After listening to the whole story of Wang Fang's incident, I no longer have any sympathy for those who died. Perhaps the children of sinners are innocent, but this kind of thing can only be said from the law, and it is morally causal.

After talking about the things before his death, he was about to start talking about what happened after Wang Fang's death. And that's what I'm most concerned about, because the formation of the guitar is inseparable.

Unfortunately, the Requiem came to an end, and my will to survive was completely destroyed by the Requiem, and I could no longer concentrate on what she had to say.

He didn't want to go any further, it was actually very cunning, and although it said that it wanted me to be a ghost, it saved my most important things for the end.

"I can see that your soul is trying to escape from your body, as if by doing so, you will be liberated. It's a pity that it doesn't know, and even if it escapes, it can't escape the torture of the Requiem. Requiem is not only a human being who listens to it, but even a ghost who listens to it will die. It's a pity that your resentment is not enough, otherwise your soul will still be transformed into a wreak like me when you die. ”

When a person dies, his resentment does not dissipate into a ghost, and after a ghost dies, his resentment does not dissipate into a ghost. If my soul is out of my body, it will become a ghost, and if I have enough resentment, it will turn into a ghost.

The ghosts themselves are already spirits, and after they become ghosts, they will be even more ethereal. Therefore, the newly formed Wei has a long period of development, silently absorbing yin qi and finally taking shape.

Well, before I was about to lose consciousness, I finally got the reason for Wang Fang's transformation from this passage.

It must have been that she was killed by Lu Guanglin and turned into a ghost after her resentment, but for some reason she was killed by the death melody of the Requiem, and then she became a ghost.

Just as I was about to fall unconscious, I suddenly heard a violent shock behind me, and then the requiem came to an abrupt end, which was abruptly interrupted.

After the requiem was interrupted, I woke up from a painful nightmare, sweating profusely and lingering.

He stroked the piano with both hands, the strange smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes stared at me deadly, revealing a look of jealousy.

I turned my head with great difficulty, and the door to the Witchcraft Hall was broken. A woman who is extremely slender and has a figure comparable to a tender model is standing at the door menacingly.

The willow eyebrows are upside down, and the apricot eyes are full of anger.

"It's not easy to read you into a bad mistake, and it hasn't been a big mistake yet, I won't embarrass you today, put down the guitar now, and get out of me immediately!" The woman roared.

"Who are you?" Her face changed.

"Ren Junshuang."

The name Ren Junshuang feels so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Just when I was still thinking hard, my uncle's embarrassed figure crawled in from the road outside, and shouted weakly: "Wife, help me." ”

Ah, this woman is the little aunt, and the little aunt is back!

In fact, I have only heard of this little aunt and have never seen it, and the thing about her being a young lady in a rich and noble family was when my uncle got married, and my mother quarreled with him and said it.

My brother-in-law also cut off contact with us because of this two years of marriage, and only regained relations in recent years. However, my aunt has never visited my house, and my mother naturally does not come to the witch hall.

Although he was shocked by the momentum of his aunt, he did not plan to let go of the guitar in his hand. Even as it prepared to fight back, a dark wind began to blow in the witch hall, and the temperature plummeted.

The yin wind seems to blow from the bottom of the heart, blowing people all over the body and the souls of the dead. The lights flickered and could be extinguished at any time.

"I'll count to three." The little aunt said.

"Fight if you want, don't be afraid of you." She said fearlessly.

"One!"

Hearing that the little aunt actually started to count, an angry look appeared on her face, as if she had been greatly insulted, and her fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

But my aunt didn't really count to three, and when I counted to two, I only felt a flower in front of me, and a shadow approached Wei's side like lightning, and the next moment a loud slap sounded.

"Didn't you say count to three?" Covering his face, he asked.

"Retarded." The little aunt said coldly.

After being slapped in the face, the light stopped, and immediately dispersed his yin body and turned into a black gas and escaped from the witch hall.

Seeing that it dispersed its yin body, I deeply realized that Wei is Wei and Wang Fang is Wang Fang, and the two can no longer be confused.

Although the current Wei can manifest Wang Fang's yin body and retain her memory, it is no longer the widow who allowed her to be insulted, but a new alien creature.

After taking revenge with the last batch of white pigeon acoustic guitars that Wang Fang handled before his death, the cause and effect have been cut off between it and Wang Fang.

"Wife, why did you come back early?" The uncle looked at the aunt with loving eyes and asked.

"If I come back a little later, will your nephew still be alive? Your nephew's life and death are still trivial matters, if you get the Xiyi Qin for Wei, a requiem song will be a song of requiem, and the entire people of Xuzhou City will suffer! ”

"Xiyiqin? Is my aunt talking about the guitar in my arms? I asked curiously, this was the first time I had known the name of the guitar, and I wanted to name it myself.

"Hmm. The guitar in your arms is called Xiyiqin, one of the three treasures of Wumen, since the destruction of Wumen in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xiyiqin has been extinct in the world for 1,500 years. ”

The more I listened, the more I felt that something was wrong, not to mention how the guitar was related to Wumen, but to say that there were no guitars in China 1,500 years ago.

"The guitar is just the appearance, and what I mean by Xiyiqin is the soul of the instrument. I thought that Xiyiqin had been extinct along with the Wumen, but I didn't expect that the soul of the qin would still be in the world 1,500 years later. What's even more unexpected is that it is willing to recognize you as the Lord, and there is a providence in the dark, and I am in danger! ”

My uncle said before that the guitar psychic belongs to the instrument spirit, and now my aunt said that there is a soul in the guitar, which made me even more confused, but then my aunt only used one action to completely let me understand what the soul is.

She took the guitar from my hand, swiped her fingers across the strings, and the next moment a glow flew out of the guitar. In the blurred halo, a six-stringed instrument shaped like a half-split gourd and completely black was suspended.

It is less than a foot long, about half a foot wide at its widest point, and the strings are as thin as nothing.

"This is Xiyiqin?" I asked, surprised.

"To be precise, the soul of Xiyiqin, the body must have long since ceased to exist in the world."

After the little aunt finished speaking, she made a soothing gesture with her hand, the fluorescence disappeared, and Xiyiqin disappeared into the guitar again.

Next, my aunt and I explained the origin of Xiyiqin.

The so-called people die as ghosts, ghosts die as ghosts, and when they die, they will become Xiyi. Unlike the previous three, Xiyi is not a living creature, or an incomprehensible life form.

Xiyi can't see or hear, he is already in line with the avenue, wandering between heaven and earth.

To make the Xiyi Qin, you need to use 10,000-year-old ebony and extraterrestrial meteoric iron, which are extremely rare. But the hardest to find is Xiyi.

Dead 100 people don't see a ghost, dead 1,000 ghosts don't see a ghost, and 10,000 dead ghosts get a hope.

Not only is it rare, but it is also difficult to capture, and it is even more difficult to make it merge with the body to form the soul.

Xiyi itself is formless and colorless, and the reason why it can be visible from the fluorescence just now is because Xiyi and the body of the piano have fused and become the soul of the piano.

Listening to my aunt's description of Xiyiqin so powerfully, I couldn't be more excited in my heart. This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, or a blessing in the sky.

"Auntie, what's so powerful about Xiyiqin?"

"Silly nephew, I can guess it, can't you guess it yet? People are afraid of ghosts, ghosts are afraid of ghosts, and they must be the most afraid of Xiyi. Xiyiqin is in hand, and the world's yin spirits and ghosts are gone, so hide it. The uncle interjected.

"It's also funny, if you really want to snatch it up just now, just kill me directly, you have to spend time playing the Requiem, otherwise Xiyiqin will definitely be it." I said with great rejoicing.

"Xi Yiqin recognizes you as the master, it would be strange if it dared to kill you in front of Xi Yiqin, and it could only use Requiem to force you to kill yourself." The little aunt rolled her beautiful eyes and said.

After tossing all night, I was already sleepy, but when I talked about Xiyiqin, I didn't feel a trace of sleepiness when I was excited.

My uncle and his wife don't want to meet again, so naturally they don't want to talk with me until dawn, so they go back to the room to make love.

Lying in bed, thinking about how good my luck was, exploded.

Before Wei didn't have the ability to play Xi Yiqin, he let Xi Yi Qin recognize the master, and when Wei had the ability, when he came back to find it, he met his aunt and uncle who returned early.

Speaking of which, in fact, I have to thank the old Niubi Liu Guan Master, if he didn't force me to bring the guitar to my uncle, how could I have such an opportunity for Qin Huan.

However, Lao Niubi must not know about Xiyiqin, otherwise he is afraid that he will even regret his intestines.

Thinking of the old cow's nose, I thought of what my uncle said before, my aunt and I just made a move with Shi, this matter is definitely not over. If he comes to trouble again after his strength increases, his aunt's magical power will definitely not be hidden.

The next day, my aunt asked me to formally apprentice to the witch gate.