mad sound of the world

Chapter 24

In my heart, I was secretly surprised that she didn't even realize how she came to him just now, that kind of skill that can kill people in an instant without making a sound may have already reached a certain level, no wonder that person can Feel free to leave things to her to manage.

Sure enough, that sentence was answered: there is life to come, no life to return.

"Is your young master okay?" Being stared at by her, Xiuyue changed the subject. This sentence was actually just a casual question, but she never thought that the old man's whole body froze, and his blood-red eyes froze. It bulges outwards, with a bloody feeling, but it is obviously an atmosphere of extreme fear, but it makes Xiuyue feel a touch of sadness.

Xiuyue was a little surprised, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

The old man seemed a little excited, and took another step forward: "Do you know my young master?"

"No, I just heard of the name." Inexplicably denied, it is understandable for Xiuyue to say this, after all, I haven't seen her for three years, after all, something unexpected happened to her, but she didn't want to be involved in the past entanglement .

The old man was a little disappointed and turned around slowly.

It's just that the action was much faster this time: "Which type do you want to buy?"

A hoarse voice came from the front, with a strange chill. Xiuyue touched her nose. Although she was quite courageous, walking on the ground where countless bones were buried was really creepy. Dry cough Two voices said: "Feather Musician skill roll."

The old man nodded slightly, and walked straight to a dusty house not far away with a dim lamp, opened the door, and a lot of dust fell down, but the old man ignored it, hunched over, and walked slowly After lighting up the lamp in the room, the faint light came on, and it also allowed Xiuyue to see clearly the rows of old bookshelves, and every book piled up inside was a book that the world dreamed of.

Walking over, Xiuyue's fingertips slid across which books, and carefully identified the names of which books.I will also pick up the volumes that I am interested in and have a look.

"Water Dragon Song".

Level 5 Feather Musician skill roll.

Feather Tune: The flute plays the dragon chant the water, the flute sings the phoenix to the sky.

At the beginning, the tone of the water dragon chant is lingering and pathetic, mournful, sad and soft, and then it turns flat and suddenly there are waves, and the dragon chant mourns, with a magnificent momentum. It seems that a black water dragon breaks out of the water in front of you, and the phoenix sings harmoniously, killing people.

Sad?

Xiuyue raised her eyebrows, then shook her head.

The volume was put back to its original place, but a hoarse voice came from behind: "That's the best volume of Master Yuyin. The tone of Yuyin is soft but firm, and the tone of killing is excellent."

Xiuyue was a little surprised, she would remind herself, turned her head and looked at her in the dim light, and nodded with a smile: "I know, but although "Water Dragon Song" is the best killing tune of Master Yu, it also has a disadvantage, which hurts people a lot. It is not the best for self-cultivation."

The old man squinted his eyes in surprise, his blood-red pupils were like two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps burning in the room: "You are right..." The old man's expression was a little complicated, after all, from the very beginning, she said that she wanted to use the skills of the Yuyin master to ensnare her. It is deduced that she is just a feather musician, and a level 5 feather musician is nothing in her eyes, and she can't even be ranked.

But it is such a person who can clearly discern the hidden place of "Shuilongyin" which is hard for the world to know, so...

"You are not simple." The old man's eyes brightened even more.

Xiuyue smiled, but didn't make a sound.

Turn around and walk to another row of bookshelves.But until I read all the scrolls, Xiuyue still couldn't find the right one. If she had just been promoted to Yuyin teacher, she would not be so picky, but after all, she had reached the highest point before, and for these low-level killers, she would not be so picky. She can easily tell their flaws.

Youyou sighed, Xiuyue rubbed her somewhat sore neck, turned her head and glanced casually, but was shocked when she saw a black box lying quietly not far away.

The complicated patterns and the weird totem with a bloody mouth made Xiuyue's heart beat for no reason.

As if guided by something, Xiuyue walked towards the black box——

"stop!"

Suddenly, Xiuyue gave a low shout, and when Xiuyue looked again, the old man had already stood in front of her, with some kind of emotion hidden in his blood eyes, his neck was stretched forward, staring at her viciously, looking at Xiuyue, looking at her, Then he said coldly: "That won't work."

"Oh, why?" Hearing what she said, Xiuyue's interest became more intense, she took a step back, leaned on the shelf with her hands folded around her chest and back, her eyebrows and eyes were raised, and there was a feeling of laziness that seemed to be a smile, but, The momentum all over his body was suppressed strangely, which made the old man inexplicably depressed, his breath was unstable, and there seemed to be a dangerous air flow around him, but it disappeared in an instant.

"The young master ordered: the black box will not be sold easily."

Xiuyue became even more curious, and grasped the language error: "It's not easy to sell, but you didn't say you won't sell it, did you?"

"This..." The expression on the old man's face was a bit tangled, and the wrinkles on his face gave off a strange sense of horror, but Xiuyue felt extremely excited: "Your young master, what conditions can this black box be used for?"

The old man was even more entangled, and his bloody eyes were full of fire.

"To those who can open the black box, give it."

"Oh?" Xiuyue's lips twitched, "What's in it? Why did your young master set such rules?"

The old man suddenly raised the lamp in his hand mockingly and approached Xiuyue: "Want to know? You have to be capable! This black box has been here for a hundred years, and there are many sound skills higher than yours." Even the strong can't open it, so don't waste your efforts as a little feather musician..."

"Huh?" Xiuyue narrowed her eyes dangerously suddenly, and a dark light flashed across her eyes, but it was only for a moment, and the light suddenly disappeared, and she smiled softly: "You say that, I am more interested. After all... "Xiuyue's smile deepened, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "It's more interesting to have challenges, isn't it?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiuyue turned around and walked straight to the black box in the corner.

Looking down at the dusty black, Xiuyue squatted down and raised her sleeves, all the dust was swept to the ground, and the old man who followed behind squinted her eyes, but said nothing.

(End of this chapter)