On closer inspection, seven faint rays of light emanate from the right pillar, pass through the left pillar, and finally converge into a single dot that passes through the emerald inlaid eye of the head man on the fresco. Is this also a mechanism? He trembled and held out his hands. Without hesitation, with the position of the seven strings and thirteen emblems in his mind, he picked out the first string of the Changhe chant to the imaginary strings. Strangely, out of nowhere, there was a chirp, echoing throughout the stone chamber.

Just as Ye Xiaosheng was exhausted and fell to the ground in order to avoid the rain of arrows, the rain of arrows finally stopped.

Chu Tao saved the three of them.

But a heavy drop of sweat was already dripping from his forehead.

On the altar opposite, the three people who had caused trouble due to the grappling finally straightened up and looked at him with expectant eyes.

He understood, and gave the other side a sour smile back. To get out of trouble, there is only one try. However, the fingers trembled even more. Calming down, the music stiffened, and sure enough, one of the notes was out of position. The sound of the piano did not sound, but the ground shook and the mountains shook, and a large piece of the bottom of the altar collapsed, and when Qin Shi and Xie Junhe were bearing the huge shaking of the ground, another cold arrow broke through the wind in the sky, and it was grazing Xie Junhe's throat.

Xie Junhe scolded: "Don't be absent-minded damn about it! Our lives are all in your hands!"

"Shut up!" Chu Tao roared back. Everyone was silent: everyone knew that this was a terrible method of killing: although they were still alive, they had predicted the time of death: they could be drowned, or they could be hit by arrows, and the struggle was futile. If Chu Tao didn't make a move, the three of them would die, and even he himself would not be spared. If you do it, how is it different from killing someone with your own hands? In order to avoid this place from being broken into, the designer can be said to have spared no effort.

Chu Tao calmed his demeanor and said bitterly: "This piano has no strings, and this song has no score." If there is a mispronunciation, then my life should be extinguished. His hands trembled more and more. The more you care, the more you can't start. He didn't want the wrong sound to become a requiem for Xie Junhe and Qin Shi. In the midst of hesitation, the water rose higher and higher, bubbling and bubbling. There is no longer any waiting.

Xie Junhe suddenly snorted coldly, and sneered: "Isn't it just playing the piano?

Chu Tao heard this: "Xie Jun and you wait for me!" Immediately, Yibu blindfolded his eyes and sat back in front of the piano.

"You can't save us with your eyes open, and you still have to play with your eyes closed?" Xie Junhe had a sense of powerlessness that his life was at stake. Qin Shi smiled, although his left shoulder was bleeding and painful: "The eyes are easily blinded, and the heart of a person who is open to the bottom of his heart is far greater than his eyes. The heart of the player is calm, and the sound of the piano can be high. Blindfolded and isolated from interference, the sound of the piano of the head of Chu can be brought into full play. Ye Xiaosheng shouted in the direction of Chu Tao: "Although Master Chu gives it a go, we will move randomly!"

The shout pierced the sound of the turbulent water and reached Chu Tao's ears. The corners of Chu Tao's mouth had already drawn a calm smile. With a light flick between his fingers, a string of melodious notes actually flowed like flowing water, calmly, and nothing happened.

The hearts of the people gradually calmed down with the long river.

The light and shadow jumped, the sound of the water rippled, and the music became heavier and heavier, like struggling and rushing in the low. The sonorous sound vibrated in the underground palace, and the rumbling hoarse echo made people feel that there was clearly an overwhelming force following Chu Tao's piano sound, as if there were thousands of troops and horses rushing from different directions, confronting the strong enemies around them.