Hearing what the old man said, I felt even more excited. After all, my hidden profession is an exorcist. When I hear this kind of thing, I can't help but think of ghosts. So I hurriedly said goodbye to the old man and said, "Then I'll go up and have a look. My teacher, she..." Unexpectedly, the old man interrupted me and said, "She's not up there. She was the first one to be taken away by the ambulance." she."
I ignored the old man and went straight to the piano room. It's impossible that no one could see why only guzheng players get sick? There must be something fishy here!
I pushed open the door of the piano room and bumped into a girl. I asked first, "Classmate, is there anyone else in the guzheng piano room?" The girl glanced at me and said, "I am the guzheng player. What's the matter with you?" I didn’t know this person. I thought he was a freshman, so I asked, “Oh, it turns out he’s a junior sister. I’m your senior brother. Where are the others?” The girl glanced at me and then looked suspiciously. He looked at me and said, "Brother? I've never seen you before..." I shook my head helplessly, "My name is Shi Yan, Murong Shi Yan." I need to explain here. In fact, Shi Yan is just my name, and My surname is actually Murong. In fact, the name on my ID card is Murong Shiyan, but everyone thought my name was too long, so I just called me Shiyan. But because the name is so special, few people in the department don’t know my name.
After I introduced myself to my family, I saw this junior sister's eyes light up. "Hey, it sounds real. It's better than the photo..." I was too lazy to listen to her nonsense, so I interrupted her: "Where are the others? I heard that everyone is sick? What's going on? ?" She was frightened by my eager look, and stuttered a little: "Now, there is only one other person and me left. The other people and the senior students were also picked up by the ambulance." I felt a chill in my heart, so I grabbed the junior sister and headed straight for the piano room. She let out a soft cry when I pulled her, but she didn't break away and followed me towards the piano room. As I walked, I asked, "Is the teacher the first one to fall ill?" She said "hmm" but did not answer, obviously not knowing the purpose of my question. I asked again: "When did the teacher fall ill?" "Last week, I happened to be away that day, so I don't know the specific situation." She answered.
With that said, we have arrived in front of the piano room. To be on the safe side, I secretly opened my spiritual eyes and took a peek inside. Although my spiritual eyes can only see Qi, and if there are ghosts and monsters, I can only see black Qi, but it is still better than seeing a black eye. But the strange thing is that from the spiritual eyes, the entire guzheng piano room is very clean, with no trace of dirt at all. I looked back at the junior sister behind me. She also looked at me and then took out the key and opened the door to the piano room. Pushing the door open, I stood at the door and looked around, but I still didn't find anything strange. "Am I wrong?" I said to myself. The junior sister behind me saw that I was lost in thought, so she asked: "Brother Shi Yan, what exactly..." I was awakened by her words and turned around quickly. She blushed and asked, "Brother, what are you doing? Others in the department said that we hit something while playing the guzheng. Isn't that true? Now it's just me and another classmate. Is it okay? We both also..." Her voice became smaller and smaller, obviously she had nothing to say, but at this time I didn't have the heart to think about whether I had done something that could be misunderstood, so I quickly asked: " Did anything wrong happen before everyone got sick?"
I saw her shaking her head, and I thought to myself: No? How can it be? However, I just heard her say: "I don't know..." I was speechless for a while, so I asked again: "What happened in the school recently?" Then she said: "It's nothing special, just The school is preparing to expand, and construction just started last week. Not much else." I thought to myself, is this a big deal? Then I shook my head and prepared to walk out, but the moment I turned around, I seemed to see something out of the corner of my eye. I hurriedly looked back, but found nothing. At this time, I was already beating a drum in my heart. It seemed that this matter was getting more and more strange. I carefully looked around the entire piano room again. It was exactly the same as before I left school. There were rows of zithers. On the podium was our teacher Yang Na, who also had a zither...
"Huh?" When I saw Lao Yang's zheng, my heart suddenly moved. I quickly walked to the podium and leaned over to sit in front of the zither. One, two, three... Thirteen! Holy shit! This was not Lao Yang’s guzheng at all. Only then did I realize that this guzheng was not the same guzheng that Lao Yang originally used! Only then did I realize that this guzheng only had thirteen strings. It was an ancient guzheng! (Today's guzheng has twenty-one strings.) At the same time, I also found a little bit of cooked soil on the board of this guzheng. What does this mean? This really means that this thing was dug out of the soil! I raised my hand and fiddled with the strings of the zither. As the strings vibrated, a stream of yin energy steamed out from the zither!
I thought again about the expansion of the school that the junior sister mentioned just now. Could it be that this thing was dug out during construction? Thinking of this, I stood up. The junior sister next to me was startled by my sudden move. I quickly turned around and asked, "You just said that the school was expanding, so was this kite dug out from the construction site?" However, she shook her head and said, "No. I know." I thought to myself that I didn't know after asking three questions. Did this cost my life? But I can't care so much at this time. If this thirteen-stringed zither was really dug out from there, it would be broken! The strings on that zither were clearly new, which means that they were put on by Lao Yang. If this is the case, Lao Yang must have played the zither, and then everyone fell ill. This must be direct cause! So I rushed to the pipa room next door and asked their teacher about the origin of the guzheng. The answer I got was that when the expansion started last week, a wooden board was dug out of the construction site. The archeology professor in the school happened to be there at that time. At the scene, they immediately asked someone to take the wooden board out of the construction site. After cleaning it, they found that the thing was a zheng of unknown age, so the zheng was handed over to Yang Na to identify the specific age.
After learning about this situation, I walked out of the piano room and said to the junior sister: "Which hospital are they in now? Take me there."
I was speechless all the way. After arriving at the hospital, I learned that all the people were placed in the isolation ward, and all of them had the same symptoms - difficulty breathing and unconsciousness. At this time, there were people standing outside the isolation ward of the hospital, obviously all of them were family members of the patients. I opened my spiritual eyes and looked in through the windows of each ward. At first glance, I felt chills all over my body! I saw that everyone was wrapped in a strong layer of Yin Qi!
Yin energy entered the body, no wonder everyone was unconscious. It seems that I guessed it right. This must be the guzheng that the construction team dug out of the soil during the construction. Now that I think about it, that place is probably an ancient tomb of unknown age! Ancient tombs are actually very common, but no one can detect them without the iconic tombs. The archeology professor at that time must have seen the clues at a glance, otherwise it would not have been possible for the professor to unearth this guzheng by such a coincidence. at the scene. And Lao Yang was the guzheng teacher in this school, so the guzheng naturally came into her hands, and then she put the strings on the guzheng without any effort...
Thinking of this, I already understood it in my heart, and then I took out the "spiritual gourd" passed down to me by my father from my pocket...
End of the first volume