Master Cicadamaru, is a very famous person in Japan, not because he has mana, call him a mage just because he is a monk, many monks here will be called mage, and what really makes Cicadama Mage famous is his musical talent, well, that's right, this blind monk is a musician, very good at playing the lute.

"It's almost time." After everyone greeted each other, Abe Harumi looked at the moon in the sky, which had disappeared behind the dark clouds, and said.

"Huh? You mean, the ghost is going to appear? Yuan Boya was stunned for a moment, then remembered what happened tonight and immediately asked.

"Yes, it's the right time for these existences." Abe said lightly that he is an expert in this regard, and it is impossible to make a mistake.

Sure enough, as soon as Abe Qingming's voice fell, there was a burst of beautiful music from the Luo City Gate, which was being played on the pipa.

"That's right, this is the sound of the Xuanxiang, I just heard someone else play it the other day!" Yuan Boya said with a happy face.

"It's beautiful music." As a musician, Master Cicada Maru doesn't care if it's played by ghosts when he hears this music, but listens to it with his heart.

As a music lover, Gen Boya, who is an expert in playing the flute, also noticed that this music is a little different from the local Japanese music he heard in the past, and immediately calmed down and listened to the other party's performance.

As a modern person, Wang Xiaoming, who is not a lover of classical music, doesn't know how good this music is, but he can really tell that this is definitely Indian music, and maybe the person who plays it is very powerful, and it can make Wang Xiaoming feel a trace of nostalgia.

"It's a great performer, but don't we?" He looked at the two of them with intoxicated faces, and whispered to Abe Harumi.

"I thought you were a music lover too." Abe Qingming looked at Wang Xiaoming with some surprise, because the more he came into contact with Wang Xiaoming, the more he found that this person knew too many things, but he almost didn't have much enthusiasm.

"I'm a music lover, but I don't really like to listen to classical music." Wang Xiaoming shrugged and said.

"Classical music, what kind of classification is this?" Abe asked strangely.

"Let's not talk about this first, won't we go over?" Wang Xiaoming bluntly avoided the question, and then asked his own.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, forget it." Abe Qingming looked at Wang Xiaoming, and then said: "It's better to wait until this performance is over, after all, these two are already fascinated." ”

After a short while, the sound of the pipa stopped, and the two people who were listening, Master Cicada Pill and Gen Boya, showed a smile of satisfaction and smiled at each other. Wang Xiaoming had goosebumps coming out after reading it, please, can you not make such strange expressions at night, especially the two men.

"It's Tianzhu's music, and the people who play it are very good." Master Cicada Pill said with a happy smile.

"Let's go over." Abe said to the two people.

"Oh yes, let's go see who's playing." Yuan Boya seemed to have forgotten about the Xuanxiang at this time, and immediately said.

Wang Xiaoming and Abe Qingming shook their heads with a wry smile, and then the four of them walked together under the Luo City Gate, the previous sound came from the attic above the city gate, Wang Xiaoming could still see the rich dark red energy at this time, so it was certain that the guy who stole the pipa Xuanxiang was still inside.

"Who's playing?" Yuan Boya shouted loudly.

There was still no response from the attic, but the sound of the lute that seemed to be about to be played just now had stopped, and it seemed that the other party had also noticed the presence of several people below.

Yuan Boya asked again, but still did not get a response, it seemed that the other party did not understand Yuan Boya's words, and it seemed that the other party was ignoring them. But judging from the current situation, it should be that he didn't understand Yuan Boya's voice, otherwise, the other party should continue to play, after all, this can be regarded as directly ignoring these four people.

"Maybe he didn't understand, I just heard it, the other party is playing Indian, oh, it should be called Tianzhu, it's Tianzhu's music!" Wang Xiaoming reminded.

"Tianzhu, no wonder it's different from what we've heard before." Master Cicada Maru nodded slightly.

Abe Qingming suddenly opened his mouth at this time and began to say strange words, Wang Xiaoming is a fan of Aamir Khan, and he has also watched some of the other party's movies, and he can still tell that it is Hindi, but he doesn't say the difference between ancient Indian and modern Indian, even if there is no difference, he can't understand it, after all, there are subtitles when he watches the movie, but there are no here.

However, it doesn't matter if Wang Xiaoming doesn't understand, the one above just understands, no, after hearing Abe Qingming's words, the other party actually started to speak, and he is fluent in Japanese.

"You speak the language of my country and seem to like music, who are you?" The existence above spoke, and his voice was a little low, but it was not as unpleasant as Wang Xiaoming imagined.

Everyone said their names in turn, of course, I don't know why Abe Haruaki didn't say his real name, but said another name, called Zhengcheng or something, probably to hear what this ghost said.

"My name is Mrs. Khan Do······" That ghost, well, that is, Khan Duo said a lot of things.

Probably speaking, he was a prince of a small country in India during his lifetime, and because he played the pipa very well, he was appointed by the king of the Indian dynasty as a royal court performer, and then met a beloved girl, this girl must be one of the many harem beauties of the king, and then after being killed, he took out his soul and put it in the mystery, and he could not be reborn forever.

"So what? Why are you popping up now? "Wang Xiaoming is the only person here who is not affected by this story.

After all, even Abe Qingming is thinking about whether the other party is trustworthy, only Wang Xiaoming will feel that this story is old-fashioned and feel that the other party is dead, as a subordinate, he cuckolded his own king, who can blame him for ending up like this? It is impossible to say that his family and clansmen are implicated because of him, such a person is a selfish person, who knows that he cannot do it, sometimes he is brave, but most of the time he is stupid!