Found a cat on the side of the road

Chapter 372 The Music Teacher Who Died Young
Entering the space on the second floor, the first thing that catches the eye is rows and rows of old wooden bookshelves. The difference is that these bookshelves are all empty, not a single book.

Probably because the second floor was going to be closed, so all the books were removed.

Moreover, there is a thick layer of dust on the ground and on the bookshelves, which shows that no one has cleaned it for a long time.

Qin Sisi crossed the bookshelves, and an old piano placed on the innermost wall next to the wall appeared in front of her eyes.

The piano sound just now should be made by this piano!

When it was said that someone wanted to move it, but was injured by a bookshelf that fell suddenly, this piano was full of weird colors.

Only now, there is only a very old square stool in front of the piano, and no one is there.

Qin Sisi was a little puzzled, closed her eyes and felt carefully, the cold breath filled the entire second floor of the library, it could be seen that ghosts had indeed visited.

It seems that this ghost should not be an evil ghost, but a lonely wild ghost who likes to be quiet. He doesn't like to be disturbed by others. When someone comes, he will hide.

Qin Sisi couldn't help being a little bit troubled, if a ghost deliberately hides its body, it's hard to find it.

Qin Sisi turned to Yeyou and asked, "He seems to be hiding, is there any way you can find him?"

Yeyou paused and said, "Yes, but I'm afraid that this old house will be destroyed."

Using a magic skill with a wide range can naturally force that ghost out, but these ancient wooden bookshelves, and even this ancient building that has experienced wind and rain for many years, will be affected by magic.

If something goes wrong with the house and alarms other people, it will be a little troublesome.

Qin Sisi frowned, her eyes fell on the old-fashioned piano intentionally or unintentionally.

This piano is very similar to my father's piano in school. They all have pedals. You need to keep pressing the pedals with your feet to make the piano produce sound.

If the piano is too old, there will be a "squeak" sound when the pedal is stepped on.

Yeyou followed Qin Sisi's gaze, pondered for a while, and asked, "Is this a musical instrument?"

Qin Sisi nodded and replied, "Yes, this is a piano."

"Can you play?" Yeyou's purple eyes stared at Qin Sisi, a strange light flashed, he remembered that Qin Sisi sang very well.

Qin Sisi didn't notice Ye You's thoughts, nodded again and said, "I will do it a little bit."

She did learn a little from her father when she was young, but when her father died when she was ten years old, no one taught her anymore.

But it was a coincidence that the song "For Alice" has always been deeply imprinted in her mind.

Ye You withdrew the invisibility bubble, and said to Qin Sisi: "Go and play a song and see if you can lure him out."

Since this ghost likes playing the piano very much, it should be easier to be attracted by the sound of the piano.

Qin Sisi was a little surprised at first, but soon understood what Ye You meant. She pursed her lips and walked to the piano.

Qin Sisi sat down on the dilapidated square stool, looked at the interlaced black and white keys in front of her, and carefully recalled the score.

I haven't played the piano for many years, and suddenly seeing this old-fashioned piano brings back childhood memories, and it really makes my hands itch.

Under Ye You's expectant eyes, Qin Sisi finally raised his hands and pressed the black and white keys.

The fresh and beautiful melody flowed in the darkness and silence, and Ye You felt obvious air current fluctuations in the air.

The first pass was slightly jerky, with mispronunciation and pauses.

The second time I became more proficient, the ten exquisite and slender fingers danced happily on the keys, and the flowing notes were like a trickle under the sun in the early spring morning, clear, bright, and shimmering with tiny bits of light.

Yeyou's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the back of Qin Sisi sitting in front of the piano and concentrating on playing became more and more clear to his eyes.

After playing for an unknown amount of time, Qin Sisi, immersed in the music and memories, suddenly found a person standing beside her.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Qin Sisi turned her head to look, and saw a very young man standing beside the piano.

A spotless white shirt, straight black trousers, slightly long hair, a very delicate appearance, bright eyes, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he just listened to the piano very seriously.

Hearing the sound of the piano stopped, the man immediately turned his eyes to look at Qin Sisi, with some doubts on his brows.

Qin Sisi raised her head and looked at the man calmly. Both of them were full of inquiry, wanting to see each other's intentions.

In the end, it was the man who spoke first: "Who are you?"

The clear voice contains a touch of magnetism, gentle and elegant.

Qin Sisi stood up, looked at the man in front of her, and replied clearly: "I am a mage."

The man's expression changed, he looked at Qin Sisi in surprise, and suddenly understood that Qin Sisi's purpose of playing the piano was just to attract him to show up.

After a long time, a wry smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and he asked in disappointment, "The school leader sent you to arrest me, right?"

Qin Sisi shook her head, and said in a gentle tone, "I wanted to come to you myself."

The man showed doubts and asked hesitantly, "What do you want me for?"

Qin Sisi said truthfully, "I need soul power."

The man froze for a moment, with a complex expression on his face, surprised, confused, sad, helpless, and somewhat relieved.

"Then why don't you do it?" The man said in a flat tone, without the slightest feeling of resistance.

Qin Sisi felt very strange about the man's attitude, but she still replied very seriously: "I need you to willingly dedicate your soul power to me, and I can help you realize your unfulfilled wish in exchange."

"Unfulfilled wish?" The man murmured and repeated before falling silent.

After a while, the man looked at Qin Sisi again and asked, "Are you really a mage?"

Qin Sisi's age and image have nothing to do with a mage.

Qin Sisi nodded with a calm expression, and said in an affirmative tone: "Really, otherwise how could I see you?"

Ordinary people cannot see ghosts.

"Then how can you play the piano?" The man still had doubts in his heart.

This man's personality seems to be very gentle. Qin Sisi had a good impression of him, so she replied: "My father is a music teacher, he taught me."

"Music teacher?" These four words came out of the man's mouth with some difficulty, his face became ugly, and his handsome face was completely defeated.

Qin Sisi looked at him and asked softly, "Are you also a music teacher?"

In the rumors, some said he was a music teacher, and some said he was a librarian. Judging from the man's image and conversation, Qin Sisi was more inclined to be a music teacher.

(End of this chapter)