A trace of gloom flashed in the old man's eyes, and his voice was so low that it seemed to come from the ground, and he coughed twice, "Because Guqinju has turned into a cannibal city of the dead, no matter who it is, after entering, it will not come out alive." It was as if it had evaporated from the world. ”

Liu Tiansong had never heard of it, and he couldn't help but change his face, "Senior, don't scare the juniors." ”

"Of course, old decay is not alarmist, you inquire and inquire in Wuzhen, and women and children know it. Some people say that it is the unjust soul of 121 people in Guqin who wants to ask for their lives. ”

"Haha...... Senior, you joked, how can there be ghosts in this world. I don't believe it, no matter what, I must go into the Guqin House to investigate. My father can't die in vain!" Liu Tiansong heard the old man talking, and he actually pulled out the "unjust soul" and the like, he didn't believe that there were ghosts and gods in the world.

The old man shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "That old man has nothing to say, I hope that Young Master Liu will do it himself." Ahem......"

After speaking, the old man moved his staggering steps, walked away, greeted the man, and went down to arrange wine and food to entertain the guests.

Liu Tiansong accompanied more than ten people to sit at the table, chewing on the old man's words, while thinking about how to find the young man in the green shirt with the remnant sword pot.

After all, it is not easy to travel all the way from the northeast to the south of the Yangtze River. It's also hungry, drinking the unique daughter red of Jiangnan Water Town, chewing not so pure beef jerky.

"Young master, but I don't know if what the old man said is true, if Guqinju really becomes a city of the dead, we ......" While eating wine and food, one of the disciples asked Liu Tiansong in a low voice.

Liu Tiansong picked up the wine bowl, poured a sip of clear wine, and said decisively while chewing the beef jerky: "Don't forget, we went south this time in order to find the young man in the green shirt with the sword pot and wine, and then take revenge." Even if Guqinju is a fierce beast and tiger, this young master has to break into him. ”

"What the old man said is true......

"Don't talk nonsense, it's getting late today, let's stay in Guyuexuan for a night, tomorrow at dawn, we will go into Guqinju. This young master wants to see who is pretending to be a ghost. "What Liu Tiansong decides will never change easily.

The disciple had no choice but to be silent, nodded and said, "Yes, young master!"

The night in Wuzhen is exceptionally quiet.

The streets were cold, and there was no such noise of flowers, and the night wind blew the dust on the ground, scattering dead branches and leaves, and dust and debris in all directions.

Gu Yuexuan's night was also quiet, except for some merchants who stayed in custody, there were not too many people.

The old man, who claimed to be the shopkeeper, stood by the counter, twisting the abacus with a "click...... and was calculating the ledger. And his granddaughter Gu Yue appeared from daytime and taught Mobei Sanxiong a lesson, but she didn't appear.

Liu Tiansong and his entourage ate and drank a little, and went to bed early.

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......"

In the middle of the night, the sound of the piano lingered in the sky over Wuzhen, and gradually, like crying, it was not sad.

In the originally quiet night, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded, and for a while, the people of Wuzhen were alarmed, and some people slowly turned over and got up, put on their clothes, and walked to the window lattice and poked their heads out to take a look. But others hurriedly got out of bed and closed the open windows tightly.

Some mothers hold their babies tightly in their arms, for fear that the sound of the piano will disturb their children's sleep.

Gu Yuexuan was still on the oil lamp, and from time to time there was a coughing sound from the old man in charge of the shopkeeper, and when the sound of the piano sounded, he sighed bitterly and shook his head, "The distressed piano sound sounded again." ”

"Senior, does this sound of the piano sound sound every night?" It was Liu Tiansong, he was so disturbed by the sound of the piano that he couldn't sleep at all, so he had to get up in his clothes, came to the lobby of Gu Yuexuan, held the leaf knife tightly in his hand, and asked the old man in surprise.

The old man nodded silently, "Yes, since the Guqin House was washed in blood, the sound of this qin has been ringing for half a month. Every time in the middle of the night, it resounds through Wuzhen, and I really don't know if it is the unjust souls of Guqinju. ”

When Liu Tiansong heard this, he was a little jealous, he was convinced that there would be no ghosts and gods in this world. Someone must be playing tricks, he smiled indifferently, "Has no one been to see it?"

The old man slowly raised his head from his thoughts of sorting out the account books, and asked incomprehensibly, "Young Master Liu, do you want to go out and have a look?"

"Why not!" Liu Tiansong really wanted to go out and find out, but he was really a little confused about what the old man said.

First the Guqin House became a city of the dead, and then the sound of the qin in the middle of the night, there must be something strange in it. What was so strange that he couldn't say.

The old man smiled bitterly, "Ahem...... Young man, don't be reckless, if it's really Guqinju's unjust soul asking for his life, he won't be able to lose his life!"

"Joke, my dignified seven-foot man, how can I be frightened by the illusory soul, master, I want to see what the soul looks like. Liu Tiansong no longer paid attention to the old man, he lifted the leaf knife upside down and strode out of Gu Yuexuan.

The old man was startled and shouted: "Young Master Liu, Young Master Liu, don't be impulsive!"

But Liu Tiansong took firm steps, decisively pushed open Gu Yuexuan's door, and strode out. A cool night breeze blew in his face, making Liu Tiansong almost hit a cold spirit.

Walking out of Gu Yuexuan, the bluestone street was so deserted that there was no one.

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......"

The sound of the piano still rings non-stop, but it comes from some direction, it seems to come from the east, and when you listen carefully, it seems to come from the west, and the more you listen to it, the more you feel that it is coming from all directions.

Liu Tiansong walked quickly to the center of the street in Wuzhen, swept around with tiger eyes, held the handle of the knife tightly in his hand, and shouted: "Where are the rats, hide your head and show your tail, why don't you show up and fight with your grandfather for three hundred rounds!"

The sound echoed through the air, almost overshadowing the notes.

However, the sound of the piano did not stop, and it was still "Ding Dong...... Ding Dong ......" rang non-stop, and there was no reaction to Liu Jinfeng's shout at all.

Liu Tiansong gasped, toe to the ground, jumped up, floated up to the eaves, stepped on the eaves, and turned over and stood on the relatively high roof of Wuzhen. The bright eyes looked around again, and there was nothing unusual except for the black pressure on a house.

"Bang!" the breeze blew, but it made him feel a little cold, and as for whether he saw anyone playing the piano, it was nothing.

"Ding-dong...... Dingdong ......"

The sound of the piano still came from all directions, and it still looked extremely sad.

"Is it really the unjust soul of Guqinju?" Liu Tiansong flashed a thought in his mind, he was almost startled by himself, hurriedly gathered his mind, and shouted again: "Where is sacred, pretending to be a ghost here?"