Chapter one hundred and ninetieth: spare no effort
But almost everyone was exhausted. The common people were "annihilated", and there were not many sober people left in Jun Luanjiu's team. And those who could participate in the battle had long been exhausted by the previous fighting. This
The monster is so huge that it blocks out the sky and the sun, and even the light that comes close to it will be distorted. If you get too close, your mind will be interfered with and hallucinations will occur.
Liu Shenghan used blood as ink to create a long barrier in front of her eyes, temporarily confusing the people who were coming. Then, she immediately grabbed Qi Huan's sleeve, and Qi Huan was startled.
Shenghan suddenly asked him
"Can you play the piano?"
"Slightly, do you understand slightly?"
"That's it."
"Uh-huh?"
Qi Huan didn't understand the causal relationship between this problem and the current situation. Liu Shenghan suddenly pulled him aside, and then stuffed the piano that Ao Yan had given her before into Qi Huan's arms. He didn't know what it was yet.
, I just felt it was heavy. When I opened the tattered cloth and took a look, Qi Huan was stunned for a moment.
"Oh, this piano is pretty good."
"Play a piece, whatever."
"Ah...?" Qi Huan touched the body of the piano and frowned slightly, "The yin energy of this piano is too strong, won't my lifespan be shortened if I play it?"
With a swipe of his pen, Liu Shenghan added color to the fading barrier, and casually replied, "I don't know."
"Wow, you're going to harm me just after I came back?"
"This is the only way to deal with them. Other than that, we have no choice. I will tell you where it comes from later, but no one knows why it is the weakness of the demon gods."
"Ah, indeed." Qi Huan held the piano and looked up and down thoughtfully, "This piano has a very special power. But to be honest, I really think this thing... will suck people's lifespan. And
This piano only has five strings, and all the ones I've seen have seven strings, so I may not be able to play it...forget it, let me take a look."
After saying that, he jumped back with Qin in his arms and jumped to the top of the high wall. He looked at Bai Ya who was fighting with Musician, as well as General and Aoyan who were desperately resisting, and their remaining teams - the two
He could count them on one hand. There was no other way. Since Shenghan said it was useful, let's study it. He touched the strings and felt that the strings were not like silk, but hair.
So he picked up a string with his fingertips. The sound of "boom--" was indeed different from ordinary strings.
But it was this weak, small sound that actually attracted the attention of the music god. This could be regarded as a help to Bai Ya. If he hadn't attracted it at this time, Bai Ya would have almost been killed by a weird scream.
Shocked and vomited.
Suddenly it came straight towards Qi Huan.
"It seems to be working!"
Ao Yan looked at Qi Huan, and he became nervous instantly. Who knew that he would get angry just by trying this way? He was a little panicked, knowing that although he knew a little about everything, he didn't study anything deeply. If he played the piano, what should he play?
And who would play the piano happily on the battlefield, he complained in his heart.
He tried to play Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu one by one. Just these few sounds, the music genius showed a strong reaction. Some sounds made it feel extremely irritable, and some made it hesitate, as if it was fear.
.I am afraid that the sound of this piano can make it physically and emotionally uncomfortable to a certain extent. But just to this extent, it cannot stop its pace. Its speed is so fast that the lower end almost leaves the ground, causing a wave of
Strong wind.
No matter what, it's important to save your life.
Qi Huan held his breath and meditated, and transferred his spiritual power to his fingertips. The lines on the back of his hand glowed again, looking a little hot. He brought down a row of fingers, scraped out a sound blade and hit it towards the music sky. This is not
It didn't sound like a nice sound, after all, it didn't require much technical attention, but even so, it still caused serious damage to the monster. Judging from its reaction, it was much more painful than being stabbed by Bai Yaqian.
It let out a whine, which surprised Bai Ya. Most of the time, he couldn't get close to the monster. Even if he got close, the knife would visually deform when he got close to it. But when he withdrew the knife, everything would change again.
After recovering, he was unable to judge where to cut. Even if he cut blindly with his eyes closed, the knife seemed to deflect strangely, making people confused. However, the music from the banjo could really hurt people.
Is it...or is it just a result of spiritual power?
Qi Huan looked at his left and right hands and pondered for a moment. Then, he tried to play a very fast melody with both hands. Many sound blades gathered together to form a colored airflow in the air, which hit hard on the
Musician’s body tore off a layer of its skin. This obviously angered
It hit it. It shook its head, then slammed it down, destroying the crowd in disorder. Many people were injured, and I am afraid many people died. Because when the musical genius raised its head, its big horns had changed.
It's bloody. Some solid material is stuck to it...is it a piece of meat?
Qi Huan panicked, and so did the others. It was not appropriate to attack it in this simple and crude way. If it were just an open space, there were dense buildings here, and countless people were pouring into the city. He turned around and saw
The "people" approached the city and had already broken open the city gate just by pushing each other. After all, no one would stop them.
"Think of another way!" Bai Ya shouted at him.
"I'm thinking!" Qi Huan patted his thigh hard, feeling a headache.
Aoyan turned around and asked Liu Shenghan, "Is illusion useful?"
"Faced with such a behemoth, even illusion is too limited." Sheng Han was worried, "Illusion is deception, but first we have to determine which one of the other party's five senses is the most sensitive... My illusion is just a street trick in front of this kind of thing.
.”
The general acted cruelly and knocked out one of his important generals with the barrel of his gun. Taking advantage of his breath, Jun Aoyan lamented.
"Is there really no other way?"
"...Yes, but it takes time, and I can't guarantee it."
Hearing Liu Shenghan say this, everyone seemed to be grasping at straws. Regardless of the price, as long as there is a way, then it is the best way.
"Fuck." Bai Ya was cursing again.
"Just say it!" Aoyan urged her.
"How long can you delay?"
"As long as the method you said works, we can keep delaying it."
Bai Ya didn't know where the confidence came from, but his words were probably filled with emotion. He took a deep breath and waited for Liu Shenghan to say her "unguaranteed" method.
"Please... foreign aid."
"But who will come to help us?"
"The Six Paths of Impermanence."
She raised her head, frowned and glanced at Qi Huan on the wall, and then looked at his hands, as if she had lost hope in his piano skills. She explained to Qi Huan
"But now we don't have the time or conditions to prepare the formation. I will ring the Huangquan Bell directly, and you just have to play it according to my tune. For the rest, no matter what happens, don't worry about it, and don't stop your hands."
Qi Huan hesitated, but now she had no other choice but to trust Liu Shenghan. Besides, she would not lie to them.
"Okay...just shake it."
So Liu Shenghan took out the Huangquan Bell. On that magical metal, there was engraved the Three Sun Moon that always only faces the human eye, as if it was actually engraved on the human eye. Only at this time could they think
Come on, she is actually Kisaragi-kun.
She also climbed up the wall in two steps and rang the bell. What came from the underworld bell was not the collision of the bell tongues, but a whimper that did not belong to the human world.
Qi Huan is not confident in his sense of music. He can only ensure that he knows how to play each note. But now it is useless to regret that he did not practice hard in the past - who knows what you will use when you are in trouble.
What? He could only hold his breath and listen to the whimpering melody
.It is not traceable like a song, Qi Huan had to identify it by feeling. Several times he felt that he had played it wrong, but Liu Shenghan said, no matter what happens, don't stop. He had to close his eyes,
Eliminate all other interference and completely entrust your own safety to other friends.
Without Liu Shenghan's writing skills, it became more difficult to resist those puppets and isolate the sound source. In the end, only three people were left who could fight, and they were not confident about how indestructible their will was. It is still clear to this day.
, it’s nothing more than roughly knowing the whole story and hanging on to it with just one breath.
They retreated steadily, and were finally forced under the high wall where Qi Huan and Sheng Han were. Bai Ya was more worried that Aoyan would become uncontrollable again, but it seemed that because Jun Luanjiu was around, she was very restrained. Likewise.
, all this also limited her performance. Otherwise, several people would not have been defeated so quickly.
"Young Master Bai should know some magic?" The general suddenly said to him, "I remember that your father was in the ring. In addition to swords, he was also proficient in magic skills. We can't continue to fight, I'm afraid we can only..."
Bai Ya pursed his lips and said nothing. He frowned, not knowing how to answer.
He raised his head and couldn't hear any sound coming from above, and he didn't know when it stopped. The sounds played by the two of them seemed to have been completely isolated. Was there some kind of barrier formed? But he shouldn't continue to pay attention now.
this.
"I don't like onmyoji. When I was a kid, I thought it was too fancy and I didn't learn much about it. My father didn't force me to practice it."
"Your spiritual roots are stable and your aura is rich. You should understand it quickly."
Aoyan also said, "Don't you think Qi Huan doesn't know how to play the piano? Let's treat a dead horse like a living horse doctor."
"That's what you said..."
They raised their heads again, but Qi Huan still had his eyes closed, probably not hearing.
In front of them is a dark crowd, almost all with blood stains on their faces. It may belong to others, or it may belong to themselves.
"Onmyoji requires a calm mind. My father says I am too impetuous."
"That's true."
"..."
But even in such a situation, couldn't Sheng Han and Qi Huan calm down? Thinking of this, Bai Ya seemed to calm down a little. Since others can do it, what's the reason why he can't do it? He
Taking a deep breath, the air was mixed with a faint smell of blood and the residual pungent smell. He didn't like it, but he still breathed it out slowly.
He took a step forward against the crowd, stretched out his left leg, and stirred up a shallow wave of dust. He took a step forward with his right foot again, his steps were very light, and his posture was "softer" than what others had seen before, but he was stunned.
He stepped out of a shallow pit. He rubbed the two knives in front of him and turned the blades slightly. The tip of the knife left a faint color in the air and stopped there. The black blade left white, and the white blade left black.
Heaven and earth have not yet opened, and there is no distinction between chaos and chaos.
Black and white, sun and moon, male and female, odd and even, hard and soft, black and yellow, heaven and earth, spring and autumn, purity and turbidity, right and wrong, good and evil...
