Liu Jinglin's wife, whose full name is Ma Shuyang, is no stranger to "Twelve Movements of Dusk". When Liu Jinglin was alive, he had discussed this score with her more than once. In addition, Ma Shuyang gave Liu Jinglin a lot of advice based on her professional knowledge, which Liu Jinglin wrote down in the form of annotations on the score.
This sheet music originally belonged to Liu Jinglin. But several years ago, Liu Jinglin donated it to the library of the fortress. Unexpectedly, it appeared before his eyes again, and Ma Shuyang was shocked.
"You said that Jinglin gave you some clues, which eventually led you to find this music score?" Ma Shuyang was so shocked that he subconsciously confirmed it again.
Tianyang nodded, and told him about Liu Jinglin's "unsuccessful suicide attempt" and how he called him over after waking up in the hospital and prompted him to find the music score.
However, Tian Yang omitted the key word "Su Lie" because he was worried that it would bring unnecessary trouble or even danger to Ma Shuyang.
After listening to this, Ma Shuyang let out a long breath: "I was originally suspicious. After the rescue that day, Jinglin's condition had improved. How come his condition suddenly took a turn for the worse overnight? Now it seems that there is indeed something going on here."
Tian Yang followed her lead and said, "Mrs. Liu, I think so too. Teacher Liu must have wanted to tell me something at the time, and then I found this sheet of music. There are some annotations by Teacher Liu on it, and I think the message that Teacher Liu wanted to convey should be related to these annotations."
"Unfortunately, I know nothing about music. Someone told me that you are a master of music and the wife of Teacher Liu, so I took the liberty to come to your house."
Ma Shuyang said softly, "Child, I am very grateful to you for bringing me such a clue. Don't worry, if Jinglin left any information in it, I will definitely decipher it."
Tian Yang happily said: "Then I'll leave it to Madam Liu. If you have any news, please let me know!"
Ma Shuyang nodded in agreement.
Tianyang said goodbye and left, but just as he got up, a servant came to report that Yunyuan had arrived.
After a while, the second in command of the Yun family walked into the living room. Seeing Tianyang, Yun Yuan exclaimed, "Tianyang, you are here too?"
"Hello, Second Master." Tianyang greeted with a smile.
Yun Yuan also smiled back, conveying his goodwill, and then said: "Since I met you here, I will tell you directly. Three nights later, our Yun family will hold a cocktail party, and you can come and participate."
Tianyang was somewhat flattered; "This is not appropriate, after all, I..."
Yun Yuan waved his hand and said, "I know what you want to say. Don't underestimate yourself, Tianyang. From your performance in the competition, I know that you have great potential. Think about it, our Yun family was unknown hundreds of years ago. The first head of our Yun family even worked as a miner."
"Although you are only a member of the Night Walker team now, who can tell what will happen in the future? Perhaps, you will become a city lord in the future."
Yun Yuan reached out and gently pressed the boy's shoulder: "My Yun family only cares about heroes, not their origins. I'll be waiting for you three nights from now!"
Tian Yang was filled with excitement, a feeling of being recognized. He nodded vigorously: "Since Second Master said so, I will go and broaden my horizons."
Yun Yuan laughed, glanced at the boy, his eyes passed over Tian Yang's purple ring, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. Then he took off a jade ring on his hand and said, "I didn't know you were here, and I didn't bring you a note. When the time comes, you can bring it with you."
Come to my house with this thing."
Tianyang took it solemnly and left.
After returning home, he looked at the date and found that tonight was the day of the Hunger Ball's secret party. After dinner, Tianyang put on a nightmare mask and a cloak and took the train to the downtown area.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, he stood in front of the exaggerated and magnificent hall of the Hunger Ball. After showing his badge, the boy met the founder of the ball, Bi Dou, in a quiet box.
Tonight, Bidou combed his hair back, revealing a smooth forehead, but his face was still pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
As soon as he saw Tianyang, the man laughed exaggeratedly: "I didn't expect to see you again so soon, Mr. Death, I guess you are here to attend the secret party?"
Tian Yang, who had increased his height and even glued a circle of gray beard on his face inside the mask, disguised himself fully and said in a deliberately changed tone: "That's right, I hope to have a wonderful experience tonight."
Bidou laughed and said, "You will definitely like this kind of party. The party will start in 20 minutes, but you can enter now. Please follow me."
Tian Yang said in a deep voice: "Please lead the way."
Following Bidou out of the box, we passed a bustling meeting place, and through a colorful door, we came to a brightly lit room.
This room is quite large and decorated in a high-profile style, from oil paintings, crystal chandeliers to red carpets, and even a fireplace.
There is a bar in the room, and behind the bar is a large wine cabinet filled with all kinds of fine wines.
Behind the bar, there was a bartender and two waiters, all wearing white masks without any patterns.
In the middle of the room, there is a round table surrounded by seven chairs. The chairs are spacious and comfortable.
Under Bidou's instruction, Tianyang sat on one of the chairs and looked around. He was a little surprised. He originally thought that a gathering like a secret party should be related to keywords such as mystery and darkness.
Unexpectedly, the gathering place was more like a private bar.
Moreover, the light above his head was too bright, so bright that Tianyang was worried that his identity would be exposed.
A loud laugh sounded from outside the open door, and then a sickly sweet female voice said, "Good evening, Mr. Bidou. I hope I will have a satisfying harvest tonight."
Tianyang looked over and saw a woman walking in. She was wearing an exaggerated long skirt that dragged on the ground. The part of the skirt that dragged on the ground was five or six meters long. She needed the assistance of three attendants to avoid affecting her movements.
The woman was covered in jewels and had a dazzling crown on her head. She looked like a queen!
Bidou bowed and said, "Welcome, beautiful queen. Please allow me to introduce you to a new guest tonight."
"Oh, it's great that we finally have new faces at the party."
The woman, whose tone and behavior were equally exaggerated, burst into another high-pitched laugh.
"This is Mr. Death."
"Mr. Death, this is Miss Queen."
With Bidou's introduction, Tianyang met the so-called queen. In order to maintain his own personality, Tianyang did not take the initiative to strike up a conversation. He just nodded slightly and continued to remain silent.
I don’t know if it was intentional or unintentional.
The queen was sitting opposite Tianyang. She was wearing a fancy mask and looking at Tianyang with sparkling eyes:
"Mr. Death, this is your first time attending a party. I don't know if there's anything you'd like. You might as well tell me in advance. Maybe I'll have what you need and give you a discount."
Tianyang remained unmoved.
The queen didn't get angry. She just laughed, picked up the glass of wine brought by the waiter and took a sip.
The party guests started arriving.
"This damn weather, I finally managed to go out. Look, my clothes are all wet. When I go back tonight, my dear Sarah will definitely blame me again. A man's life is really hard."
Another guest arrived with an exaggerated tone. Tianyang secretly observed that this person was dressed in gorgeous clothes and wore a black mask on his face. He was holding a book in his hand and seemed to be reading while walking.
The Queen laughed and said, "Mr. Novelist, change your words next time. You always mention the weather every time you appear. Don't you have anything else to write about in your novel besides the weather?"
The man called a novelist laughed lightly: "According to my observation, weather is the most frequently appearing element in all novels. A true novelist can even use the same weather to express hundreds of different moods."
This isn't a novelist, this is a weather reporter... the boy muttered to himself.
"Oh my, every time I come here, I smell the smell of money. They make me intoxicated like fine wine. Good evening, everyone."
A somewhat lazy voice sounded at the door, and a man walked in. Like Tianyang, he was wearing a dark cloak and did not seem to be wearing a mask, but the hood covered his face above his mouth.
He was biting a piece of grass that he had picked from somewhere, giving people a frivolous and nonchalant feeling.
The novelist picked up his book and wrote on it while reading: "I saw the damn thief again. How much money will he steal from my pocket tonight?"
Mr. Thief smiled helplessly and said, "Mr. Novelist, our previous transaction was witnessed by Mr. Bidou. How can you use the word 'steal'? It's too hurtful."
"Am I late?"
As soon as the thief finished speaking, the fifth guest walked into the room. When he came in, Tianyang felt as if he was looking directly at a scorching sun, and his eyes felt a little stinging.
The queen was covered in jewels and precious stones, but now this guest was covered in golden armor. From head to toe, even the mask was shining with gold.
Under the light, it seemed as if a mountain of gold walked in.
Bidou showed a warm expression: "Welcome, Mr. Huang Jin, you've come just in time."
"Oh, really? That puts my mind at ease. Then, everyone, don't waste your time. Bring out the things you want to sell. I'll take care of everything."
Under the mask, Tianyang's mouth twitched. This guy is really rich. He didn't even look at what the other person had, or even asked the price, but just wanted to buy it all.
When can I buy things without asking the price
"Mr. Huang Jin, you know the rules of the party, please take your seat." Bi Dou smiled and reminded that one of the rules of the secret party is that guests cannot purchase all the "goods". It seems that this rule applies equally to all guests.
After Huang Jin took his seat, Bi Dou spread his hands and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, all the guests have arrived. I declare that tonight's secret party will begin!"