Just as he was about to speak, Lingpingan caught a glimpse of the guest's hand holding a teacup out of the corner of his eye.
"Six fingers?" Lingpingan was slightly stunned, and then he put the matter behind him.
Meow!
At this time, the kitten Best who had been sleeping on the counter woke up.
It stood up and jumped to Lingpingan's feet.
"Little darling..." Lingpingan said to the little guy lovingly: "Are you awake?"
Meow!
The little guy barked softly and circled around Lingpingan's trouser legs, as if he was showing off something.
It's a pity that Lingpingan doesn't understand at all.
Song Shihui looked at the cat that suddenly jumped up from the counter.
His pupils suddenly shrank.
Because he knew that just today, the Kingdom of Egypt announced that it would regain the canal occupied by the rebels.
He immediately picked up his cell phone and clicked into the Black Guard's intranet.
Sure enough, an intelligence report from Kunlun Prefecture appeared in the announcement area.
The high priest of the Kingdom of Egypt took action, and seven great wizards of Voodoo were killed in the battle!
He clicked on the report from the Kunlun State Intelligence Department, glanced at it briefly, and immediately took a deep breath.
According to the report, the high priest received the blessing of the cat goddess, so he exploded with power comparable to that of a lieutenant general!
Killed seven great wizards of the Voodoo Sect in one fell swoop.
The extraordinary power that has supported the rebels for a long time will be wiped out in one fell swoop!
This means that there is no obstacle for the Kingdom of Egypt to regain the canal.
Today, with the revival of spiritual energy, the civil wars in most countries are actually wars between extraordinary beings.
An extraordinary person showed overwhelming power.
The other side has no other choice but to wait and surrender!
After all, most countries cannot even form a tank regiment.
In a place like Kunlun State, if there are only a few old-fashioned bombers, they can already overwhelm surrounding areas in terms of conventional power.
As for in the East...
Because of the federal empire, most countries no longer have standing armies.
Fuso and Silla, even the armed forces have been abolished.
Only the armed police were retained to suppress the riots.
The military expenditure of most countries remains at several million dollars all year round.
Because there is no need!
Brother, take care of anything!
It is only in a place like Qinlu that a country with a population of 20 million can have thousands of tanks and dozens or hundreds of advanced fighter jets.
"It seems..." Song Shihui thought: "She is indeed the Egyptian cat goddess!"
This is a sure thing.
Thinking of this, Song Shihui couldn't help but pick up the tea cup and take a sip.
The sweet tea flows into the throat and instantly turns into a stream of spiritual liquid? It penetrates into the mind.
It didn't just make his spirit condense.
Even my thinking suddenly became clearer.
Song Shihui felt the benefits of this sip of spiritual liquid, and he was even more shocked.
"He is telling me..."
"I'm worried that you are too stupid? You can't understand and interpret my intentions, so I gave you this cup of spiritual tea to help you open your mind?"
"What a confidence!"
"How arrogant!"
Just when I was feeling frightened, I heard that voice in my ears.
"Guest..." He asked, "Do you like music?"
Song Shihui nodded. He put down the tea cup and replied with a smile: "Your Excellency, you have a sharp eye... I am indeed a lover of pleasure..."
He took out the magic weapon from his pocket.
It is made of bronze and is completely black.
He held a copper hammer and struck it gently.
Palace, Zheng, Yu, Shang, Jiao.
The five tones were struck one after another, and the sound echoed in this bookstore.
"It's just a trick..." Putting down the hammer? Song Shihui laughed: "I'm showing off my embarrassment!"
Lingpingan looked at it and put his pet aside.
Music? To be honest, he doesn't understand.
but……
Looking at the copper cap, he felt an inexplicable impulse.
I wish I had a big drum in front of me so that he could have a good time!
such a pity……
But never mind!
I don’t know how I can be deceived.
Lingpingan then smiled and said: "To be honest, I am better at playing drums..."
This is the truth!
How many times had he played the drums in the dream? Every time, the audience in the dream was very enthusiastic!
He even remembers it once in a dream? The audience was just as fanatical as the traffic fans, or even more fanatical.
That's such a sweet dream!
Called Lingpingan, so far, I have endless aftertaste!
Therefore, he said: "Once, I played drums and made music in front of countless people..."
"That scene was really..."
Song Shihui listened, his eyes burning.
He understood that this person would never hit the target without aim.
It is impossible for an ancient god of His stature to lie.
so……
What did He want to express?
Did He play before countless gods?
No!
Song Shihui knew that the personality of this ancient god could not be like that of the God of Music.
There is no doubt that His status belongs to the level of main god, god king, and emperor of heaven in myths and legends.
It might even be higher.
so……
There was only one record in Song Shihui's mind at the moment.
During the time of Shun, there were some seedlings that refused to obey, and Yu was about to attack them. Shun said, "No, practicing martial arts without great virtue is unethical. He practiced teaching for three years and danced with his hands, but the seedlings were obeyed!"
so……
What He means is: I once beat the drums and frightened all the gods? All the gods were subdued and kowtowed three thousand times to praise my power?
do you mean this?
So Song Shihui smiled and said, "That must be a wonderful scene!"
"Yeah..." Lingpingan recalled the scene in his dream: "That was quite wonderful!"
“At that time, countless people were impressed by my drumming!”
The things in dreams are things that happened before - even though it was in a dream.
But Lingpingan believes that this is not a lie.
Song Shihui then said: "If I have a chance, I can attend the meeting..."
Lingpingan was stunned for a moment, and he said nonchalantly: "Guest, you probably can't go..."
In the dream, how could he get there?
Although Lingpingan suffers from prosopagnosia, but... he is 100% sure that he is not Long Yangjun!
so……
If this guest appears in my dream...
Lingpingan felt that he might be scared to death.
Prosopagnosia is understandable.
Long Yangjun, I really can’t accept it!
So, he decisively changed the subject: "Guest, why did you come so late?"
Song Shihui understood what the other party meant.
He... is too weak.
There is no qualification to participate in such a grand event.
even……
It is very possible that the subtext is: I am afraid that you will be knocked away by my drum!
And this is very possible.
Nowadays, the invasion of mountain and sea myths is getting more and more profound.
Many things recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas have therefore been translated and studied.
In the Classic of Mountains and Seas, it is recorded that the Yellow Emperor used Kui cowhide as a drum to shatter the souls of countless demons and ghosts.
Listen to the other person’s questions again.
Song Shihui immediately raised his hand and said: "To be honest with you, I love music... I heard that there are a lot of... um... books here..."
He wanted to say 'Strange Books and Holy Scriptures', but he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips.
Because his soul told him to obey the rules here.
The rule is: you can't say words that are not allowed.
When Lingpingan heard this, he was very happy: "Guest, you are really at the right place!"
"I do have many books of music here!"
"I'm not bragging...the music library I have here...well...is one of a kind!"
With that said, Lingpingan stood up.
"Guest...please wait..."
"I'll get it for you..."
So he said goodbye, hummed a little tune, and walked towards the bookshelf behind him.
"Her eyes... her eyes... seemed to be shining like stars..."
"See... see... see... panic..."
Singing softly in Guangnan accent.
Cheerful and relaxing!
Lingpingan felt like he was walking a little lighter.
only……
"When did you hear this?" He felt that he was becoming more and more forgetful.
………………………………
Sitting on the sofa, Song Shihui looked at the ancient god and stood up.
He seemed very happy.
The fire in the foggy head danced gently with joy.
The eyes were spinning.
He slowly walked towards the depths of the bookstore.
And the soft hum slowly sounded.
"Her eyes... her eyes... seemed to be shining like stars..."
This voice seemed to be singing from the underworld.
Just listening to it, Song Shihui felt that his mind had been frozen.
Countless ghosts seemed to appear before my eyes.
These ghosts are flying, chasing and playing in the bookstore.
"See... see... see... panic..."
One after another, terrifying figures appeared around these ghosts.
It seems to be black and white and impermanent, also like a bull's head and a horse's face.
Faintly, a huge and terrifying figure was projected on the floor of the bookstore.
That huge single horn forms a circle with nine curves!
"Uncle Ghost!" Song Shihui swallowed.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look at the ancient god who was chanting and walking towards the abyss.
He saw that the ancient god's feet had already left the ground.
He was suspended and walking lightly.
Every foot steps on a piece of rotten, void, and twisted soil.
The sound of every step seemed to come from the underworld.
"Even Uncle Ghost...is one of his guards?"
Song Shihui was extremely horrified.
Uncle Ghost!
The legendary god who controls the underworld.
There is even more evidence that He transformed into the Lord of Mount Tai after a long period of time.
What's more important is that there are also his shadows in the myths of mountains and seas.
"Where does this bookstore owner... come from?"
Song Shihui didn't dare to think about it anymore.
but……
"This song..." He recalled the tune the other person whispered.
Song Shihui's fingers moved slightly.
Palace, Zheng, Shang, Yu, Jiao...
He raised his head and looked at the cat goddess sitting opposite the sofa, staring at him.
Song Shihui immediately smiled apologetically, not daring to reorganize the score in his mind.
but……
Half of the sentence had already been written down by him.
Song Shihui knew...
With just this half sentence, if he could exert one-tenth or even one percent of the power of the bookstore owner.
So……
He will have another trump card against the enemy!
Maybe he can give his enemies a surprise at a critical moment!
