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85. Summoning the Undead【2】

The sky at night is still spread with a strange dark blue, and the dark clouds are shallow and thin, like the bright Milky Way, dotted with stars, bringing an indescribable sense of mystery.

Leng Yan still accompanied Jiang Xinyou and Xia Qianshuang, but strangely, this time even he saw the legendary piano room No. 3.

Obviously, this time, the man also wanted him to join the game.

Despite her suspicions, Xia Qianshuang still let Leng Yan walk in with them. The piano room No. 3 was still brightly lit, and the pale light illuminated the entire room, causing a strong discomfort to the eyes for a moment.

Jiang Xinyou took a deep breath, walked to the black piano, placed the sheet music on the piano stand, and placed her hands on the keys like claws.

For students in the music department, vocal music and piano are both compulsory courses. If it weren't for the music score that chose her from the beginning, Xia Qianshuang would have been able to play this piece.

In an instant, soothing music flowed from the fingertips, and the black and white keys alternated and beat. Different from the melody in the CD, the unique piano accompaniment made the melody clean, crisp and smart.

Jiang Xinyou's sweet voice is also different from Li Xiaoxiao. Even if a sad love song is sung from her mouth, it is just a memorial to the young feelings of a girl in the flower season and the rainy season, and it does not make people feel sentimental.

However, Jiang Xinyou's mind was not at peace, especially after drawing such a terrifying picture of death. She vaguely felt that there was a mysterious power hidden in the piano room No. 3. When she played this song, she felt an inexplicable chill.

It spread from the soles of her feet along her back, biting her like tarsal maggots and not letting go. Jiang Xinyou could even see the light hairs on her arms standing up one by one, and goosebumps crawled all over her body.

At this moment, Xia Qianshuang and Jiang Xinyou were in the same uneasy mood. She and Leng Yan stood on either side of Jiang Xinyou, observing the changes around them intently.

The sound of the piano reverberated in the closed space like a long stream of water. Xia Qianshuang clearly saw the vibrating air flow rushing towards the concave and convex echo wall and being emitted back. This wall design is used in major opera houses, allowing singers to

A microphone is needed so that the audience can hear their voices clearly. There is nothing special about music students who often practice their voices. The strange thing is that Xia Qianshuang can actually see this invisible air flow.

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Not long after, a pair of transparent and milky-white hands stretched out from the wall, as if trying to catch the flow of music, dancing ferociously up and down in the air.

This scene is very different from every picture painted by Jiang Xinyou! Wasn’t it Li Xiaoxiao’s resentful spirit that was brought out by playing the death music? But now it seems that the resentful spirit trapped in No. 3 piano room is not just Li Xiaoxiao.

Xiao, Alyssa, and Peng Fei?!

At this moment, Leng Yan's cold voice suddenly broke into his ears: "Piano room No. 3 is indeed the most resentful place in C University!"

It turns out that after the three tragedies that year, the school made a decisive decision to demolish the No. 3 piano room. To avoid appearing too abrupt, other odd-numbered piano rooms were demolished together with the No. 3 piano room. For this reason, a large number of construction workers were invited.

But on the day it was completed, all the workers involved in the eradication and restoration disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where they had gone.
Chapter completed!
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