4721. Chapter 4721 Let him change from a devil to a man
There was light in Jing Jiaren's smiling eyes, getting darker and darker.
The priest read from the Bible, and several nuns sang incomprehensible hymns.
Jing Jiaren sat there patiently, speechless and choked...
What can I say? In Leng Lintian's eyes, this is the day they die.
A nun took a leaf and dipped it in water, dabbed it on Jing Jiaren's body, sprinkled it on her body, and then walked around the place.
Leng Lintian was dressed in black, except for a pair of white gloves, which were folded on his body, and his eyes were filled with black holes.
The chanting ceremony took half an hour. The priest placed the carved box in front of her and she opened it with her own hands...
Opening the lid of the box, Jing Jiaren saw the music score, which was old and yellow and had some blood stains on it.
The gloved servant carefully picked up the music and placed it upright.
Let’s get started.
"I'll give you one last chance."
Leng Lintian's voice came again, his lazy sitting posture became tense, and his voice was extremely hoarse.
Jing Jiaren shook her head: "It's okay Leng Lintian, you don't have to be afraid at all."
She understood his inner fear——
Miss JANE died like this back then, which became a difficult question in his mind.
A pianist came up and tuned the music, a very special tune.
Only then did Jing Jiaren realize that this piano was the one used by Miss JANE——
Leng Linzhen always takes this piano with him wherever he goes.
"Beauty, I know every note of this melody engraved in my bones. Don't play it wrong..."
Jing Jiaren was stunned.
What he meant was that if she wanted to let go and deliberately play the wrong note - causing the function of the song of death to disappear - she could escape this disaster.
Jing Jiaren said nothing, put her fingers on it, tried the note, and started playing.
The sad piano music sounded, and Jing Jiaren concentrated her attention.
A very depressing sound filled the airtight room, quickly making people feel painful and uncomfortable.
The servants' expressions gradually became painful, but they did not dare to say a word...
Leng Lintian leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes, and listened to the painful melody.
As the melody deepens, a very high sound shakes people's eardrums.
In fact, "Black Sunday" does not rely on sadness to kill people, but on an unacceptable resonance in the melody...
Each wave of resonance is stronger than the last.
Jing Jiaren's mind was confused, but she insisted on paying close attention to the music score.
I don’t know why, but at this moment my mind suddenly thought of the dark drawer under the piano, with the words engraved in it:
[Please take my ashes with you and throw them out when you encounter bad people. Let me protect you for the last time.]
…
Thinking of the man who walked towards her with an evil smile, as soon as he held her hand, it became as gentle as water.
It was she who pulled him up from the abyss of hell, washed his world with warm light, and transformed him from a devil into a human being...
And in the end, she told him to return to hell, the lowest level of darkness.
Jing Jiaren's chest suddenly felt sweet, and a fishy smell slowly overflowed from her lips.
She is closest to the piano and is the most directly affected by resonance.
The servants close to her were in agony, with their mouths wide open. Some even pinched their throats and covered their ears, but they did not dare to make a sound.
Jing Jiaren's fingers seemed to stay on the keys mechanically, relying on a kind of super endurance.
My brain felt like it was hit hard by heavy metal, and I was about to faint at any moment.