"-Yes, I am the black musician who has a little reputation lately."
Claude's vision went dark, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he almost died of shock.
The most terrifying thing in the world, besides death, is life worse than death. Most of the time, people who fall into the hands of the black musician will wander between the two and enjoy a double experience.
The torment of life being worse than death, and the despair of not being able to die!
"It turns out that your opposition to the professor was a lie!"
At this moment, he finally realized it and murmured desperately: "You have joined forces."
"If you're not smart enough, don't make random guesses. I'm just tricking you."
Ye Qingxuan shrugged: "After all, you jumped into the pit stupidly and couldn't stop me. I can't let the professor pick all the fruits by himself, right?"
"you!"
"I advise you not to act rashly."
The young man stared into his eyes and suddenly reminded him: "-There is no need to talk between us, do you understand?"
Claude's movements froze, and a glimmer of panic flashed in his eyes.
"If you can't satisfy me, no matter you live or die, I promise: the news that you are working as a lackey for the 'House' behind the back of the Royal Orchestra will spread throughout the streets tomorrow! You don't want to be punished even after you die. Nailed on the pillar of shame for betrayers?"
Claude was stunned, coughed out a mouthful of black blood, and yelled hoarsely: "Despicable!"
“If you’re afraid of being caught in a weak spot, it’s better not to do it in the first place.”
Ye Qingxuan sneered: "However, it would be even more uncomfortable to give up a bright future and act like a slut to others, right?"
"What do you know… "
Claude squeezed out his voice full of resentment: "How much effort have I put into climbing from a commoner to where I am now! If I don't rely on the House of Representatives, I can't even be a royal musician!"
"Being successful is not a reason to act against someone else, it's not even an excuse!"
Ye Qingxuan interrupted him coldly: "I'm not here to hear how difficult it is for you. If you don't want to be expelled from the Royal Orchestra, I'm afraid you have to have a good chat with me."
"…What do you want to know?"
"Who is the robin?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
"have no idea."
Claude sneered, seeming to be sarcastic and self-deprecating: "You paid the wrong attention. I have never seen him in person... I know nothing about the House of Representatives."
"Do you think I will believe it?" The young man sneered.
Claude's eyes rolled and his vision wandered: "If I haven't been injured, I can resonate with the world and swear to Dayuan... Hehe, but if I haven't been injured, why should I compromise with you?"
"It seems that you are still evil-minded?"
Ye Qingxuan stared into his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to clamp his chin. With his fingers in his mouth, he broke his teeth with a bang and forcibly pulled out a denture.
In Ye Qingxuan's hands, the thin porcelain dentures were crushed, revealing the blood-colored crystals hidden in them. Seeing that crystal fall into Ye Qingxuan's hands, Claude's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were gray.
"'Sage's Crystal'? It's been ten years. Has the place where you hide the medicine stayed the same?"
Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, scraped a layer of powder from the blood-colored crystal with his nails, and popped it into his mouth. The powder melted in the saliva and immediately turned into heat and spread.
Ye Qingxuan's body twitched, and his pale face, which had been anemic due to the use of the Eye of Indra, suddenly turned rosy. There was also a faint sign of weakness, and he almost had a nosebleed.
Sage's Crystal, this is a precious potion known as the second life. Only by swearing to be loyal to the royal family forever and joining the Royal Musicians can you get one.
Although the flesh and bones of the living dead are a bit exaggerated, as long as one does not die on the spot, nine out of ten people can be brought back from the brink of death.
"Good stuff."
Ye Qingxuan sighed and stuffed it into his pocket without hesitation: "—I accepted it."
Seeing his last hope taken away by Ye Qingxuan, Claude screamed furiously, struggling to get up from the ground and take it back.
But in addition to anger and resentment, there was an unspeakable fear in his heart.
Why does he know so much about the royal musicians? Why is he watching every move I make? Does this guy also have the heart sound of the Star Seeing Eye? !
Doesn’t it mean that after the fall, the heart sounds will also be distorted by the power of the evil god? Why does this guy dare to openly attack Avalon
Ye Qingxuan seemed to have noticed his thoughts, his eyes mocking. Under that contemptuous look, even the desperate struggle became ridiculous.
This is the overlooking of all thoughts, and the fear of walking naked under the scorching sun of ice and snow.
"Be honest, tell me the news from the council, and I will send you to see a doctor. With the treatment of the Psalm Musician, you still have the possibility of returning to the resonance level. Otherwise, you know how precious you are to the Black Musician. Materials, right?”
Claude was silent, his charred face full of despair, and finally made up his mind.
"I said."
He made a hoarse voice: "I only know how to contact 'Mockingbird'."
"Every time I want to contact him, I will..."
Inexplicably, his words stalled, and his charred and ragged face suddenly bulged.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, but he quickly reacted and pulled up Claude's collar angrily: "You planted a curse on him and you didn't even know it?! Come on, time is running out!"
Because he violated the taboo of not speaking, Claude's body was rapidly expanding, doubling in size in an instant.
Like a ridiculous balloon.
"...I am...when!"
Feeling the rapid onset of the curse in his body, he struggled in panic: "Robin, you...in my body..."
"Finish! Finish speaking! I will avenge you!"
Ye Qingxuan's expression changed suddenly, and he stared into those desperate eyes: "Where is the robin?! What is the connection between the parliament and Ye Lanzhou back then?!"
"me… "
Claude was about to explode from the boiling blood and looked desperate: "Ye Lan..."
"Say it! Say it!"
Ye Qingxuan's face was ferocious, looking at him as if he was crazy. But a hand suddenly pulled him up and dragged him out of the house before he could react.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Xi fell on him.
boom!
Ye Qingxuan only felt the ground behind him shake suddenly.
Scorched blood and fire spewed out from the cracks in the wall! Claude was detonated by the curse hidden in his body...
"You're crazy!"
Bai Xi stared at him as if looking at a lunatic: "He's about to explode, and you're still there! If I hadn't dragged you out, would you have wanted to be buried with him?!"
Ye Qingxuan got up from the ground and fell silent. He stared blankly at the blood washed away by the rain, and lowered his head in frustration:
"Sorry, I had something to ask him."
"That guy obviously doesn't know anything."
Bai Xi glanced at him: "I have seen this kind of people a lot. They are just smart fools, the kind who help count the money after being sold."
“…”
Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Cousin, why do I think you are using this guy to scold me?"
"hehe."
Bai Xi gave him a slap on the back of his head: "Why are you still standing there? Maybe there is something left."
Ye Qingxuan shook his head helplessly and walked into the messy room. After rummaging through it for a while, he only found a few commonly used performance supplies.
All the other alchemy equipment was either broken into pieces or damaged by the impact, and there were no other clues.
Bai Xi, on the other hand, cheered and discovered a rather advanced ether ball, which Ling pocketed without hesitation!
An ultra-high-precision ether ball dedicated to the Revelation School. This thing requires a special alchemist to customize it, and it is expensive.
It's a pity to throw it away. It's better to pick it up and use it!
"Oh, what a pity."
In the end, after Bai Xi completed his search, he still couldn't help but feel a little regretful: Why didn't this bastard learn from those Tianzhu people who were full of treasures
In the midst of regret, she seemed to have kicked something under her feet, and in the dust, a pale bone flute rolled out from the fragments.
Bai Xi's eyes lit up, and he picked it up from the ground. After washing away the blood stains in the heavy rain, he carefully picked up a large amount of it, with a look of surprise on his face.
Even Ye Qingxuan's suicide attempt just now was no longer a concern.
"Cousin, come here and take a look."
She called Ye Qingxuan, showed her discovery, and exclaimed in surprise: "It turned out to be a zodiac instrument! And it's a very high-end imitation. I guess that guy's entire net worth is on this! In the black market, this is said to be a hundred times as heavy. Good things that even the lapis lazuli can’t exchange for!”
"Do you know this?" Ye Qingxuan took it doubtfully and held it in his hand for a closer look.
"Of course!"
Bai Xi clapped his fingers and said: "You see, although it is made of bones, it can be made into a zodiacal instrument. It must be a precious material taken from the remains of some natural disaster. The effect is better than metal. Although I don't know yet. What kind of abilities does the alchemist add to it? But as long as it enters the market, there will be countless resonance-level musicians trying to grab it!"
"Eh? So powerful?"
"Of course."
Just as Bai Xi was making small calculations in his mind and flexibly converting various selling prices on the black market, a crackling sound suddenly came from Ye Qingxuan's hand.
She turned around in shock, only to see Ye Qingxuan who was also sluggish.
In his hand, the bone flute broke into a crack...
etc! Is that what happened if it cracked? ! This is a rare zodiacal instrument! It is far harder than lapis lazuli, and can even withstand the power of ether. There is no reason why it will break after being played with, right? !
The cracking did not stop, as if the end had been reached, cracks emerged from the bone flute one after another. The bone flute trembled and slowly opened a gap.
The fallen bones instantly turned into powder and fell into the water. Through the cracks, you can see the dense notes and complex lines engraved in the inner cavity.
Those are fine traces that require magnification hundreds of times to see clearly.
But now, all the notes and scores are dissipating quickly, fading like poor quality ink... disappearing without a trace.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Silver Maiden kept trembling, as if she was afraid of death but unable to resist. In the end... she was completely penetrated by a crack.
It was as if the container had been broken, and bits and pieces of light floated out from the crack, flying in the air like dust, and then rushed towards the culprit...
"What's going on?" Bai Xi's eyes widened.
"To be honest, I don't know."
Ye Qingxuan was also a little dizzy: "I never knew it had this function..."
At his fingertips, the "Nine Heavens Ring Pendant" emits a misty light, continuously absorbing the essence of the Silver Maiden, like an insatiable beast, not letting go of any bit.
It emitted a faint sound of a piano, and gently and skillfully tore apart the Silver Maiden bit by bit, until it was completely reduced to dust, and then returned to its original appearance.
Ye Qingxuan looked at the "Nine Heavens Ring Pendant" over and over again, wondering what was going on.
Bai Xi came over and looked at it carefully. After a long time, he raised his head and said, "Is nothing going to happen to it? What if it's broken?"
"No way?"
Ye Qingxuan was shocked. This was something passed down from his ancestors. Gu's father said that it was something passed down from his grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's generation.
If he's so bad, he won't be able to explain to his ancestors after he becomes a prisoner in the future!
He quickly unfolded the Jiuxiao Ring Pendant, and after tentatively playing a few bars, his expression became extremely strange.
"Uh..." He hesitated.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know why... the score in my memory suddenly has an extra section."
He looked at Bai Xi with a strange expression: "It's "Black Friday". It originally had five chapters, but now there's suddenly an extra chapter, and the order is completely different."
"One more paragraph?"
"Yes." Ye Qingxuan nodded: "It seems that even the name has been changed."
"Replaced with what?" Bai Xi did not respond.
""moonlight"."
Ye Qingxuan murmured in a low voice: "Its name is "Moonlight"."
"… cousin."
"Um?"
"Your dad is really good at playing."