Finally came to the final step.

Both sides are carefully pointed at the ribs, as if the area contains valuable fragile items.

The hands suddenly glowed red, and the two turntables began to resonate, beating rhythmically like two hearts.

There is a pleasant sound in my ears, not only the melody has changed, but even the volume is much louder.

Bathed in beautiful music, fatigue and tension were relieved, and all three of them felt better spirited.

Music is an indispensable part of every game, Ziqi, who is immersed in music, thought to himself.

I don't know if it takes a lot of energy to eliminate the two pork ribs, or if it takes a lot of energy to activate the blue glass, or if it takes a lot of energy to do both of these things, but this time the hands flickered for a long time.

So the three of them were lucky enough to enjoy a long, long piece of music.

Unlike the sporadic melody that sounded like a short bell before, this melody is not only complete but also has a strong sense of imagery.

After the natural and fresh birdsong at the beginning, a flute brings the listener into memories, and the flute sound is melodious and graceful, as if it has the power to penetrate the years.

The birdsong reappeared, as if to compete with the sound of the flute, and the two voices were played at the same time, like a tidal wave chasing the other.

The tone is getting more and more cheerful, full of vigorous vitality, as if spring is coming.

Everything recovers, the mountains and rivers thaw, the willows cling, and a flock of birds sing happy songs and fly into the woods that are gradually pulling out green branches.

The music became more intense, the temperature became higher and higher, and just as the melody was about to boil, the flute died down, and the birdsong was gone.

There was a sudden silence.

In the silence, the first song of a mantis suddenly sounded, and then more and more summer cicadas joined in the carnival, as if to tell the world that summer has arrived.

The first violin is finally played, and the cicada song slowly fades into the background, and the violin seems to lean over the heads of the cicadas to slowly play a slightly melancholy serenade of a summer night.

The sound of the piano is like a heavenly sound, and it is beautiful and incomprehensible.

Ziqi seemed to see the blue-gray sky on a summer night, with the stars shining brightly and brilliantly. In an instant, it became a big river near the old house in his childhood hometown, and the river was surging and the sound of frogs was loud.

Then he seemed to see those nights of hard reading, with the cicadas chirping in his ears and the flickering candles dancing on his desk.

I don't know which nerve this melody has touched on him, Ziqi feels that a pair of eyes are already moist.

That's when the music stops abruptly.

But the blue glass was not opened.

"Like, it seems like there's a second step." Ling Ling whispered from the side.

Ziqi hurriedly looked at the turntable in front of him.

That's right, there is a second step.

When the ribs were finally wiped out, the top of the turntable changed.

The originally pitch-black panel was instantly divided into two areas, the first area was red, occupying more than 90% of the total area of the panel.

At first glance, I thought the entire panel was red.

Written on top of this large red swath is an equally large Chinese character, "guan".

Less than 10% of the remaining area is pale white, which is really difficult to identify if you don't look closely.

In this thin white lies a looming Chinese character, "open".

Everything is clear at a glance, everything is so simple.

Is this also a puzzle game?

Ziqi smiled.

"Lingling." He said with a smile, "It seems that this time you only need to light up the white ** domain where the 'open' is located." ”

"Hmm." Lingling replied with a frown.

Is it really that simple? She couldn't believe it.

Although the light white ** domain is like a mist that will disappear if you are not careful, it is not difficult to adjust it by hand.

Soon, both bright red hands were aimed at the word "open".

Everyone held their breath and prepared for this historic moment.

But for a while, nothing happened.

"Doesn't seem right?" Lingling said.

It's wrong.

But there's no reason.

Because this time there are no inexplicable patterns drawn on the turntable, but Chinese characters are written.

It is the only text that I have mastered since I was a child, Chinese characters!

Doesn't the word "open" mean open?

Could it be that this time it is like a moth like a rib?

Could it be that the word "off" means opening?

Ziqi was speechless.

Once again, he felt that it wasn't he playing the game, but that the game had been playing with itself.

"Lingling." Ziqi said, "Why don't you try the area where 'Guan' is located?" ”

"Like, it doesn't seem to be the case." Lingling said with his mouth covered.

She seemed to have discovered something.

"What's going on?" Lord Poker asked what he and Ziqi thought.

"This time the area is not lit up, and the hands are not flashing." Ling Ling stared at the turntable and said, "That means the program didn't start this time. ”

"Seems to be the case." Ziqi said as he casually toggled the turntable.

It was as if the power was out, and neither the turntable nor the hands were dead or unresponsive.

"Is that so?"

After Ling Ling finished speaking, he suddenly pushed the turntable hard, and then Huo Ran let go.

In full view of everyone, the turntable rotated intensely.

The poor white soon disappeared into the sea of red.

The whirring turntable gradually stopped under the gaze of the three people.

In the end, it stayed in that little bit of light white.

With the red light flashing of the pointer, the area where the "on" is located is instantly lit up.

"Sure enough." Ling Ling said, "Brother Ziqi, this time it is not possible to deliberately control the area where the pointer is located, you can only push the turntable and let it stop by itself." ”

"That is to say, that is to say......" Ziqi has completely understood, "this time I can only resign myself to fate?" ”

Obviously, this is not a fair contest.

"Guan" has blocked almost all the areas in the turntable, and "Kai" has been forced to almost have no way out.

"Brother Ziqi, it's up to you." Lingling smiled shyly.

It was still evident that, despite the difficulty, the Lingling's side had already achieved positive results.

Now the key to opening the glass only exists in the turntable in front of you.

Ziqi put his hand on the turntable again, and a familiar feeling came back in an instant.

Who are you?

That's a gambler who never dies.

A wheel like this has turned itself at least tens of thousands of times.

This is your own battlefield, as a gambler, why fear?

Ziqi Huoran pushed the turntable.

With the sound of whirring wind, the turntable began to blur, and the reds gradually joined together.

Obviously, Ziqi is a gambler, but he is not a gambler with special luck, otherwise he would not be at the end of his rope to the point where he needs to block the lives of his whole family.

Red, red, red.

Three times in a row the red consumed a lot of his patience.

The red color was so glaring, like a big mouth taunting him.

And the mist-like pale white is like a small fish swimming in the ocean but can never catch it.

"I'll try it anyway." Master Poker walked over.

There is no reason for this, but the poker master seems to see a special color in Ziqi's face, which gives people a feeling of being extremely dark and hopeless.

If Ziqi is allowed to turn around, not to mention an hour, it will be a lifetime, and it will be difficult for three lives and three lives to open this blue glass.

"Okay." Ziqi stepped aside.

He was very disappointed that this time he didn't make any difference.

The poker master placed his slender hands on the wheel and pushed the wheel in a very weak but fast way.

The turntable spun violently, but it didn't last long because of the lack of power.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

All three sighed, only a little bit short.

The pale white ** domain gently crossed the needle tip of the pointer at the last moment, and the red ** domain once again dominated everything.

"Well, it's a little bit worse, so it should be ...... next time," Mr. Poker thoughtfully rested his cheek in one hand.

"Okay, it should be about the same this time."

Master Poker said as he pushed the wheel again.

Looking at the whirring roulette wheel, Ziqi suddenly contradicted, on the one hand, he hoped that this time the poker master could win in one fell swoop, and everyone did not have to continue to waste time here. But on the other hand, he didn't want Master Poker to be able to do it so quickly, because it would make his uselessness even more flattering.

The turntable stopped.

The two hands are red.

"Great!" Lingling shouted excitedly.

Master Poker shook his fist vigorously with a victor's smile.

Ziqi stood aside and smiled awkwardly.

The music is playing again.

It's like an opera right after it.

First there is the sound of falling leaves, then the sound of flowing water, like autumn leaves falling into the water and spinning leisurely.

A few migratory birds began to chirp, followed by the sound of wings fluttering and water droplets sliding.

Migratory birds flew away? From the lake?

Ziqi seemed to see water droplets sliding down the lake from the migratory birds, splashing in circles of ripples.

It was at this time that the clear piano sound sounded.

Ziqi couldn't hold back his tears anymore.

Because this piece is too familiar to him.

This is clearly the "water of the clear mirror".

It is a piano piece played by a virtuoso named Maxim in the Holy Kingdom of the West more than 200 years ago.

Although this is not the so-called classical music, it can only be regarded as the category of popular piano, and many pieces like this have gradually disappeared into the long river of history.

Although serious musicians don't think highly of these things, in the 23rd century, they are still willing to dedicate their lives to some of the brightest names in the history of music, such as Beethoven, Mozart, and Bach.

But Ziqi doesn't understand that, he's a music blind.

He didn't know anything about chord progression and music arrangement.

He just liked the song.

Because Lili likes it too. This piece carries too many memories between them.

Just as Ziqi was silently listening to the silent memories, the music stopped.

Then, the mountain-like blue glass that blocked in front of everyone opened, and a new road appeared in front of everyone.

The small house at the end of the line of sight also became clear.

"Let's go, we're going to hurry." After speaking, Master Poker rushed over first.

"Okay." After Ling Ling finished speaking, he glanced at Ziqi.

He, he seems to be crying?

"Big Brother Ziqi?" Lingling called softly.

"Well, let's go, we're going to hurry." After Ziqi finished speaking, he wiped the tears from his face.

But somehow, I seem to be in tears.