Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1108
"Don't, don't come here!"

Just when Ying Baoyue lifted the cover, the music officials fled to the side with their instruments.

At this moment, watching Ying Baoyue walking towards them step by step, the aura emanating from the girl's body was simply dazzling.

Only at this time did they realize that this girl was not a vase princess who could be bullied at will, but a practitioner who could kill them with a raised hand.

"Princess Qin, what do you want to do? Do you want to be violent in the music battle?" The old music official who had blocked Ying Baoyue before barely held his breath, and spoke righteously.

"I don't want to do anything," Ying Baoyue said lightly, "Do you believe me? If you are not guilty, why run away?"

She looked at the music officials who left her original seat one after another. The zither was destroyed in the music shed. The time she left the music shed was not long. It was destroyed in the music shed. These music officials...all saw it.

I saw it, but wanted to collectively protect the real murderer.

These music officials are all in the same spirit, and the families have been married for many years. They have long been in cahoots, offending one is offending a group, but now she doesn't want to bother with these people anymore.

"Get out of the way," Ying Baoyue looked at the musicians who were huddled together as if they were protecting something in the center, and said lightly, "If you don't get out of the way, that person's hand should be useless."

The musicians who seemed to be holding their breath were taken aback for a moment, the crowd was a little loose, Ying Baoyue walked up to them and grabbed a person out of the crowd.

Drops of dripping blood fell to the ground.

Ying Baoyue stared at the man's bloody fingers, "Didn't your ancestors tell you that you will be punished for destroying musical instruments?"

This person is the new luthier who was replaced earlier.

"I, I..." The man's face was a little pale due to excessive blood loss. At this time, he was held in the hands of a girl, and his face turned into a liver color.

The people in the audience screamed, and Chen Zichu and the others were shocked when they saw this scene.

"The man's hand..."

All ten fingers of Yueguan who was held by Ying Baoyue were cut and dripping with blood.

"Did this... Miss do it?" The boy under the tree hiccupped and asked in astonishment.

"No," Fang Da shook his head with a calm expression, "it's that kite."

This is the price for those Xiao Xiao Xiao who dared to touch her musical instrument.

"I...help, help..." The luthier, whose face turned pale, struggled, looking at his bleeding hand, speechless, "You...you kill people..."

"I didn't do anything," Ying Baoyue said lightly, "This is your own retribution."

The luthier's face turned white again, his legs trembled like chaff, and the gold cake that was stuffed into his sleeves before going on stage was heavy, but now it fell on his heart.

The person who gave him the gold cake said that no matter what method, as long as she can't play it, it will do.

Women shouldn't be in the limelight on such occasions!
He just touched the string with an evil intention in his heart. Who would have thought that his hand would be cut in an instant, and he cut off all the strings in one breath, but he didn't expect that all his fingers were instantly bruised!

With ten fingers connected to his heart, he fell to the ground and rolled, the other music officials were shocked, but they all saw that he was covering up for the favor and the Jinbing Gang, but they didn't expect the girl to return to the stage so quickly.

This... This must be his dream!

This girl is their nightmare!
"Unfortunately, this isn't a dream," Ying Baoyue glanced at the examiner who was hurrying towards her with two imperial guards behind him, looked at the music officer who closed his eyes and muttered to himself, and said lightly, "Although the strings are good, But if you touch something you shouldn't touch, it will cut your hand."

"You can no longer play the piano with these hands."

The luthier suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face pale.

"you you……"

"I don't need to do anything," Ying Baoyue reached out and threw him into the crowd of musicians, "Those who destroy musical instruments are not qualified to play musical instruments at all."

She turned and left without looking at the music official who had already suffered punishment.

"Ex-Princess Qin, you..."

The examiner who wanted to come to maintain order was stunned, but Ying Baoyue didn't look at him, just walked past him and returned to the destroyed kite.

"you……"

The examiner who was brushed past flushed and turned to look at her in disbelief, but before he could reprimand, Ying Baoyue, who was looking down at the strings of the zither, spoke quietly.

"Don't worry about it, examiner. I don't need other musicians to accompany me. It's enough for the competition to start normally."

"Start normally? What does she want to play? Play that piano?"

A practitioner muttered under the stage.

The zither on the stage has been destroyed, only the qin with a broken string is still there.

"You can only play the piano..." Chen Zichu took a deep breath, and glanced at Ji Jiashu, who had stern eyes beside him.

"It's just a broken string, so the solo performance will be somewhat affected."

"It's all my fault," the young man next to him under the tree in the distance wiped away his tears again, "I only sent a zither in, but I couldn't send in everyone's zither..."

Because there was already a piano in the music shed, it was really difficult for him to fish in troubled waters and mix that piano into it.

But at this moment, Fang Da's voice came from beside him.

"It's okay, anyway, she can't play the piano this time."

"Huh?" The boy raised his head in astonishment with tears in his eyes.

"Princess Qianqin, you want to start? Then what do you want to play?" The examiner's disdainful voice came from the stage, "Do you want to play this piano? Or do you know other instruments?"

"I do know other musical instruments," Ying Baoyue smiled, "I won't play the piano this time."

He Lancheng, who rushed to the audience holding Tuoba Xun's piano, stopped in his tracks and raised his head in astonishment.

"I don't play any other instruments either."

Ji Jiashu, Li Ji and others in the audience raised their heads in a daze.

"Then what does she want to play?"

Someone was stunned.

On the high platform, the examiner looked at her like a lunatic, and smiled angrily, "Then former Princess Qin, what do you want to play?"

What else can she play?

Standing in front of the zither whose strings were broken, Ying Baoyue stretched out her hands to comb the messy zither strings and smiled.

"I'll play this."

There was silence on and off the high platform, and everyone was speechless.

"Is she crazy? Is she mad? How does this work?"

Ji Jiashu and the others were also stunned, not knowing what she wanted to do. What happened before them was beyond their imagination.

Just after Ying Baoyue finished speaking, her hand suddenly moved rapidly.

She pulled up the broken zither strings one by one, and re-fixed them to the zither body according to the length of the break. The zither strings were stretched again, and the zither pillars were relocated by her, and the broken zither was changed in an instant.

"Impossible! Even so, this kite can no longer be played!"

The luthier with bleeding fingers screamed as he watched this scene.

That's right, even if all the strings of the zither were picked up in such a short period of time, it would be impossible to play again.

However, Ying Baoyue laughed when she heard the scream. She didn't look at the clown, but just stretched out her hand and punched the pillar beside her.

With a bang, all the music officials jumped up in fright, thinking that the girl was going to die with them.

However, after a burst of dust, the music shed did not collapse, but a gap was punched in the pillars supporting the music shed.

"That is……"

Ji Jiashu stared blankly at the piece of wood that Ying Baoyue took off from the pillar. Ying Baoyue cut it a few times with his sword, and the piece of wood was polished into the shape of a small drumstick.

"Who said I'm going to play the kite?"

Ying Baoyue tapped the zither string lightly with the small hammer.

The voice was a little dull and dry, but it struck everyone's heart deafeningly.

"I'm not going to play the kite."

Under the sunlight, the girl looked back, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her spirits were high.

"This time, I want to attack the building."

　Zhu: A percussion instrument shaped like a zither with thirteen strings.

　　Presumably everyone should be familiar with the source of this instrument, yes, it is the building played by Gao Jianli.

　　"As far as the Yishui, the ancestors take the way. Gao Jianli hit the building, and Jing Ke sang together. It was the sound of the change, and all the scholars wept. They went forward and sang: "The wind is rustling, the Yishui is cold, and the strong men go away." I will never return it!'"--"Jing Ke Assassinates the King of Qin" compiled by Han Liu Xiang

　　
　
(End of this chapter)