A small moonstone was inlaid on the left wall, and the white light illuminated the room, signaling Mo to withdraw his moonstone, Di Shuye slowly looked around.

There was nothing else in the room, except for some scattered ruins on the ground, there was only a small futon, and there was a small low table next to the futon, and a thick layer of dust on the low table, and it was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.

"It's... The remains of the guqin!" Mo squatted **, looking at the ruins on the ground, a few pieces of broken wood, the strings were intact, and it was indeed the remains of a guqin.

"Could it be that my father-in-law is really a musician?" the walls were covered with scratches that had obviously been destroyed by the sound blade, Di Shuye stood up and walked over the low table, reaching out his left hand and slashing over the low table, touching the thick dust, and all kinds of doubts came to his heart.

Squatting, sitting cross-legged on the futon, Di Shuye pressed the low table with both hands, like playing the piano. The height of the short table was just right, and suddenly a picture appeared in Di Shuye's mind.

A teacher wearing a square scarf sat cross-legged on a futon, and a guqin was placed on the low table......

"But why did you leave me?" The silent Di Shuye suddenly shouted angrily, and the ink who was looking around was startled, and when he looked back, he saw Di Shuye's eyes full of tears, and his hands pressed on the low table were hideous.

"Maybe I can understand his feelings, he was abandoned by his parents since he was a child, and he lived with his stepfather for eight years, but he was abandoned again... This is the biggest pain in his heart..."Mo sighed in her heart, she had tasted the taste of abandonment, especially for a child, that kind of hidden wound was a scar on her heart.

"Bang!" The dust was flying, the dwarf was shattered and collapsed, Mo's eyes suddenly lit up, and before he could speak, Di Shuye had already reached out and grabbed it, and a thin piece of 'paper' fell on his palm.

Silky to the hand, like satin, but it does look like ordinary paper, gently shake off the dust, and the three big characters in the header come into view:

"Funeral Requiem"!

Di Shuye glanced at it, the whole piece was divided into two parts, the score was not very cumbersome, and in his hand, Di Shuye couldn't help but hum softly:

I gave up wandering and put down roots, just for your people.

Mistakenly believing that this will be the case with us, the prophecy is inaccurate.

Your smile is as mellow as wine, but you don't recognize anyone when you wake up.

At the moment, my self-esteem was burned......

The tune of the lower rhyme did not change, and Di Shuye paused for a moment before humming softly again......

Just because I heard that you were in the lonely city of Mobei, I cried all the way.

In the chaos of arrows, life is like a lamp in the wind, and a scar is replaced.

But I saw that you were closed and refused to even nod.

refused to bury his youth with me, and passed through the door with my surname.

The whole piece suddenly explodes, the tune is high, and the heart-rending despair and heart-wrenching explosiveness come to the face:

People who love too much, break their souls, and don't even want their lives.

You turn around, you want me, don't wait!

The sound of the wind, the cold rain, I can't save fate

Hands for this life!

Just because I heard that you were in the lonely city of Mobei, I cried all the way.

In the chaos of arrows, life is like a lamp in the wind, and a scar is replaced.

Your expression is getting stranger and stranger, and you won't even nod your head.

refused to bury his youth with me, and passed through the door with my surname.

People who love too much, break their souls, and don't even want their lives.

You are ruthless enough, look at me, drink hate!

Crossing the red dust, returning to his senses, what else is there to sacrifice!

The heart has been pricked with a needle!

People who love too much, break their souls, and don't even want their lives!

You turn around, you want me, don't wait!

The sound of the wind, the cold rain, I can't save fate!

Hands for this life!

My tears are waiting for you to admit!

At the end of the song, the person broke his bowels, the room was dead silent, under the black cloak, in the bright big eyes, there were faint tears, Di Shuye only felt that his heart was blocked in panic, the taste of despair and grief in this song was extremely strong, coupled with the sadness and desolation of the timbre, at this moment, the two seemed to see an infatuated man, struggling to find his beloved, but in the end, it was ...... You turn around, you want me, don't wait!

After a long time, Di Shuye suddenly woke up, "Is it ...... This song was composed by my father-in-law?"

"Alas, love hurts people the most......" A low sigh came from the space of the void pot, Di Shuye and Mo may not be deeply involved in the world, and the love contained in this song cannot be fully understood, but Tianpai Shui as a person who has come over, how can he not feel it?

Looking at the nicks made by the sound blades in the secret room again, Di Shuye suddenly felt that every nick was the outpouring of the composer's heart and tears.

"If it was really composed by his father-in-law, then every time he played this piece...... Di Shuye felt a pain in his heart, and he vaguely saw that his father-in-law was sitting in front of the low table and playing this piece heartbreakingly......

"What a "Funeral Requiem", it really has a strong shock to the human soul, I am sure that if this piece is played with the power of cultivation, it will be extremely lethal, even no less than the songs in your demon erhu, so keep it away!"

"My father-in-law has been very tired all these years, he left me, maybe there was some reason for it, he didn't abandon me, even so, I just have to go to the ends of the earth to find my father-in-law......"

The sudden change in Di Shuye's whole person's momentum made Mo Xin on the side feel terrified.

The destruction of the old mansion became the last straw for Di Shuye's growth, and it was also the last knot in his heart. In the virtual pot space, the heartfelt smile on Tianpai Shui's face is like a lake, rippling out.

"Xiao Ye, he has finally grown up!"

"Mo, let's go!" Looking around the secret room, Di Shuye stood up, suddenly heard a slight crisp sound under his feet, lowered his head, and saw that the futon that he had squatted on just now burst open, revealing a fluffy object.

The probe took out the object from the futon, Di Shuye frowned, it was a piece of animal skin, there was a hazy painting on the animal skin, the picture was blurry, I couldn't see it clearly, I got closer, but the picture became more and more blurry. "Curious painting, let's leave first!" After a moment of silence, he put the map in his arms, and was about to turn around, Di Shuye suddenly quickly took out the map from his arms, and his face changed greatly.

"It's... I've seen this painting, but where have I seen it?" Searching his memory carefully, Di Shuye was sure that although this hazy painting was not very real, he had definitely seen it.

After thinking for a long time, Di Shuye shook his head, he really couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he put it in his arms again, pressed down on the machine bracket on the wall, and the sound of the machine bracket above his head rolled, and the iron plate was turned over, and a ray of light shot in through the hole.

"Huh, it's dawn?" Mo suddenly exclaimed, Di Shuye looked up, and sure enough, the sky was already bright, and there were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, and it was already morning.

Mo Dang jumped out of the cave first, and Di Shuye would take another look, and was about to jump out, but he heard an exclamation from above.

"What's wrong?" Di Shuye hurriedly jumped out, only to see Mo staring around with wide eyes, and looking up, Di Shuye's expression changed suddenly.

The hut that had been in good shape last night had long since collapsed, and the green smoke was still wafting above the ruins, and the whole courtyard was also destroyed into a pair of ruins, and the books that had been piled up in wooden boxes were either burned into fragments, and the cold wind blew and fluttered, or turned into ashes and fell to the ground by the morning frost.

"Qizong!" Di Shuye's face was cold, the two of them were in the secret room last night, presumably after the people of the Qizong killed again, they didn't find the two, so they destroyed the house, but the secret room was really good, and Di Shuye and the two of them didn't hear any movement above it last night.

"This hatred, I'll write it down first!" Gritting his teeth, Di Shu said in a cold voice, stood in a daze for a long time, looked at Mo, and said: "Let's go, let's go and prepare for it, and then go all the way to the north, let's do your business first!"

Mo nodded, and the two walked out of the ruins and walked out of the village.

Less than half a mile away, the two suddenly stopped in unison, glanced at each other, and rushed to a farmhouse in front of them.

The courtyard door was wide open, and a corpse**, lying on the threshold, had already frozen stiff, as if it had been dragged out of the bed in the middle of the night and killed.

"Uncle Zhang......" Di Shuye snorted, there are not many people in this small village, and the whole village adds up to only twenty households, Di Shuye's family was poor when he was young, and the nearby villagers would occasionally help their father and son, therefore, Di Shuye has a deep affection for these simple villagers, and in the past few years, he has been in Qinzong and has less movement, but people still recognize it.

"Aunt Zhang, dog baby......" There was a bad premonition in his heart, Di Shu ran into the house at night, only to see a dazzling red on the earthen kang, the body of a ** teenager lying on a middle-aged woman, with a fist-sized hole on her back, although he was dead, but the posture could still be seen that he was trying to protect the people under him.

"Dog baby......" Di Shuye's heart trembled, and his probe gently pulled away the body of the dog baby.

"Aunt Zhang..." her voice trembled, the woman was already out of breath, lying on her stomach in a pool of blood, her eyes were still open, and her eyes were full of fear and despair before she died.

"One blow pierced the two of them in an instant. Mo's cold voice sounded, and the mother and son were pierced by a blow, and they both died.

"Chess Sect, it must have been done by someone from the Chess Sect!" Di Shuye's eyes cracked and he gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically again, and he rushed out of the house and ran out. Mo followed behind, only to see Di Shuye run to another house not far away, break directly into the door, and then a painful roar came from the house.

One family, one family, less than twenty households, Di Shu ran like crazy at night......

"Dead, all dead......" Walking out of the last house, Di Shuye was still trembling, eighteen families, more than fifty people, all died tragically.

"It's the people of the Chess Sect, I think they can't find you, and they are angry with these innocent villagers......" Tian Pai Shui sighed, his illusory face like the frost of winter.

"Ah......h

At the same time, the two of them not far away heard a long howl, and they all looked back at this side: "It's them!" (To be continued.) )