Chapter 44: Lonely Mountain does not speak at night
Twenty-one spiritual tablets were placed close to each other, crowded on a small altar. As the strings of the guqin broke, the tablets suddenly began to shake violently.
But even with such violent shaking and collision, there was no sound from the altar, just like the silent drama just now.
I don’t know how long these nameless spiritual tablets had been in this dark and silent room. They seemed to contain too much unwillingness and resentment. As the tablets shook, the whole room began to tremble, as if it would collapse at any time.
"It's too dangerous. Let's get out of here quickly."
Mo Qingcheng was anxious. It was weird enough that a room similar to a torture chamber appeared behind the stage. Now that something like this happened again, she felt extremely dangerous and wanted to leave here immediately.
"Ah... was there an earthquake?"
Unexpectedly, Bai Mo seemed not to hear her words, but murmured softly to comfort himself, looking at the spiritual tablets on the altar in trance.
The dust from the roof fell on his head and shoulders, but he didn't seem to notice it. He just looked at the spiritual tablets and murmured in a low voice.
"one."
"two."
"three."
"Four."
"..."
"twenty."
"Twenty-one."
He slowly read the numbers on the spirit tablet, then fell into a long silence, with a strange expression on his face, as if he had entered a strange state.
Mo Qingcheng noticed that with Bai Mo's silence, the spiritual tablets suddenly shook more fiercely, and so did the entire room. The ground kept falling, and there was a danger of collapse at any time.
She gritted her teeth and pulled Bai Mo to leave, but the latter's body remained motionless, like a hard and heavy rock.
She looked at Bai Mo and felt that his expression at this time was a bit familiar. The next second, soft singing suddenly sounded in the room.
"Sleep well, baby
The night has fallen
Bedside covered with roses
accompany you to sleep
little baby,little baby
Singing to lull you to sleep
Sleep well, baby
Moonlight fills the earth
The breeze blows gently
little baby,little baby
The singing will lull you to sleep."
A gentle lullaby sounded in this dim room. It was not yet dark outside, but it did not affect the power of this song to soothe people's hearts.
The candlelight beating in the wind gradually fell silent, and the dust that filled the sky stagnated slightly, and then fell to the ground slowly.
Mo Qingcheng's anxious mood dissipated, and when she came back to her senses, she saw the spiritual tablets standing quietly on the altar, no longer shaking, as if they had been comforted, just like when they first came in.
The crumbling room also stopped shaking, and everything fell into silence.
If some parts of the iron wall hadn't been broken and twisted, Mo Qingcheng might have felt that nothing had happened just now.
"Has the earthquake stopped..."
At the same time, Bai Mo seemed to have just come back to his senses and looked around blankly.
Mo Qingcheng hesitated to speak. She could actually detect some abnormalities in Bai Mo, but she didn't dare to expose them like this.
Whether it's the warning from the coffins in the cemetery or Lu Zhan's reminder, they all seem to indicate one thing - some things cannot be broken casually.
She didn't dare to test the price behind it.
"It should be considered a stop." Mo Qingcheng forced a smile and suggested, "How about we leave here?"
She was still frightened by the sudden change, and was afraid that the room would really collapse later.
And... where have the opera singers gone?
Bai Mo didn't answer, and looked down at the green guqin with all its strings broken. It was unknown what the guqin was made of, and its body was simple and elegant, covered with dust, as if it hadn't been used for a long time.
After a brief stare, he reached out and wiped the dust on the edge of the base.
A line of small characters is revealed.
There seemed to be another line of words at the back, but he hesitated for a moment and did not wipe off the dust behind it. Inexplicable emotions surged up, and he was afraid to read the words at the back.
Mo Qingcheng followed Bai Mo's gaze and looked over. Although the words on the base were not modern characters, she could still barely recognize them.
"The lonely mountain does not speak and the night does not sing..."
She read it in a low voice and wanted to wipe off the dust and read the content behind it, but Bai Mo stopped him and turned around and walked towards the door.
"It's time to go."
The girl was slightly stunned. Although she wanted to know what was written next, she suppressed her curiosity and hurriedly followed Bai Mo.
"Wait for me."
And just when he was about to reach the door, Bai Mo in front of him suddenly stopped, and Mo Qingcheng barely missed hitting him.
Turning his head, he saw Bai Mo walking towards the altar, straightening a few crooked spiritual tablets, looking at them carefully for a few seconds, and then turned around and left.
Mo Qingcheng was a little confused. The two of them walked out of the room one after another, closed the small door, took the camera and walked toward the entrance of the village.
Behind the two of them, a figure hiding in the darkness hurriedly followed.
Almost at the same time as the door closed, the candles in the room went out instantly, and the room fell into darkness.
…
He Lanlan was in a very bad state at this time. She looked sluggish and her physical strength was greatly drained. However, in order to survive, she still had to work hard to keep up with Mo Qingcheng and the guy carrying the camera.
She has been near the stage for a long time. She has been secretly observing Bai Mo and the two in the dark. She also saw the strange scene on the stage and couldn't help but feel terrified.
Mo Qingcheng only knew that there was a dead person on the stage, but she knew that there was probably no living person on the stage!
The Buyu Village is really too terrifying. If she hadn't carried a life-saving taboo sequence, she would have died at the entrance of the village.
He Lanlan was terrified when she thought of the man who was hanged on the tree at the entrance of the village. She understood that it was impossible to escape from Buyu Village, and the taboo sequence in her hand might not be hidden from that tree.
Judging from her past experience of sorting out news materials, that tree has at least a B-level strength!
Class B!
Extraordinary creatures of this level are beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding. It is impossible to break through forcefully. Even the guys in Huangquan can't do anything. They may even have been wiped out, let alone a small E-class like her.
A genetic warrior.
However, she and Wu Qing had the same idea on one point, and that was the way out.
In her opinion, if there is any way to leave Buyu Village alive...the only chance of survival lies with Bai Mo!
In fact, He Lanlan noticed Bai Mo's weirdness even earlier than Wu Qing, and had many speculations about it. However, she had issues with Bai Mo and Mo Qingcheng. It would be good if they didn't cheat her, and naturally it would be more
There was no hope that these two people would save her.
And after all, the Huangquan organization was too prestigious. Compared with other forces, she was more willing to believe in the strength of Wu Qing and others, thinking that she could quickly escape from the restricted area by following them, but unfortunately she failed.
In fact, she is not very afraid of being forced to explore the way by the people in Huangquan, after all, she has that thing in her hand.
He Lanlan put one hand in her pocket and took out a red invitation. One side was printed with a big word "囍", and the other side had a twisted crying face drawn with ink. The seal had already been opened, and she was killing it.
Press and hold.
If it weren't for this invitation - Taboo Sequence D - Hateful Invitation, she wouldn't have been able to survive until now. It was precisely because she used the invitation to escape to the stage that she saw the weird stage...
And the shadow under Bai Mo.
Among all the people, she was probably the only one who noticed something wrong with Bai Mo's shadow. It was like a writhing black hole, and one look at it made people despair.
It was at this moment, combined with the fearlessness Bai Mo had shown since entering the village, that she was completely sure of the suspicion in her heart——
Bai Mo is not simple, he is a powerful transcendent, strong enough to ignore all dangers in the Buyu Village!
Didn’t you see that the monsters in Buyu Village never attacked him?
In this way, it is not difficult to explain why Mo Qingcheng was able to leave Buyu Village alive.
She had never heard that Mo Qingcheng knew such a number one person before, so the two people probably met in the restricted area of Buyu Village...
At that time, this guy was also exploring the secrets of Buyu Village!
It's no wonder that this guy would speak for Mo Qingcheng. If he took Mo Qingcheng out of the restricted area, then of course he knows the cause and effect of this incident, and also knows whether Mo Qingcheng violated the so-called reporter ethics.
If you put it that way... Mo Qingcheng actually didn't make a mistake. What he said before was all about slandering her?
...Maybe, but what does it matter?
He Lanlan felt cold in her heart.
The quota for Xinhai Group will be issued to her today. It is basically a certainty. Even if Mo Qingcheng can go back alive, there is no way to undo this matter now, let alone...
Who says this woman can go back alive?
Until this moment, He Lanlan still did not forget to plot against Mo Qingcheng. The quota in Xinhai Group was quite precious. The fact that he could obtain the genetic medicine of Xinhai Group was enough reason to kill for it.
She licked her lips, held the invitation in her hand tightly, followed closely behind Bai Mo and the others, and walked toward the entrance of the village.
…
White candles rose up and flickered, illuminating the cold and dark room.
The sound of the chain dragging sounded, and a figure slowly walked into the room. The strange thing was that the chain was still dragging on the ground, but as he stepped into the room, the huge sound disappeared.
The man's upper body was naked, and his body was covered with large and small wounds, most of which had scabbed over. But with this movement, the small thorns on the iron chain moved, causing some small wounds on his body again.
But he seemed unaware and sat directly on the ground. His eyes were clearly blocked by the cloth, but he seemed to be able to see. He connected the broken strings on the green guqin one by one.
He moved very slowly, and it took him a long time to connect the strings.
With a gentle pluck, the strings beat.
Still no sound was made.
He remained motionless, as if he suddenly noticed the dust that had been wiped off the edge of the base, as well as the row of small black characters on the base.
The handwriting was familiar yet unfamiliar. It had been so long that he almost forgot who wrote this line——
Oh, it turns out I wrote it.
He smiled silently, wiped off the remaining dust, revealed another line of words, and then stared at the base for a long time.
"The lonely mountain does not speak and the night does not sing..."
The candle flame flickered, and the man plucked the strings again. Between the light and darkness, another line of words on the base was faintly visible.
"Who will listen to me when I play the harp?"
The fire went out, darkness came, and the room fell into silence for a long time.