Chapter 194 The eyes outside the door

Lao Cai said: "The props that just arrived yesterday are just the problem that occurred last night."

Li Mazi said that it was fortunate that you found us in time, otherwise you would not know how you died.

Lao Cai felt happy for a while and quickly asked us how we planned to clean up the guqin.

I said: "There is no other good way. Let's stay here tonight and observe it carefully! Let's see what's wrong with the guqin."

Lao Cai said with an expression of embarrassment: "Well... can I go out and live at night? I'm worried that I won't be able to stand the bewitchment of the music. What if I commit suicide?"

I know that Lao Cai thinks that Li Mazi and I are young and doubts our abilities.

Before I could say anything, Li Mazi spoke first: "Okay, you can go out and live! The two of us can handle it. By the way, don't you still have to go to work? You can go to work first, and we can stay. Study this guqin carefully."

Lao Cai hesitated for a moment and looked at us inexplicably. They are probably worried that we will cause trouble here, after all, the props here are valuable.

Li Mazi also realized that there was an ambiguity in what he said, so he smiled and said: "Nothing else, it's just that some of the methods of the femininity merchants cannot be seen by outsiders. If you want to stay, you can go upstairs."

Lao Cai finally said in a deep voice: "I'd better go upstairs! I've already asked for leave there, and it won't be easy to explain when I go back..."

He went upstairs, and Li Mazi immediately asked me if I could find any clues about Yelong Tao from this guqin.

I checked it carefully and found that there was still moist soil under the guqin, which should have been dug out of the ancient tomb.

Things dug out from ancient tombs will be more or less affected by the original owner, and the owner's ghost may live in them.

Therefore, I suspect that this guqin may contain the soul of its original owner, who would come out to play the guqin every midnight.

It would be best if we could summon this dead soul and ask him about Night Dragon.

I told Li Mazi my thoughts.

Li Mazi was a little worried: "Will the owner of the guqin tell us the whereabouts of Yelongzao? And if this guqin was stolen by tomb robbers, does that mean that Yelongzao was also stolen?"

Yes, Li Mazi's worries are quite reasonable.

But now I don't have any other good way, I can only try this method.

After my persuasion, Li Mazi also agreed.

We immediately went to the black market and bought things we might need for the night.

Black dog blood, shrouds, peach wood piles and some broken clay pots.

We bought the shroud from the funeral parlor. Although the older the shroud, the better, but now we are pressed for time and have no place to trim the old shroud. We can only use the shroud that was just wrapped in the car accident two days ago. Dead body quilts instead.

In addition, Lao Cai was asked to get two small bottles of cow tears from a nearby farm.

After everything was ready, we piled everything up on the second floor, then sat in a room where we could see the guqin at a glance, and secretly observed it.

We had a simple dinner and watched TV out of boredom. In order to avoid being confused by the sound of the piano, I painted my eyes and ears with cow tears.

This can make our ears and eyes bright, so as not to be immersed in the sound of the piano like Lao Cai.

To be honest, I am really worried that the sound of the piano will encourage us to commit suicide!

Time flies by so fast. After watching a few episodes of American TV series, it’s almost early in the morning.

I got up and walked to the cat's eye to look at the guqin outside.

But when he saw it like this, he was immediately dumbfounded.

A dry and cloudy eye was pressed against the cat's eye, staring at us.

I was suddenly frightened and trembled all over. Damn, whose eyes are these? How long had he been standing outside the door?

Seeing my appearance, Li Mazi also realized that there was something wrong with the door, so he hurried up and looked outside through the peephole.

After just one glance, Li Mazi immediately opened the door. My heart suddenly felt like an electric shock and started twitching.

What kind of door did this idiot open? He alerted the other party, which is very detrimental to us!

Unexpectedly, after opening the door, I saw Lao Cai standing at the door with a dull expression on his face, grinning stupidly at us, and drooling.

Li Mazi didn't notice that there was something wrong with Lao Cai, and said angrily: "Why are you so nervous standing at the door in the middle of the night? You want to scare people to death."

However, Lao Cai ignored us and just stood there, giggling, and blocking the doorframe with his body.

I immediately became nervous and hurried to the coffee table and picked up the black dog's blood. As long as there is anything strange about Lao Cai, I will splash Lao Cai with blood.

Li Mazi also noticed that Lao Cai was blocking the door, and stretched out his hand to push Lao Cai.

I immediately stopped Li Mazi and told him not to act rashly. There must be a reason why the other party did this.

Sure enough, there was something unclean attached to the guqin, and now that unclean thing has begun to control Lao Cai.

Li Mazi retreated to my side and asked tremblingly: "Who are you? Do you have Yelong Tao in your hands?"

Li Mazi was really impatient and asked Ye Long as soon as he came up.

Lao Cai ignored Li Mazi. After opening the door as wide as possible, he walked stiffly along the stairs to the first floor.

Li Mazi and I immediately followed with the things we prepared during the day.

It seems that today's preparations during the day were in vain. We originally wanted to use these things to force out the undead attached to the guqin, but now it's good, the undead actually appeared on its own initiative.

And from the looks of it, it doesn’t seem to mean any harm to us, but it’s just a precaution, so that if he’s trying to trick us, we can use these things to resist him.

Unexpectedly, Lao Cai went to the bathroom, washed his hands, burned a stick of incense, sat in front of the guqin, looked at the guqin, and sighed softly. Then he closed his eyes, put his hands on the guqin, and started playing.

"What should we do?" Li Mazi asked quickly: "Should we stop him?"

I hesitated for a moment and finally shook my head vigorously. The other party's behavior was very gentle and did not mean to hurt us. There must be a reason for him to do this, so it's better to see what he wants to do.

I'm not familiar with music, but I can still tell that what the other party is playing should be an ancient tune.

Lao Cai's hands have a thick layer of calluses on his palms due to years of moving props. Playing the guqin requires nimble fingers and sensitive sensing. Such a pair of calloused hands can actually play such a moving rhythm. It is conceivable that the owner of the guqin must have been a master of playing the guqin during his lifetime!

It was a famous piece of music called "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" in ancient times. There is an essential difference between ancient music and the sounds in the tapes. Sometimes it is surging and high-pitched, sometimes it is as elegant and calm as light raindrops. Even Li Mazi, an old man, is attracted by the beautiful piano music and is mesmerized by it.

When I was completely immersed in it, I could actually feel the wonderful visual enjoyment brought by the beautiful piano sound.

A broad stream shuttled through the mountains. An old man with sparse white hair sat on a stone in the stream. His hands nimbly plucked the strings of the piano. The simple sound of the piano radiated out, slowly following the stream. Slowly flowing.

The creek seemed to be controlled by the old man. The music of the piano was high and exciting, and the creek also set off stormy waves, rushing overwhelmingly.

The sound of the piano is gentle and elegant, while the stream is quiet and peaceful, flowing gently.

The small fish and shrimps were playing in the water, enjoying the beautiful music. In the end, they were completely impressed by the music, and stood obediently, listening to the moving sound...

The sound of the wind, the sound of water, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers were such a harmonious scene. Li Mazi and I completely forgot the purpose of coming here and just immersed ourselves in the sound of the piano.

Suddenly, with a noisy "buzz" sound, one of the strings was broken. The scene in front of me changed instantly. The small bridges and flowing water and the people disappeared, replaced by withered vines and old trees and dim crows, which brought endless joy to people. of depression.

Lao Cai looked at Gu Qin in a daze, with a look of aggrievement on his face, and tears streaming down his face.

He turned to look at us: "If I don't have a close friend, what's the use of this piano?"

After saying that, Lao Cai actually raised his guqin and slammed it on his thigh.

The guqin hit Lao Cai's knee hard and broke into two pieces.

At the moment when the guqin was broken into two pieces, Lao Cai suddenly let out a scream from his throat, then swayed and fell to the ground.