"If there is indeed a problem with that score, it can be confirmed that Avril's father must have been influenced by some old forces!"

The concert hall is a synagogue in the city center, a 1-hour drive from Avril's mansion.

Harrow Hall.

In the practice room, Alexander Harrow stood beside Avril.

Avril holds a violin on his shoulders, and the bow is not placed on the strings, but is focused on the simulated music score and the position of each syllable.

This kind of "piano practice in the void" also made her very puzzled.

Ten minutes later, this was the 20th time she remembered.

She looked up at Harrow, the doctor who co-created with her father in the hand of immortality, with an indescribable familiarity on her face.

It seemed like her father's feeling, the tyrant temperament hidden under the human skin, the stranger feeling of being stranger and human.

Harrow was her childhood music instructor. Avril had never seen Harrow laugh, even when facing anything, he won the lottery, or paid a beautiful woman, or created music. This person seemed to have no feelings for laughter.

"Does it have to be performed during the performance? If you haven't really rehearsed once, even so, I feel that there is no difference between improvisation."

If you stare at Harrow's face for too long, you will even feel unspeakable dizziness.

Harrow said coldly: "This is what she wrote for you specifically, just to think that you can master this song when you reach 21 years old."

"This is a sacred and undesecrated. At my level, this score has only completed one-third of the creation. The rest is done by your father, as he asks. The first time he plays, it must be on the stage, and the first time he pulls the strings and notes."

"Okay." Avril sighed.

She continued to practice in the void, trying to adjust every position that should fall, and Harrow next to her patted him on the shoulder.

"Come on, prove that the sacred and wonderful music, like the hand of eternal life, can bring everyone to the holy sky."

Although Avril did not play any music during practice, the strange and melodious tone and the layout of the music score were almost separated from the structure that "classic music" should have.

It was still stuck with things she had never heard of or played before. These could only be measured by instinct, through illusions and brains.

When the echoes filled her mind, she seemed to have come to a cliff full of bitter winds alone.

The rock wall is not even a structure visible on the earth. The lakes under the cliffs are extremely calm, and the barren cliffs exudes strangeness, as if life is exhausted, making people breathe hard.

Avril bit her lips tightly, her pink lips were already purple. When she imagined the dark tentacles slowly growing from the lake, the music score had been played in her mind.

She sweated a lot this time, and she couldn't imagine what would have happened if this score was really played!

"You did a good job!" Harrow smiled with satisfaction.

Avril's eyes widened, and she suddenly felt a warm feeling.

This instructor who has taught her music for more than 10 years has laughed for the first time!

Immediately, she put aside the terrifying illusions before for a while, and she had more courage.

"Let's go, start playing." Harrow picked up the score for her.

"Play? Isn't it training today?" Avril said in surprise.

Harrow said: "This kind of music must be a shocking existence, and all arrangements are the best way to set off immediately."

"I have arranged an audience for you, including many advertisers. If you can play this music well, you will definitely become famous in the music circle like your father!"

Avril was almost "forced" to play.

Facing the audience in the concert hall, there were not many scattered people, and they didn't even finish half of them, but there were about thirty people.

It seemed as if everyone was looking forward to this performance.

“…”

Tatta--

Avril went on stage quietly and gracefully, after arranging the instruments and scores, sat in the center, and all the light was focused on her.

She is the only focus of the concert hall!

But at this moment, she couldn't help but recall that in the simulated music score at that time, she stood on a barren and crazy cliff, looking down at the calm and terrifying lake.

The tentacles that suddenly stretched out seemed to be coming from all directions from the darkness of the concert hall at any time!

Her burned hands trembled slightly. She remembered that because she didn't want to practice the piano, her father picked up the fire stick and pressed it hard on the palm of her hand. She almost fainted and then saved the snowball in her hand until she was completely numb...

That cruel look was like a strange man in yellow.

It seemed as if all the audience sitting in the concert hall were strangers in yellow...

His mentor, Harrow, is the only person who stands behind the light and cheers on himself.

“…”

When I opened the score, it seemed to be religious music, the music of extremely stream of consciousness, which gave her an inexplicable sense of fear for the first time.

But she still had to keep playing with her teeth. After her father's death, she left her only most precious "legacy". The smile and efforts of her music instructor, as well as the performance of this performance, can determine the attitude of the advertiser.

She even closed her eyes.

She also often glimpses the music score at home. After practicing, she can now memorize it.

The first syllable is the fall c.

From the beginning of the music, she entered an extremely strange state.

After the syllable is activated, the illusion between you and yourself in your brain is simply two worlds!

"very good!"

Harrow looked at Avril's hard work intoxication, and his face showed a greedy expression.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the earplugs and put them on.

......

......

The notes seem to carry cold and complex wisdom, not just music, but those things that Avril had never seen, heard, and played before, are now tugging with his own instinct and long-standing violin practice!

Her mental state can be described as close to madness.

The ponytail bow is sometimes violent, sometimes madly swinging and tug-of-war. In the echo of the spruce, the loud sound seems to be from the abyss. Sleeping is taking everyone into a new world!

‘This song by Hinashin will take you into the lost Kalquesa!’

‘The sun of the Gemini falls into Lake Harry, right in Kalquesa, and only in the hand of immortality can you experience it!’

The billboards in the concert hall are showing such a weird promotion.

In the concert hall, in Avril's world, she stood again on the barren and violent cliff.

The huge lake below has lost its original peace, rolling and surging, as if it was about to swallow the momentum of the mountains. The air here is filled with suffocating depression, unclean decay, and violent anger.

The burning Gemini black star slowly cut through the iridescent clouds in the sky as it crossed the three deformed moons, slowly sank along the edge of the cliff, falling into the lake to reflect a shining world!

The burning Gemini Black Star that fell in the lake was like a fire stick that once fell in her hand. She looked at her palm in extreme pain, and the scar that once left a strange mark evaporated at this moment!

She couldn't control the pain, her legs were weak, and she knelt on the edge of the cliff. She completely forgot that she was still playing, and her eyes could only see...

Wandering in the burning iridescent sky, the harem constantly flying!

With a rumbling sound, the whole world was filled with the roar of the lake. She saw the strange man wearing yellow clothes and wearing a mask...

The bright iron boots shining, and the bones that suddenly appeared on the ground, the burning Gemini black stars surrounded the barren world, and Avril's eyes were until he saw a darkness.

She is freed!

“…”

"I seemed to be killed...that look...it was like a sharp sword piercing my skull..."

Avril collapsed on the ground. When he opened his eyes, he saw the detectives from the old detective agency.

At this time, they looked at themselves with a serious and strange expression.

Audience in the concert hall? His own teacher Harrow?

All of these are gone!

"What are you doing here alone?" Lilith asked.

“…”

Avril had just recovered a little breathing, and she seemed to have experienced death just now.

"I......"

The things she contacted in the future and the things that Harrow arranged for the audience were explained to the players.

The feedback available was that there were no audiences here, and when they came, they did not see any music doctors, and only Avril was playing alone on the scene.

“…”

Avril looked painful, she didn't know what was going on.

Looking at the detectives, they found that there were only 7 people at this time.

"Where is another person? That guy looks bad and has a bad expression."
To be continued...