Lao Cai said: "The props I just came yesterday are just the problems that happened last night."

Li Mazi said that fortunately you found us in time, otherwise you wouldn’t know how you died.

Lao Cai was so glad that he hurriedly asked us how we were going to clean up the guqin.

I said, "There is no other good way. Stay here tonight and take a closer look! See what's wrong with the guqin."

Old Cai said with a puzzled look on his face: "That... can I go out to live tonight? I am worried that I can't stand the instigation of Qinyin. What if I commit suicide?"

I know that Lao Cai is thinking that Li Mazi and I are young and doubt our abilities.

Before I could speak, Li Mazi spoke first: "Okay, you can go out and live! We can do it alone. By the way, don't you still have to go to work? You can go to work first, let's stay and study this guqin carefully."

Lao Cai hesitated for a moment and looked at us for some reason. He probably was worried that we would make trouble here, after all, the props here are valuable.

Li Mazi also realized that what he said was ambiguous, so she smiled and said, "It's nothing else, it's that some of the methods of Yinwu merchants are something that outsiders cannot see. If you want to stay, you can go upstairs."

Lao Cai finally said in a deep voice: "I'd better go upstairs! I've asked for leave there, so it's hard to explain if I go back..."

When he went upstairs, Li Mazi immediately asked me if I could find clues about the night dragon eating 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 of the ancient tomb will be more or less affected by the original owner, and perhaps the master's soul will be inhabited.

So I suspect that there is probably the soul of the original owner in this guqin. Every midnight, I will come out to play the piano.

If we can summon this dead soul and ask about Ye Long Die, it will naturally be the best.

I told Li Mazi what I thought.

Li Mazi was a little worried: "Will the owner of the Guqin tell us about Ye Longdan's whereabouts? And if this Guqin was stolen by a tomb robber, does that mean that Ye Longdan was also stolen?"

Yes, Li Mazi's worries make sense.

But now I have no other good solution, I can only try this method.

Under my persuasion, Li Mazi also agreed.

We went to the black market immediately and bought things we might use at night.

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

We bought the shroud from the funeral home. Although the shroud is the better the longer it is, now we are in urgent need of time and there is no place to make any old shrouds. We can only replace it with a quilt that has just been wrapped in a car accident for two days.

In addition, Lao Cai brought two small bottles of cow tears from a nearby farm.

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

After a simple dinner, we watched TV bored. In order to avoid being confused by the sound of the piano, I applied cow tears to my eyes and ears respectively.

This will make our ears and eyes brighter, so as not to immerse ourselves in the piano music like Lao Cai.

To be honest, I am really a little worried that the piano sound will instigate us to commit suicide!

Time flies so fast that after watching a few episodes of American dramas, it was almost the early morning.

I got up and walked to Maoyan to see the guqin outside.

But when I saw this, I was stunned.

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

I was so scared that I shivered all over. Damn, whose eyes are these? How long have he been standing outside the door?

Seeing my appearance, Li Mazi also realized that there was something wrong with the door, so she hurriedly ran up and looked outside through the cat's eyes.

Just after taking a look, Li Mazi immediately opened the door, and my heart suddenly felt as if I was shocked and twitched.

What door did this idiot open? It alarmed the other party, which was very unfavorable to us!

Unexpectedly, after opening the door, I saw Lao Cai standing at the door with a dull look on his face, grinning at us, and saliva was flowing out.

Li Mazi didn't even see that Lao Cai had a problem and said angrily: "What kind of nerves do you get when standing at the door in the middle of the night? I want to scare people to death."

However, Lao Cai ignored us and just stood there and smiled foolishly, and blocked the door frame with his body.

I immediately became nervous, hurried to the coffee table, and picked up the black blood. As long as Lao Cai was a little strange, I would splash Lao Cai with the black 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 for the other party to do this.

Sure enough, there were unclean things attached to the guqin. Now the unclean things have begun to control Lao Cai.

Li Mazi retreated to me and asked tremblingly: "Who are you? Is Ye Longdan in your hands?"

Li Mazi was really anxious enough, and he asked Ye Long Dan as soon as he came up.

Lao Cai ignored Li Mazi and opened the door to the maximum. He then 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 the preparation work during the day was in vain. We originally wanted to use these things to force the undead attached to the guqin, but now, the undead actually appeared on his own initiative.

And judging from the appearance, it does not seem to hurt us, but it is prepared for any reason. If he is cheating, we can use these things to resist.

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

"What should I do?" Li Mazi asked quickly, "Do you want to stop him?"

I hesitated for a moment, and finally shook my head vigorously. The other party's performance 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 am not familiar with the rhythm, but I can still hear it. The other party played it, it should be an ancient tune.

Because Lao Cai's hands are used to carry props all year round, there are thick layers of calluses on his palm. When playing the guqin, he needs to move his fingers and respond with agile sensitivity. Such a pair of calluses can even play such a moving rhythm. It is conceivable that the owner of the guqin should have been a master of playing the piano during his lifetime!

It was a very famous song "High Mountains and Flowing Water" in ancient times. The ancient style and ancient songs are essentially different from the sounds in the tape. Sometimes they are surging and high, sometimes they are as elegant and calm as the raindrops fall. Even Li Mazi, a big man, was attracted by the wonderful sound of the piano and was fascinated by the sound of the music.

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

A sloping stream was shuttled through the mountains. An old man in his seventies was sitting upright on the stone in the stream, his hands flexing the strings, and the ancient piano sound was emitting, flowing slowly with the stream.

The stream seemed to be controlled by an old man, with high and exciting piano sounds, and the stream also stirred up storms and waves, covering the sky and rushing endlessly.

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

The little fish and shrimps were playing in the water, enjoying the wonderful sound of the piano. In the end, they were completely impressed by the sound of the piano, standing obediently, listening to the moving sound...

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

Suddenly, with a noisy "buzzing" sound, the strings broke, and the scene in front of me changed instantly. The small bridge and flowing water disappeared, and replaced by the old vines, old trees and crows, bringing people endless depression.

Old Cai looked at Guqin in a daze, and his tears flowed down.

He turned his head and looked at us: "Without a soulmate, what's the use of me wanting this piano?"

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

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