In the courtyard of Kaifeng Prefecture, the sound of the piano flows like the night wind.

To be honest, except Gongsun, Bao Yan, Bai Yutang and Tianzun, the rest of the people in the courtyard did not understand the rhythm. It is really hard to tell whether a song is good or bad.

But as the sound of the piano flowed out from the fingertips of Yin Hou's fingertips, even a warrior like Zhao Pu Ouyang who could not listen to the piano on his usual occasions could inexplicably hear the difference... It was like the same set of swordsmanship, which was a huge difference between ordinary people and Bai Yutang.

This piano score is indeed quite difficult and the technique is so difficult that this song has never been heard before. I can't tell whether it is good or bad. What I can hear seems to be not the sound of the piano itself, but another thing...

Everyone felt that this song was very suitable for the palace, with a sense of magnitude, but it was inexplicably conspired and mysterious, making people feel very dangerous.

At this time, except for the music, at some point, the other sounds disappeared, and even the sound of insects stopped. Xiao Wu squatted quietly in the yard, while Yao Yao lay on the roof, looking at the night sky with his eyes, and his beautiful tail swayed gently, as if it was moving with the music, or with the night wind... In short, the music almost perfectly merged with the night color.

Mr. Bao in the study and Mrs. Bao who were with him both put down the books in his hands and looked out the window.

Mrs. Bao was in a daze, while Mrs. Bao frowned slightly. He seemed to have heard this song somewhere...

The song was not long. Yin Hou played it twice, probably because it was difficult and obscure, or Yin Hou himself had a different experience of this song. The second time was completely different from the first time, and the second time was even more strange and magnificent, and no one could tell what it felt.

Just as the last ending sound ended, the moment Yin Hou raised his hand, the little Sizi sitting on Gongsun's leg suddenly saw a picture flashing in front of him...

The little Sizi opened his eyes wide. What he saw was a very magnificent palace, or an ancient city... The city was collapsing, with smoke and dust rolling, and there was a tall statue in it, which cracked the entire body, and the head of the huge sculpture fell after it shattered. The scene was extremely shocking.

Just as the earth was shaking and the mountains collapsed, three people walked out of the rolling dust, one big and two small.

The little Sizi recognized the adult, dressed in white, who appeared in his hallucinations and even in his dreams many times, making him feel very warm and comfortable every time he saw it. And beside the demon king were two children, one in white, looking back at the ruined palace behind him. The other child was dressed in black and did not look back. He looked straight ahead, holding a guqin that was about the height of his. The body of the zither was burnt yellow, with a large red mark in the middle, which looked like a large piece of blood, or just a pattern?

The Silver Demon King walked forward with two children, and the collapse behind him gradually stopped. When the three of them walked away, the dust and soil fell down. After the vibration subsided... Behind him were ruins. The statue was lying across the damaged city wall. The statue's face was already broken, but the shadow of Yin Hou could still be seen between the broken eyebrows and eyes.

When the dust settled, the demon king stopped, and the child in white clothes also stopped and looked back.

The demon king called the child in black who was still walking forward, "Can you take another look? I will never see it again."

The child did not stop walking, holding the Qin and continued to walk forward without looking back.

The demon king shook his head helplessly and reached out to pat the head of the child in white who was looking back beside him.

The child looked up at him, but there was no expression on his beautiful face and his eyes were clear.

The demon king said to the front, "He will live with us in the future and say hello."

The child blinked, ran a few steps, and arrived next to the boy in black.

The boy in black didn't look at him and continued to walk forward.

"Don't you cry?" asked the child in white.

The child in black glanced at the side slightly. It was clearly a very cute face, but there was a feeling of evil that was inconsistent with his age. He asked, "Why do you cry?"

"Your parents are dead inside." The child in white reminded that unlike the evil nature of the child in black, he had no expressions when he spoke, like an ice sculpture porcelain doll.

The child in black nodded and asked, "Since they are all dead, why are you crying?"

The child in white blinked, "Aren't he sad?"

The child in black suddenly stopped and looked straight at the child in white beside him, saying, "I can't cry, I've never cried."

The child in white was stunned for a moment, then turned around, trotted and caught up with the child in black who was continuing to move forward, pointed at himself, and said, "I don't have any parents, either."

The child in black looked at him, but the child in white still had no expression, but his eyes were brighter than before, and then said, "I can't cry, I've never cried before."

The two children walked forward together, probably because they were the same age or because they had their own weirdness. They chatted with each other, but they felt that they were in harmony.

Behind him, the demon king hugged his arms and sighed helplessly, "Why are children now so unlovely..."

He raised his face and looked at the sky. The demon king ran up a few steps, touched the heads of the two children, and said, "It's going to snow!"

The two children raised their faces, and the sky was still a gray-yellow color because of the dust that had just risen. However, if you look carefully... In the overwhelming chaos, a white snowflake appeared...

The two children stared at the snowflakes, and when they came to their senses, they didn't know when it was already snowing heavily...

A few "pa" sounds interrupted Xiao Sizi's thoughts, and the picture in front of him also disappeared. Looking again, Yin Hou stopped and everyone in the yard clapped.

"Oh!" Bao Yan clapped his hands and said, "It's amazing, old man!

Pang Yu also clapped his hands, "Although I don't know what happened at all, I feel so awesome!"

The Heavenly Lord followed and cheered, "Oh! Old ghost! You can still recognize the score. I thought you were too confused!"

Yin Hou looked at the people around him speechlessly and asked, "What? What does it have to do with the case?"

After Yin Hou said something, everyone who was applauding and suddenly became depressed. Everyone in the yard looked at each other and finally looked back at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao spread his hands - just a song, it's so good to hide it through a lot of effort, where is the clue? Can you tell who the murderer is in a song? Even if it's good to be a fairy music, what does it have to do with the murderer?

Everyone began to feel worried. Yin Hou picked up the teacup and saw the little foursome on the side reaching out and touching the xylophone.

Hou Yin looked at him. The little guy seemed to want to say something, but he didn't seem to dare to say it.

The little fourth son moved to Yin Hou and asked in a low voice, "Ying Yin, where is that piano?"

Yin Hou was slightly stunned.

On the side, the Tianzun, who was sitting down and pouring tea for himself, looked over curiously and asked Xiao Sizi, "What piano?"

Xiao Sizi reached out and pointed to the middle of the xylophone on the table, "There is a red spot here..."

A hint of surprise flashed in Yin Houwei's eyes.

The Heavenly Lord put down the teapot, poked the little Sizi, and said, "That piano is called Wugui Qin."

Gongsun and Bai Yutang both looked over - Wuqueqin?!

People who love music have heard about this legendary piano. Wuqueqin is a unique piano. In addition to the particularly moving sound, this piano is also famous for its unknown details. Anyone who has that piano will suffer great misfortune. There are no less than ten kings who have it. Most of these dynasties fell apart and once they were destroyed, the members of the royal family died. In addition, several legendary musicians once owned this piano, but they all died in despair, and the ending was tragic. The reason why Wuqueqin

It is named because it is originally pure white and flawless, with a surface similar to banana wood, with fine crisscrossing literature and science. Because it has experienced too many killings, it is often stained with blood. Its owner will try his best to scrub the blood on it, but over time, the body of the piano still changed from pure white to burnt yellow, and in the middle of the body, there is a bright red blood that cannot be washed away no matter what. This legendary demon zither disappeared later and no one has seen it again. According to legend, it has been burned in a fire...

When Yin Hou saw Xiao Sizi ask, he smiled slightly and said, "In a safe place."

Tianzun hugged Xiao Sizi and rubbed him around, asking him what he saw and why he saw the piano.

The Yin Hou was still drinking tea lightly while looking at the music score.

And here Zhan Zhao and others gathered together to discuss.

"If you have a piano score, the most direct relationship must be the piano." Gongsun said, "Yaoqin is the piano master. Then she had a fishtail guitar, but it was taken away by the man in black!"

"Was that man in black the same group as the one who attacked you?" Zhao Pu asked.

"I guess not." Zhan Zhao had a different view. "From the old man's words, the man in black had no intention of harming the innocent. He should not be the same as the group of people who came to Kaifeng Mansion."

"Where are those foreigners?" Bai Yutang asked, "It seems that after rigorous training, killer?"

"Those should be soldiers." Zhao Pu waved his hand, "Not a killer! Not only is he trained, he still doesn't understand the situation!"

"That's right." Pang Yu also agreed, "The killer and other people probably have some common sense! Who would chase after Kaifeng Mansion all the way? Is it a waste of life? What if I chased him like this, it means they don't know how many masters there are in Kaifeng Mansion! Foreign soldiers are indeed more reliable than killers in the martial arts world!"

"The question now is which tribe these people belong to!" Gongsun asked, "Are you here to attend the birthday party?"

Zhao Pu curled his lips, "I'm just staying in Kaifeng Mansion. I really don't believe they have the courage to make trouble now."

While talking, Ziying ran over, "Prince, I found it."

"The origin of those black-clothed assassins?" Zhan Zhao was surprised.

Ziying nodded and said seriously, "It's from the Western Regions!"

Zhan Zhao and others asked, "Where is the Western Regions?"

Ziying blinked and said, "It's the Western Regions!"

Everyone opened their mouths and looked at Ziying. Zhao Pu put his arms around and rolled up his sleeves and wanted to suck him. Fortunately, Zheying walked in at this time, holding a list in his hand, and pulled Ziying who was sucking aside.

"Prince." Zheying gave the list to Zhao Pu, saying, "These men in black have all kinds of tribes, including the Xixia people and the Liao Kingdom, and there are many small tribes, mixed fish and soldiers."

Zhan Zhao sounded fresh, "Why are there such a group of people?"

"These people are all orphans in war and were adopted as soldiers and horse training. This is the first time they have come to the Central Plains." Zheying said, "They claim to be from Yuwei Du."

"Ha?" Gongsun opened his mouth, "Isn't the Fishtail Ferry a legend?"

Zhu Ying nodded, "It is said that the specific location of the Fishtail Ferry is in Sunset Groove."

Zhao Pu frowned, "Sunset Groove... This thing is evil, it's a bit interesting."

Both Ziying and Zheying nodded.

Zhan Zhao asked curiously, "Where is Sunset Gully?"

"A place that is harder than the ghost sea." Zhao Pu touched his nose, "Go out of the Wolf King Castle and walk north, crossing six high slopes and two rivers, and another forest and a desert, you can see a ravine. There are stone forests in the ravine, which are endless and the terrain is extremely complex. People in the Western Regions call it Sunset Gully, which means that the sun cannot rise even if it falls here."

"So powerful?" Zhan Zhao was surprised.

"The Sunset Gully is very large!" said Zheying, "Many tribes in the Western Regions believe that it is the end of the earth!"

Zhan Zhao knew that Bai Yutang had traveled many places before, so he asked him, "Have you been there?"

Bai Yutang shook his head and said, "I haven't been that far!"

The Heavenly Lord asked, “Where is it?”

Yin Hou thought for a while, "Is it the Death Lin?"

"If it is a large area of ​​endless stone forest, it should be that nearby." Tianzun frowned, "Can people live in that place? Even a bird cannot fly in!"

"Dielin?" Zhan Zhao heard a strange sound, "Why can no one enter? Is there an organ or something?"
To be continued...