MMB 218. Music Performance Kills People
218. Music Performance Kills People
When Lalati's violin sounded, everyone was shocked.
No one has ever imagined that the violin can actually make such a terrifying sound that seems to come from hell.
In the current dining car, there seems to be a huge blackboard, and then there are hundreds of wild cats, scratching across the blackboard with their paws.
It was also like thousands of rusted scrap irons being squeezed together, and the red rust kept rubbing against each other, making a "squeak, squeak, squeak" sound.
The moment Lalati played the violin, there was no doubt that everyone had goose bumps all over their bodies, as if they were getting an electric shock, from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
Not to mention those ordinary people, even senior ghosts like Qiu Xiaoye and Lu Tian were devastated by the sound, they covered their ears and couldn't resist it.
As for Lalati, it seems that when she started playing the violin, she was completely immersed in her own world. A string was scratched and drawn on the violin, and she didn't care about other people's feelings at all.
Finally, under Lalati's intensified torture, everyone couldn't take it anymore, and they covered their ears angrily and shouted: "Get out!"
"Get out!"
The calls to get Lalati to get out grew louder and eventually managed to interrupt his playing.
Lalati let go of the bowstring innocently, and said, "You guys don't know how to appreciate such beautiful music, you really have no musical talent."
The crowd really didn't want to bear it any longer: "Get out of the dining car quickly! Take your violin and get out."
Lalati said in embarrassment: "But I haven't eaten yet."
Everyone saw that he was a little too old, and it was not convenient to use violence to drive him away, so they had to say: "If you dare to touch that violin again, you will never have to eat again in your life."
Lala couldn't hold back these people, so she had to find a place to sit down honestly, and put the violin on a chair beside her.
Qiu Xiaolu saw Lala looking disgusted by everyone, curled her lips: "You really deserve it, you don't know how to play the violin at all, and you insist on running here to embarrass yourself."
[Geng] echoed from the side: "That's right, as far as the sound he makes, I'm afraid a dog sitting on the strings sounds better than him."
"Okay, don't say a few words." Qiu Xiaoye touched his mouth after eating and drinking, "Let's go, we should go back, there is nothing interesting in this dining car, why don't you go back to sleep early."
So the four stood up and went back to the presidential carriage.
Once again they passed several sleeper cars, scaring the occupants into silence.
Soon, the four of them returned to the [Presidential Car], Qiu Xiaolu opened the door with the key, and walked in, followed by [Geng], then Mo Zhibai, and Qiu Xiaoye walked in the back.
When the first three entered the room, Qiu Xiaoye took a step and was about to step inside.
Suddenly, a strange feeling came from the back of his head, like a murderous aura full of hatred, like a knife, poking at the back of his head.
This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and his whole body seemed to be covered with fleas.
But he turned his head and took a look around. The corridor outside the presidential carriage was empty, and no one passed by.
But where would that killing intent come from?
Qiu Xiaoye thought for a while, then turned to the inside of the car and said, "You guys rest first, I still have some things I want to deal with."
After finishing speaking, Qiu Xiaoye retracted the leg that stepped in, and closed the door of the [Presidential carriage].
After all, that strange murderous aura really made him feel too uncomfortable.
And he seemed to feel that that murderous aura was very familiar, as if it had appeared in front of him before.
If he didn't find the source of this murderous intent quickly, Qiu Xiaoye might not be able to sleep tonight, but would lie on the bed and count all the people he might have offended.
The train staggered, driving in a wilderness.
Once again, light snow drifted outside the window.
Qiu Xiaoye glanced at the passages on both sides, and they were all empty now, without any abnormality.
But it was this strange quietness that revealed a trace of weirdness instead.
If a few people passed by, Qiu Xiaoye could feel a little more at ease.
But now, the entire corridor was empty, just enough to allow those sharp killing intents to rush around, making Qiu Xiaoye's discomfort even more intense.
Who exactly?
Who is hiding around here, trying to do something to himself?
Of course, he can't guess it based on deduction alone. After all, people he knows or doesn't know, ghosts, or people, all want to kill him and get the three [Solo Cards] in his body.
Instead of waiting here and passively defending when that guy launches an attack, it is better to take the initiative to find that guy.
Go by gut feeling. Qiu Xiaoye turned his head and walked to the left, his intuition told him that that guy was hiding in this position.
Qiu Xiaoye stepped on the ground with a pair of canvas shoes, and approached the train connection step by step. As he expected, as he got closer, the strong killing intent became stronger and stronger.
Moreover, the guy who released the murderous intent didn't seem to retreat because of Qiu Xiaoye's approach, but came towards him instead.
The two people can't see each other now, but they both seem to feel each other's existence, so they are approaching each other across a corner.
Finally, when he was only three steps away from reaching the corner, the guy on the opposite side couldn't bear it first, and jumped out immediately.
A black shadow instantly arrived in front of Qiu Xiaoye. Looking forward, Qiu Xiaoye saw a black muzzle of a gun aimed at his forehead.
And behind that muzzle is a pair of immature but sharp eyes like knives.
Almost as soon as he saw those eyes, Qiu Xiaoye knew who he was.
Because that kind of hatred really left an extremely deep impression on him, in this life, the first time Qiu Xiaoye saw eyes that made him feel cold all over was from this guy opposite.
Opposite this is just a teenager, but his eyes have completely lost the childlike innocence and sadness.
Song curse!
How could Qiu Xiaoye forget him? That kind of knife-like eyes, that kind of mind that remained calm and rational after suffering a lot, all left a deep impression on Qiu Xiaoye.
"It turned out to be you." Qiu Xiaoye seemed relieved: "I still said who would cause such an obvious murderous look. If it was you, it would be much more reasonable."
Qiu Xiaoye has a relaxed expression.
But Song Ju still had a cold face, his eyes fixed on Qiu Xiaoye's face like a hungry wolf, and his pupils didn't even tremble.
"Actually, I could have killed you just now, but I didn't do it."