Chapter 51: No Talent is No Talent
Two nights later, I arrived at the Grand Hotel in the city center.
As soon as the door opened, Fusheng threw a pillow and scolded him: "You little conscienceless, you have left me, an old man, in the cold hotel in the past two days!" You don't want to think about who I've been working on for the past two days! β
I walked in with a pillow and smiled, "I don't believe you." β
"Then you can't believe it too much!"
I smiled sullenly and saw Fan Xueqi standing by the window, with his back to us, blowing out a few scattered notes from time to time, none of which were completely put together, and it felt more like he was hiding something.
Are you embarrassed to come face to face with me?
It's been a few days, and my anger has subsided, and I don't plan to worry about the little girl so much. So I walked over and wanted to say a few words to her, but as soon as she turned around, I was immediately frightened by her and took a few steps back!
"I'll go, your eyes ......!"
She had already turned back, and I had to shut up.
Fan Xueqi was really scared of me, I didn't see her for two days, her eyes were swollen from crying, almost like walnuts, and she couldn't even see the seams - the thief was exaggerating!
Fan Xueqi became like this, I didn't dare to disturb her, cautiously retreated to Fusheng's side, and asked in a low voice: "Mother-in-law, are you too strict with children?" β
Fusheng shook his head: "No, I haven't forced her to learn anything at all in the past two days!" β
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"Don't make such a fuss." Fusheng patted me lightly, his eyes were very ill-intentioned, "I just made up a little song that a novice can play, and then taught her the introductory rules of the requiem, and then I watched the movie." β
I already have a sense of foreboding: "You watched the movie for two days? β
"Uh-huh~!" Fusheng nodded sincerely.
I didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but the whole person was embarrassed anyway: "Fusheng, are you playing with me?!" β
Fusheng nodded again: "In addition to teaching her the basic skills for an hour, I also said a word to her." β
"What?"
Can a qualified requiem be taught in one sentence? Is it so powerful?
Fusheng smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just said that if she doesn't succeed, you will definitely die." β
My smile faded......
Grandma, you're here to trick me, aren't you?
"She also believes ...... of this kind of thing"
"Isn't that the truth?"
...... "I'm sure now, I'm here to invite Fusheng over, and I'm definitely here to pit myself!" I looked at Fusheng speechlessly for a long time before I said helplessly, "What are you doing with her!" β
Fusheng patted me on the shoulder with a smile and said, "This child is really good, after I said this to her, she cried for two days and two nights, and she has been practicing, and she has never slept all the time." β
I laughed: "Then is your 'agitation method' effective?" How is she practicing? β
Ukisheng shook his head.
I know that some things can not be stimulated by the "radical method", if this is the case, then everyone in this world can counterattack and become a god! No talent is no talent, no matter how you force it, it is impossible for a person with zero foundation to learn the introductory skills of a requiem master within two days.
I sat on the bed, sighed, and said to Fusheng, "Fusheng, I'm really miserable by you!" β
But I can also see it, I have thought about it in the past two days, there is nothing in this world that worries me, so there is nothing terrible and regretful for me to die.
Fusheng still smiled conceitedly: "No, she will definitely succeed, and the person I have my eye on will definitely succeed!" β
It's the last night, and I only have a few hours left in my three-day limit, and when I came in, listening to the few scattered notes played by Fan Xueqi, I knew that she was not successful, I really don't know where the courage came from to say that she could still succeed?
Anyway, playing with my life, they don't care, right?
Alas!
Making bad friends by mistake.
I said to Fan Xueqi, who was facing away from me, "Fan Xueqi, play a song for me?" β
She nodded, this time it wasn't a few scattered notes, but I couldn't help but shake my head after listening to a short bit.
No way.
It's just a dorami blow, barely coherent, but it's not a complete performance at all, let alone the entry level of a requiem!
Are you teasing me with such a "work"?
I glanced at Fusheng questioningly, and she was helpless: "Actually, this kid is almost good, but as soon as you come, she is upset." β
I simply lay down and had nothing to love: "If it doesn't work, it won't work, what do you blame me for?" Forget it, there are only a few hours left, and I'll die at dawn, so you don't have to waste your efforts, just let me lie here for a while, and think about what I've done in my life! β
Fusheng patted me and said angrily: "Stinky boy, it's a big deal that I'm here to attract souls, I don't want to fight for my life, and I will also help you find 108 ghosts back, okay?" Anyway, my wife is already a lot of age, and an old life is exchanged for a small life for you, no loss! β
I folded my hands together on my abdomen, and this upright position made me feel more like I was waiting for death.
After listening to Fusheng's words, I couldn't help laughing: "I'm afraid you are powerless!" Last time, you only blew two paragraphs and vomited blood, afraid that if you forcibly perform your luck, before you can bring back your soul, you will die first! Isn't it whimsical that you expect a little girl who doesn't know anything to practice it in two days? β
After speaking, I said to Fan Xueqi: "Fan Xueqi, stop practicing." Go back, I don't blame you, and you don't have to take my death to heart. I have a little friendship with the underworld, and when I die, I will enter the underworld, maybe the Hades will send me a yin post or something, so it's not as sad as you think. Ai Tingting's matter, I can't do anything, but three months is enough time for Fusheng to heal his injury, and when the three months are up, you can ask Fusheng to collect the soul, that ghost has a contract with me, and he will not continue to rely on Ai Tingting, you can rest assured. β
Fan Xueqi stopped.
But she didn't go.
"No, I'll be able to get those 108 ghosts back! I've caused my own trouble, I'm sure I'll clean it up, and I won't let you die. It's a big deal that when the black-clothed ghost comes back, I will confess to him, saying that the 108 ghosts I let go have nothing to do with you, and if he wants to kill me, kill me! After a long time, Fan Xueqi said stubbornly.
I smiled, "Silly girl, have you forgotten what I said to you that day?" If you confess your crime to him, you are not the only one who will die, and it will bring disaster to three generations of close relatives, do you want to bring your entire family to the funeral? β
Fan Xueqi: "......"
"Let's go back." I said calmly, "I promise you that if you die in bad faith, you will come back to see you in the first seven days, so that you can rest assured." Is that okay? β
"No, I'm not going to let you die!" Fan Xueqi stood up.
I narrowed my eyes, but I still disdained her enthusiasm, no talent is no talent, no strength is no strength, no matter how you shout the slogan, it is impossible to change any reality!
Fan Xueqi said: "I'll try again, if I can't make the wind chimes move, I'll jump from here and apologize for my sin!" β
I quickly sat up: "No need to ......"
Before I could finish my sentence, she played the flute, and this time in a good tune, at least not as messy as the last time.
The wind chimes hanging from the window did not move.
She's just an ordinary person after all.
I was worried that she would really jump from here after failure, so I persuaded me politely: "Fan Xueqi, you really don't need to apologize for your sins with death or anything, you still have your parents, if you commit suicide, you will be unfilial, you know?" Moreover, those who commit suicide are sent to the city of death in vain when they go to the underworld, and they are not allowed to be reincarnated. Also, I just told you, I still have a little friendship with Hades, she still likes me, I die, she won't do anything to me, maybe she will let me serve as a civil servant in the underworld, and I won't suffer anywhere if I am a ghost, so you don't have to accompany me......"
Jingle bells!
The wind chimes suddenly moved!
My words came to an abrupt halt and I looked at the wind chimes hanging from the window in disbelief!
Was the sound just now blown by the wind, or was it blown by Fan Xueqi?