Xia Zihuang and I set off from outside the Fengdu City and rushed along a small road to Lidu, but the heavy snow affected our vision, so the speed slowed down a bit.

When it was almost there, we turned over and dismounted, and I confirmed with Xia Zihuang again, saying, "You have all the plans in mind." ”

"Well, I remember." Xia Zihuang nodded to me.

I took Jing Yuqin from behind, hugged it in my arms, and said goodbye to Xia Zihuang: "Then next, we will separate, Xia Zihuang, if you can, you must treat Xiao Mo well." ”

"Luo Qinlin, you take care of yourself first." Xia Zihuang said to me with a smile, but his smile gradually disappeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't die." ”

I waved my hand, didn't reply to him, and just left.

Speaking of which, I haven't even told Yu Ge about this temporary decision, and if he did, he probably wouldn't agree to this plan.

On second thought, this is the best way to go.

From a distance, I could see the gate of Lidu, it was not much different from our Lan City, maybe it was the heavy snow that blocked part of my vision, and I couldn't see it properly.

I finally found a high ground, so that I could set up the Jingyu piano, in fact, I thought about it, whether I can save Xiao Mo or not, this operation has its meaning.

As long as I am from Luanling, it makes sense to fight against Duoqi.

The gates of Lidu opened, and a small group came out, all on horseback, in battle armor, with a prisoner cart in tow, and I could see them walking in my direction.

The news given by Xia Zihuang is basically not wrong, and everything is going according to our plan.

This is a piece I learned in the Imperial City of Luanling, and at that time I wanted to find more tunes to practice, so I went to the music room of the music division, which included all the well-known music in Luanling.

Of course, there are some strange music, one of which is rumored to be the song of the soul burial, called "The Nether", its style is weird, the timbre is not smooth in many places, and the connection between the sound is strange, which always gives people a feeling of discomfort.

Legend has it that this song was written by demons, and humans can't listen to it.

I thought it was fun, so I played it on the jingyu piano, and I didn't use Neidan at that time, so after I finished playing, I felt that this piece was not to my taste, so I put it aside.

Later, when Yu Ge saw this score, he said, this song is a little weird, and it is somewhat similar to the charm of the power of the shadow light, so I should not play it, in case it affects my mind.

When I listened to Yu Ge's words, I stopped touching it.

Later, I mentioned this matter to Su Lingsha, she knew a lot, and it was this kind of inextricable connection with the ancients, so I wanted to say if I could know some clues.

It's a pity that Su Lingsha is a person with incomplete five tones, she said that she had practiced the piano before, and the strings were broken, and her hands were full of blood, so don't ask her about music.

However, she is well-informed, she said that a book she once saw mentioned the song of the soul burial, saying that it was a song used to suppress the netherworld after the death of the demons in ancient times.

Hence the name "Nether".

She only knows the origin, and she doesn't know if it's true or not.

Whether it's true or not, I'm going to try it now, it's the song I have the best chance of winning in my head.

It was originally playing on the side of life and death, I took a deep breath, only to feel that my whole body was a little colder, I urged Neidan, and this time, I felt that strange power again, and it poured out together.

It's just that it doesn't fight against my own power anymore, but flows slowly along my meridians.

Maybe that's a good thing for me.

The power was surging at my fingertips, and they were about to notice me at this time, and they should all be grateful for the heavy snowfall, which allowed them to not detect me so early and give me time to prepare.

I put my hand on the strings and with a flick of it, the first note jumped out of my fingertips, but, strangely, this time I also urged the power of Shadowlight, but none of them seemed to be harmed.

Not only did he not, but he continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard it.

I played it methodically, and although I have only played this piece twice, I still have a very strong memory of the score, and I can be sure that I did not play it wrong.

Why?

It didn't seem to be the same as what I usually played, and they didn't seem to see me as a person, and they didn't hear the sound of the piano, so they walked straight in front of me.

I looked up and saw Xiao Mo and her family, all shrunk in a cage, she obviously made eye contact with me, but why didn't she see me?

I was only three or four feet away from them, and they must have heard it, and I didn't dare to stop, but it did deviate from my expectations.

The song of Soul Burial is very short, only three minutes, and I thought about finishing it first.

When I plucked the last note, the song lingered in my heart, and I couldn't go away for a long time, I felt something unusual, there was no snow on the silent piano, I looked up and saw that the snow in the sky had stopped.

I thought I was mistaken.

Suddenly, my eyes suddenly darkened, and I heard a tearing roar from a far away, it was Xia Zihuang's voice, he was shouting: "Stop!" ”

When winter came, the cold wind blew on my cheeks, and the snow fell slowly from the sky again, unhurriedly paving the earth with a layer of silver.

It was only then that I came to my senses, and the snow in front of me was already blood-red.

All the Duoqi soldiers fell to the ground, each of them with a black sword stuck in their bodies, their faces were hideous, their deaths were miserable, and the blood gradually stained their armor red.

And beside them, there was still a black shadow, like a black mist in the shape of a human, I couldn't see clearly, they stood in front of me, like ghosts, taking the lives of these soldiers.

There was a scream in my ears, they shouted in front of me just now, I didn't hear it, I quickly stood up with the Jingyuqin in my arms.

At this moment, all those black mist-like figures disappeared, the black sword slowly dispersed, the snow was still falling, and I could finally see the whole picture of this battlefield.

Xia Zihuang knelt on the snow with Xiao Mo in his arms, and the last black long sword was inserted into his body without dissipating, and it pierced Xiao Mo in his arms together.

I walked over tremblingly, Xiao Mo smiled and waved at me, her face was bloodless, her body was covered with scars, she was wearing a thin prison uniform, and said weakly: "Qin Lin, long time no see." ”

I tore off the veil from my face, and the black veil was swept up by the wind, fluttering in the sky several times before finally drifting into the distance.

Xiao Mo said: "I knew that you weren't dead, you played the piano...... It's still as good as the original. ”

"Xiao Mo ......"

My heart was pinched so hard that I couldn't breathe in pain, tears quickly accumulated in my eyes, my vision gradually blurred, and I couldn't see Xiao Mo's face clearly.

But I could only hear her say: "I'm sorry Qin Lin, I'm gone, I can't take you to play." ”

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