The Strongest Holy Proximity

"It really is the piano used by Keiji Aso, the performer who died twelve years ago." Xiaoqin played a few keys lightly and said to herself, "But it's strange...so many years have passed. , Although the piano looks tattered, the keys that sound are carefully maintained and adjusted."

Suddenly, Xiaoqin's nose twitched again, and a strange smell drifted down the piano into his nose!It's not the original hostility and resentment, but a taste similar to a potion, it should be said... [-] million acyl morphine!

Maybe ordinary people don't know much about this kind of thing, but Xiaoqin is more knowledgeable.There is another way of saying this thing is called 'heroin', which is commonly known as the persecution of countless families to pieces, causing countless young talents to embark on the road of illegal crimes....

"It's really interesting." Xiaoqin pushed the glasses on the imaginary bridge of her nose, and a smile appeared on her face: "It seems that I have to have a good talk with a certain ghost."

As soon as his voice fell, the black smoke that was originally integrated into the piano was separated from the piano, and gradually drifted into the air, forming a phantom in the air!

If he were an ordinary person, there would be a blurry image in the originally empty room, and he would definitely panic and panic, but Xiaoqin's calmness at the moment seemed to be within his expectations.

It's impossible not to be calm, who is Xiaoqin?The earliest ancestor of humanities turned the world around with his own power, and even crossed the Nine Netherworlds and fought the Hades for three hundred.... three rounds of people!I am used to seeing all kinds of ghosts and ghosts, and there is nothing to be afraid of with a little fool in front of me.

The room was gloomy as if it had sunk into the cellar. For ordinary people, this kind of thing would never happen in a lifetime. As for Xiaoqin.... there is always a common feeling, the only thing that makes people suck The tongue is that the first human ancestor, the ancient emperor, the hero, the big man who broke through the nine worlds and broke the underworld, if he heard those ghost stories on the bad streets, he would still feel inexplicably fear in his heart.

Especially those ghosts pressing the bed, ghosts hitting the wall and the like, will make Xiaoqin feel terrified.What impressed him most was some urban legends that old people used to scare children, similar to the mountain witch who would eat the meat of children.

It is worth mentioning that when Xiaoqin was very young, she treated her childhood sweetheart mother as a mountain witch at night. It was really lucky that she was not killed by a knife.

With a wry smile, Xiaoqin shook her head helplessly.He looked in front of him, a middle-aged man in a suit with a sincere face. The latter was surprised to see Xiaoqin staring at him, and the somewhat mournful face revealed an illusory look.

"Can you see me?" The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide, and his eyes seemed to sink Xiaoqin's face into it.His voice trembled slightly, and the entire image swayed in the air.

As the saying goes, people and ghosts have different paths, whether it is a person or a ghost, it is undoubtedly a luxury to be able to communicate face-to-face.For ghosts, seeing people but not being able to communicate is a painful and tragic thing. They want to tell their sorrows, but there is no object to talk to at all, perhaps because they have ties and memories, or I didn't want to die, so I didn't do FaLun back.

For people, seeing ghosts is not a good thing, because their hearts are full of fear of the unknown, and there is even the rumored 'scared to death'.

Ten years of life and death are boundless.Don't think about it, unforgettable.

A handful of loess, a lonely grave, nowhere to speak bleak.

I have tasted the loneliness and pain, the torture of time and space, I am helpless, have nowhere to hide, hide from the sun, wind and rain, cold wind...  

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532: The Cursed Piano (End)

Ten years of life and death are boundless.Don't think about it, unforgettable.

A handful of loess, a lonely grave, nowhere to speak bleak.

Endured countless years of loneliness and pain, and tasted countless blows from sunshine, cold, wind and rain!Helpless, with nowhere to hide, these wandering ghosts are undoubtedly pitiful and pathetic beings!

Maybe they have an unquenchable hatred in their hearts, or maybe they have an unforgettable concern in their hearts. They are unwilling to drink Meng Po soup to reincarnate, and they have been wandering in the world... , that's probably what it means.

However, Xiaoqin opened her mouth to speak when he looked at him before he came, and the ghost of this middle-aged man suddenly knelt on the ground with non-existent tears in his eyes: "Please, save my child. …”

"I don't want revenge, I don't want anything... I just want him to live well, please!"

With that said, the middle-aged man almost burst into tears.Especially because it is a ghost, the so-called ghost cry and wolf howl is probably nothing more than that, it looks particularly miserable and desolate, making Xiaoqin hear a chill in her heart!

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the famous pianist Keiji Aso who died more than ten years ago." Xiaoqin patted the back of her neck, and then another burst of black air drifted out. .He looked at the ghost of the middle-aged man who had knelt down and was constantly making pleasing gestures: "You didn't actually die from a curse at all. Someone else must have killed you."

"Yes, I was killed." Aso Keiji's face revealed a look of pain and struggle: "However, I still hope that you can save my child. Please..."

Aso Keiji said, he kept bowing his head and kowtow, and his expression was obviously about to collapse.Xiaoqin can clearly see that Aso Keiji's soul has begun to gradually dissipate, and the gradually dissipating black smoke has slowly drifted towards the back of Xiaoqin's neck.

This is a precursor to the collapse of the ghost's consciousness under the influence of strong emotions.

Tears flowed down the pitiful face, and Xiaoqin couldn't help but sigh: Ghosts, in fact, don't look that scary, more scary than ghosts, it's that dirty and rotten heart.

The whole room was cold and lonely, Xiaoqin looked at him like this for a long time, and finally, he opened his mouth.

"Mr. Aso, I choose to help you." Xiaoqin looked at the middle-aged man whose tears kept falling.

If he guessed correctly, Keiji Aso is worried about his son. From the words just now, Xiaoqin also learned that Keiji Aso was indeed killed by someone, not the rumored death of a curse.

This is also why his resentment and hostility can condense his consciousness during his lifetime, because at the moment of his death, he harbored great hatred and revenge.

"I have nothing more to ask for.... I have no meaning to stay in this world. I lost my family, my favorite performance, and the value of my existence... But, I Can't just watch him go stupid. Watch my son become a sinner with blood on his hands..."

Aso Keiji's figure began to gradually become dim and transparent.Gradually, it all turned into black smoke and melted into Xiaoqin's neck.

Seeing this painful man in front of him, Xiaoqin knew that he was about to be sent to reincarnation by herself and to step into the journey of reincarnation again.

"So, is your son going to kill the person who killed you back then?"

"Yes." Keiji Aso's transparent figure wiped away his tears, and he nodded: "Please stop him, I don't want him to go to jail, I owe him too much, I beg you."

When it dissipated, Keiji Aso seemed to see the pictures of the past again, all of which were vivid in his mind.Those days and nights of remorse and guilt, if life can be repeated, he will not let the reality become what it is now.

Dad, the piano music you play is really nice, and I want to be a pianist like you in the future.

Dad, honesty will definitely work hard to practice this moonlight!

dad....

Once, in the past, and vividly on purpose, the images are biting at his consciousness like little insects all the time, looking at the piano, at his grown up but misguided son, at things right and wrong , The reality that oneself can do nothing to change, everything is like a mirage-like illusory, so fragile.

Everything is wrong!everything!It's too late!Keiji Aso's body had mostly dissipated and was trembling over there.

"Honest, live well!" Aso Keiji felt as if he was about to turn into a messy fragment, he knelt on the ground and looked at Xiaoqin's figure.Now he has pinned all his hopes on this young man.

Keiji Aso doesn't know why he has this idea, maybe because... Xiaoqin is the only person who has been able to see him and communicate with him for so many years.

......

"Where did the young master Nan go?" "Mao" Li Xiaogoro was sitting on the sofa. He was a little impatient waiting for the village chief and others. He stretched and asked Xiang Xiaolan.

Xiaolan glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. Xiaoqin had been away for more than ten minutes. She said softly, "It seems that I went to the piano room. It has been ten minutes."