

Qin Yang and Sun Hong listened to the clouds and fog, and only understood the story of forty years ago, but they didn't know why Tangmen lost.

According to normal logic, the thousand-year-old Tang Sect should be deep-rooted, and it didn't dare to say that the Murong family, which was just emerging at that time, would win, but there was no possibility of losing.

Why he lost, Qin Yang couldn't figure it out, but he must have something to do with that banquet, maybe it had something to do with this record.

Because, this topic was brought up by the record.

When the dialogue was carried out at this point, Tang Xiaofan also finished debugging the record player, the old record was put on, and a melodious symphony came out of the record player.

The quaint and old record player, combined with this chronological music, feels really like the showdown when Tang Wei was young decades ago.

"Forty years ago, Tang Men lost, and today, forty years later, I, Tang Qingcang, will never lose. After Tang Qingcang finished speaking, he closed his eyes and began to enjoy and listen to this song.

"Really?" Murong Xin smiled lightly, extremely playful. "I think history repeats itself. ”

It's a conversation in the clouds again, Qin Yang didn't want to explore it at all, the story of forty years ago should be left to the people of forty years ago to reminisce.

I am full of calculations, counting the year in my mother's womb, it is only twenty-five years, and there is no need to think about it at all.

Sun Hong closed his eyes and said something in his mouth, "The Hunter's Funeral Procession, the pinnacle of the Austrian musician Mahler, but I don't like it, the tune is too depressing and dull." ”

"He is worthy of being the prince of Mindu, and his knowledge is extraordinary. Tang Qingcang praised and stopped talking.

As Sun Hong said, the name of this symphony is "The Hunter's Funeral Procession", and it is indeed the work of the Austrian musician Mahler.

As a funeral march, the symphony is too oppressive and dreary, especially in the current stormy eve weather, which makes the already dreary and oppressive atmosphere even worse.

The average person wouldn't like it.

Qin Yang closed his eyes and listened, he could only feel that the tone was dull and beautiful, but he didn't have any other feelings, and he couldn't hear the difference in this record at all.

Qin Yang doesn't care about what happened forty years ago, but he cares about the current situation very much, this record led to the defeat of the Tang Gate, will history repeat itself and make Tang Qing lose again?

"No, I'm going out to breathe, it's too oppressive here. Ye Song was the first to hold on, said hello to Qin Yang and went out.

Listening to this kind of funeral march in such a depressing atmosphere, it is undoubtedly idle to find guilt, and the music is also lethal, and now the lethality of this symphony has reached the level of a forbidden song.

"Tang Qingcang, I suggest you listen to "Black Sunday", you will have nothing to do if you listen to it!" Lu Hao scolded, and walked out of the bar after Ye Song.

This is a test of people's psychological endurance, the score composed of low scales, it is not a big problem to listen to it in ordinary times,

Now it's the eve of the storm, but the weather is so depressing, and listening to this dull symphony again, Lu Hao has just had suicidal thoughts, and he really can't hold on before he leaves.

"No, I'm going out too!" It didn't take long for Uncle Jian to hold on.

The secondary personnel left one by one, and in the end, even Tang Xiaofan and Xing Zhong, the former enemies, walked out side by side, and after three minutes, there were only five people left in the field.

Qin Yang, Tang Qingcang, Murong Xin, Sun Hong, and the beautiful Qu Tang with an absolute sense of tone.

By now, Qin Yang has to admire this beauty, people with an absolute sense of tone can hear every scale of the music,

With so many low scales crowded together, ordinary people only have a low and depressing feeling when they hear it, but Qu Tang, who has an absolute sense of tone, can perfectly distinguish each scale.

Qu Tang listens to this music, which is the real search for death!

"If you can't stand it, you can go out. Sun Hong opened his eyes and looked at Qin Yang, his eyes full of contempt and worry. "You will die in a week, and now that I am dead, I will not be untrustworthy?"

Qin Yang's feeling is not very good, his brain is already sweating, his lips are white and his face is pale, this is all the negative impact of "The Hunter's Funeral Procession".

The internal organs were churning, Qin Yang's heart was in turmoil to death, this feeling was like exerting his control ability, indescribably disgusting and chaotic.

"Thanks, let's take care of yourself first. Qin Yang grinned and shot back.

Sun Hong's face was not very good, compared to Qin Yang, and he must be experiencing the negative impact that Qin Yang could feel.

Originally, this song was nothing, a simple funeral march, but it was less passionate and more depressed than an ordinary symphony.

The bad thing is bad in this weather, the sky is full of thunder, and the air is full of oppressive and dull elements, low as if to crush the whole world.

In this kind of weather, the dull feeling of the symphony grows exponentially, and the listener's heart can't be cheerful.

Over there, Murong Xin and Qu Tang were also as uncomfortable as Qin Yang, especially Qu Tang, who clearly heard every scale, and his already pale face became like paper.

It's really worrying that Qu Tang will suddenly collapse and die in the next moment.

Under this kind of voice, the only one who remains calm is Tang Qingcang, this state of mind is unique and unparalleled in the world, which is also due to Tang Qingcang's deformed childhood.

In his childhood, Tang Qingcang had to listen to this record every day, in order to remember the shame of the Tang family forty years ago and inspire himself to continue to grow.

After listening to it for 20 years, Tang Qingcang's personality has been a little distorted, and his unsmiling and dark belly are tempered under this symphony.

"What, you don't like this song?" Tang Qingcang heard the conversation, opened his eyes, and saw that the four of them looked like they were going to die.

"Yes, I don't like it. Sun Hong nodded honestly.

The rest of the four didn't like the symphony and had the urge to run out, but none of them did.

Murong Xin knew the story behind this record, so he endured the depression and continued to listen to it, and Qu Tang was the same.

As for Qin Yang and Sun Hong, the two of them also care about this record, Tang Qingcang is definitely not for everyone to listen to music, there must be some message conveyed here.

From beginning to end, Tang Qingcang did not show his attitude, did not say who he was the enemy with, nor did he say who he wanted to cooperate with.

When you think about it, it's even more possible to convey a message through a record!

In order not to miss the opportunity to hear this information, in order not to give this opportunity to the other party, Qin Yang and Sun Hong chose to continue to resist.

Maybe someone walks out and the symphony on the record player stops, and maybe the last part of the record is a recording!

This is related to the current situation, this is related to life and death, it is possible that after Sun Hong and Murong Xin are forced to leave, Tang Qingcang will begin to communicate with Qin Yang;

It could also be Murong Xin, or Sun Hong.

"Listen carefully, the climax is coming!" Tang Qingcang looked excited.

Suddenly, the symphony's tone changed, from the previous flat and low to the passionate low.

The melodious and miserable sound of the violin, the passionate and low piano sound, and some musical instruments that Qin Yang couldn't hear, together composed this funeral march.

The depressed feeling became heavier, the dull atmosphere became even more dull, everyone closed their eyes and looked pained, only Tang Qingcang had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The wind was miserable, the clouds were gloomy, low and depressing, and the thunder was bursting.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning tore through the dark clouds, casting a glorious gloom into the gloomy sky.

It was like a sad song from hell, like a howl from the endless abyss, like a demon's whisper, and the low and suppressed tone stimulated Qin Yang's nerves, slowly luring Qin Yang to the edge of the cliff.

At the same time, Qin Yang couldn't help but sigh that it can change people's moods, which is probably the magic of music.

Three minutes later, there was a "buzzing" noise, the symphony ended, and Qin Yang was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, just now he actually had suicidal thoughts in his head, it was really ridiculous.

Inadvertently, Qin Yang caught a glimpse of Qu Tang, and he couldn't see Qu Tang's eyes under the sunglasses, but he could see the sneer on the corner of Qu Tang's mouth.

An hour later, Wei Hui was driving in the BMW.

"Low-frequency noise. Sun Hong held his forehead and looked out the window, breathing fresh air made his mood better, and his face was affirmed, "That's right, it's low-frequency noise!"

The affirmative tone is undoubted, Sun Hong also thought of it just now, the symphony played by Tang Qingcang just now was mixed with low-frequency noise throughout the whole process!

The horror is indescribable, and Sun Hong now understands why the world will call himself and Tang Qingcang the prince and the prince, and also say that the prince in the south is more powerful than the prince in the north.

This is the reason, Sun Hong actually had a fear in his heart, if it wasn't for a flash of inspiration in his mind, I'm afraid that this time he would really be calculated!

"What is low-frequency noise?" Wei Hui looked at Sun Hong and asked.

Wei Hui has a double master's degree in turtles, but he really didn't learn anything abroad, except for his personality and arrogance.

Now, the flamboyant personality and arrogance have been forgotten by Wei Hui, and all that is left is natural calmness.

Sun Hong pursed his lips, and wanted to teach Wei Hui a lesson, so that he could know what knowledge meant to change fate.