Chapter 21 Tom Plays the Piano
Located on the west side of San Antis, Rhodes is a town that prospered due to the gold rush.

Killing ghosts is important. Tom and his team didn't rest for too long at James' factory. They just confirmed that the goods they ordered were all right. They made some modifications to the wooden box where Nezuko slept, and then set off again.

The clothes of the Ghost Killing Squad are too eye-catching in the United States, so at Tom's suggestion, everyone changed into clothes that are very characteristic of the American West.

Shirts, waistcoats, breeches, riding boots, revolvers and rifles, and even a cowboy hat for each.

After buying four horses from James and getting the map, Tom and his party began to ride forward.

It has to be said that after changing their outfits, Tom and the others are not so noticeable.

When in Japan, because the ban on knives was promulgated during the Meiji Restoration, members of the Demon Slayer Squad should pay attention to hiding the Japanese knives in their hands when they go to big cities.

As for America?

The folk customs here are simple and honest, even if Tom and the others pull a cannon by a horse and swagger through the city, there is no big problem.

Tomioka Yoshiyuki was riding a horse, and Tom was back to back with him, holding a newspaper in both hands, crossing his legs, half lying on the saddle to read the newspaper, looking very leisurely.

Tang Mu's appearance is the one my wife Shanyi is familiar with.

While reading the newspaper, Tom's voice slowly reached everyone's ears.

"The ghost on Ross's side in the information is very likely to be Shangxianwu's jade pot, which is at least 150 years old this year. Before becoming a ghost, he was a pervert who liked to kill animals and sew scales and bones on the pot. This behavior is called art."

"After becoming a ghost, the blood ghost technique of the jade pot is also related to his previous experience. He can move in the pot instantly, and can also use his pot to summon various aquatic animals. And his perfect body has more Diamond also has hard scales, and can transform anything it touches into a fish with the hand."

"When fighting him, pay attention to destroying his jug first, which can destroy his spells. In addition, pay attention not to be trapped by the water in his pot, that kind of vampire spell is not easy to break free. "

Tom Mu is very familiar with Ghost Dance Tsuji and the Shangxian Ghosts, and everyone has known this for a long time.

Therefore, when Tom told the information about Yuhu in such detail, everyone was not surprised and just listened carefully.

"Onimai Tsuji has always been operating in Japan, but now it must be something important to send Shangxian Gui to the United States. We can take advantage of this opportunity to inquire about the news. We can also give the jade pot to the Come out and kill two birds with one stone."

Tanjiro listened quietly and asked curiously, "Master Tom, do you have any plans?"

"Ah."

Tom nodded, and while reading the news about aliens and UFOs in the newspaper with great interest, he told Tanjiro and the others about his plan: "The ones who disappeared recently are all famous artists, and Yuhu also claims to be An artist."

"As long as we pretend to be artists and operate in Lodz, we will definitely be able to attract the jade pot."

"It's just that evil spirits can pass information through blood. I'm afraid that Yuhu already knows your appearance, so this operation will be carried out by me and Inosuke. Inosuke has been wearing a hood, and no ghost knows his true identity." Appearance, when the time comes, Inosuke and I can make a little disguise, and we can become locals."

"This plan sounds fine, but how are you going to pretend to be artists? It's hard, isn't it?"

Tanjiro asked nervously.

"That's right! Inosuke came from the mountains! He doesn't understand art at all!"

My wife Shanyi pulled her hair with both hands, and Yan Yi's expression reappeared.

"Uh-huh!"

Even Tanjiro's voice came from Nezuko's wooden box, and she, who seemed to have woken up, heard everyone's communication.

"Don't worry about art, it's my strong point, and I'm sure I'll be famous soon."

Tom put away the newspaper, his face full of confidence.

A week later, Rhodes.

Wrapping herself tightly so that no one could see her appearance, the jade pot pushed a display cart as usual, showing the porcelain pots printed with various beautiful patterns to passers-by.

After learning other people's languages ​​through blood, after a few months in the United States, Yuhu has also mastered a proficient English.

At this time, he was introducing all kinds of beautiful porcelain displayed on the exhibition car to the people around him.

Yuhu said that the pots he made were art, but he was not exaggerating.

Those porcelain pots with attractive colors, birds, fish and insects, cherry blossoms and willow trees are really beautiful.

"Are these porcelains from the East? They are so beautiful, can I touch them?"

Several well-dressed white men and their female companions surrounded the exhibition car, and one of them, a man with a mustache, asked Yuhu.

"I can't touch it. This is the most perfect art in the world, but you have a good eye, so let you appreciate it."

Yuhu seemed to be in a good mood when he heard that someone praised his porcelain pot.

"Don't watch it anymore, these are boring. I heard that the horse-drawn carriage artist is performing in the city center every night recently, let's go see that."

The female companion with the mustache didn't seem to like the bottles and jars of the jade pot very much. Feeling bored, she hugged the man's hand and shook it coquettishly.

Mustache didn't have any other ideas.

Seeing that his girlfriend didn't want to stay here, he followed her wishes and walked towards the city center arm in arm with his girlfriend.

A couple walked here, and the rest of the onlookers asked about the price and found that the jade pot was not for sale. After there was no business to do, they lost interest and turned away one by one.

Those who could appreciate art all left, and Yuhu's face hidden under the black robe instantly became very gloomy.

"Carriage artist? It's him again! He's only been here for a few days, and he's so famous? My jug is the most perfect art in the world, so what is he!"

Yuhu was very upset. Hearing the noise of the Yuanchuan city center, he pushed the exhibition car towards the city center.

As soon as he approached, Yuhu heard a melodious piano sound coming from the crowd in front of him.

A fixed piano is parked on a crude stage transformed from a carriage.

A black cat in a tuxedo closed its eyes slightly, and played the piano gracefully with both hands on the keys.

This is Liszt's "Hungarian Rhapsody".

Its melody is either slow and solemn, expressing the mourning and complaints of the Hungarian people for the misfortune of the nation, or full of speed, showing the bold, optimistic and passionate national character of the Hungarians.

The performance of the black cat perfectly brought the onlookers into the world of piano music.

As the rhythm of the piano became more cheerful, the hearts of the audience were lifted high by the melody, and their eyes were fixed on the black cat playing like a piano master on the stage.

The speed of the music gradually accelerated, and the intensity became stronger and stronger, and the music entered a group dance scene showing the carnival of the crowd.The audience seemed to see the wild dance steps, the soaring melody, and the rapid rhythm!

When the piece reaches a strong climax, the music pauses. The "dancer" left, but people gathered again, the music sounded again, and the previous frenzy was restored, and finally the whole song ended with the exciting climax of the boiling atmosphere.

The last key fell, and the lingering sound lingered on the beam.

After a few seconds of silence, the audience burst into applause and cheers!
In order to express their love, gentlemen and ladies threw a large number of flowers on the stage of the carriage.

Outside the crowd, Yuhu clenched his fists as he watched the black cat leave the piano and gracefully bow to the audience.

Finally, I couldn't help shouting at the black cat on the stage: "What kind of art is that! The real art should be like me!"

(End of this chapter)

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