PFC Chapter 575 Chapter 279
Chapter 575 Chapter 279
Chapter 575. 279. Tranquil Night
Xia Beiluo sighed.
It turns out that the 'guitar' is a musical instrument, so I was really happy for nothing.
Music, painting, and literature are areas strictly controlled by the church.
Ordinary people are exposed to either the gospel poems and eulogizing chapters disseminated by the church, or the electronic music synthesized by machines, which is cheap and repetitive, and only appears to numb people's boring souls.
Only those with knowledge, or the nobles of the upper class, can learn and appreciate elegant traditional music, as well as gorgeous and romantic symphony orchestras.
No matter how you look at it, the 'guitar', which seems to be neither accompaniment for singing praises, nor performing in halls for dignitaries, will definitely not sell for a good price.
"But even so..."
Xia Beiluo picked up the guitar and looked at its streamlined outline like a blade. It didn't feel like a musical instrument, but like a weapon.
The silver chrome-plated piano surface looks very cool, with a roaring dragon painted in heavy ink on it, as if venting its anger to the world.
Xia Beiluo glanced at the magic exorcism circle, but there seemed to be no reaction, which meant that there was no evil spirit entanglement.
Although her grades are mediocre, she still has an incomparable understanding of the basics of spiritism.
Violet Star's education believes that all things have spirits. If objects that have been with human beings for a long time, they will also be contaminated with the influence and aura of the owner. Even if consciousness is born, it is normal.
"...Think about it carefully, you are really pitiful."
Xia Beiluo gently stroked the surface of the piano, comforting the soul of this instrument:
"How long have you been alone underwater? The owner may have died in a car accident, leaving you with a guitar in the world."
"You are lonely, it's okay, I am the same. Let me tell you, I have no friends, no family, just like you, living alone in the world. So please forgive me, I may have to rely on you to sell some money to eat ,sorry!"
Xia Beiluo said, checking the condition of the piano body.
Surprisingly, this guitar shows almost no signs of wear, not even a trace of use.
What a pity it was probably meant to be given to someone as a gift, but it was left underwater for a long time because of a car accident.
"Surely you want to perform on stage? You also want to bring your piano sound to the audience, and let people shout and praise you?"
Xia Beiluo comforted and said:
"Speaking of which, it's the first time I've come into contact with an instrument like yours—it's estimated that many people don't know what a guitar is. It's hard to sell it at a good price...but it doesn't matter, I will keep you with me for a while, say Maybe one day someone who sees you right will take you away, and then you will have a chance to be played, and I will be rich."
Xia Beiluo was full of curiosity about this novel musical instrument.
"Speaking of which, when the time comes to introduce it to others, I have to figure out how you should use it—like this, play it with your hands?"
As Xia Beiluo said, she pointed her fingertips towards the strings and flicked downwards.
thump——
When the wine glasses collided, Li Aoz took a sip, and the sour taste made him feel a slight frown. This subtle move made the waiter on the side feel drunk first, and then hurriedly stepped forward to apologize:
"I'm sorry! The quality of our drinks is not good enough to make you suffer. Please forgive me, it's not our intention, it's just that the place is too small and we can't find a better one..."
"Well, this is not your problem, but this body is too delicate."
Li Aoz put down his wine glass, then manipulated the knife and fork of the silverware to cut the steak by himself, ate the food casually, and asked at the same time:
"Is your Tranquility City under the jurisdiction of [Ghost Lord] parish?"
Due to poor hospitality, the waiter explained enthusiastically:
"Yes, our Tranquility City is attached to the protection of the diocese to avoid the erosion of the 'Desolate Sea'."
"What is the wild sea?"
The caramelized snail took a bite of the lobster omelet and drank the warm corn juice, asking curiously.
"Hey, guest, don't you come from the Christian district in the core area?" The waiter was slightly surprised.
"Ah, this..."
"It doesn't matter where we come from. It's no good for someone of your status to know too much."
Li Aoz wiped his mouth and explained:
"You haven't heard that the wild sea is normal. After all, the abnormal phenomenon that occurs once every ten years cannot be caught up at any time. If it is protected too well, you may even doubt the existence of the wild sea."
"What you said is really reasonable! Many people have never suffered a loss, so they say that there is no suffering in the world."
The waiter smiled and said:
"Then I will explain to the gentleman."
"The origin of the so-called wild sea is not complicated. Since ancient times, because of participating in the war outside the abyss, the demon gods who died in battle and were sealed were pressed deep in the core of the Violet Star. Over time, their corpses festered and decayed. A corrupting force of evil breeds."
"Everyone also knows that there are always large areas of uninhabited but empty abandoned cities among the cities of Violet Star. That is the end of being swept away by the devilish energy of the wild sea."
"No matter how strong or weak, even the legendary false gods of the Zeta order descend into the world, and they will die under the wash of demon energy."
"Fortunately, our great [Ghost Lord], [Void Emperor], [Yuanyuan Tianzun] three supreme gods prevented us from being destroyed by the demon gods outside the abyss."
"The devil?"
The caramel snail muttered.
It was the first time he had heard this statement.
"Yes, think about it. There must be a reason why the church does not let us look up at the stars and forbids people from exploring the universe. The church must have done this to protect us."
The waiter said of course:
"The church protects us, guides us to transform our living environment, and teaches us to be servants of the Lord God. In this case, those god warriors who intended to harm us in ancient times are not demon gods."
Prohibition of... exploring space?
The caramel snail was taken aback, this time he managed his expression and mouth very well.
"When was your diocese taken over by the Church of the Lord of Ghosts?"
Li Oz asked.
"40 years ago." The waiter said with a smile: "Before that, Tranquility City was always under the jurisdiction of [Yuanyuan Tianzun] Church."
40...
Li Aoz estimated the time.
"Just right."
The caramel snail said curiously:
"Speaking of which, it seems that you don't dislike the [Ghost Lord]'s superior position?"
"Well, how should I put it?" The waiter thought about it distressedly, and said, "When [Yuanyuan Tianzun]'s psychic and shaman were still there, we didn't have the freedom to marry and fall in love. Everyone's marriage partner needs to be strictly determined by the priest Calculate the pairing. The [Ghost Lord] doesn't care about these, but there are some strange taboos..."
"Strange taboo?"
"Like no gambling, no blood products, no listening to rock music..."
Rock and roll!
Caramel snails immediately grabbed the noun.
"In that case, what do you know about rock music?"
"I'm sorry, I've only heard of this taboo."
The waiter said regretfully.
"Oh, that's a pity."
The caramel snail sighed.
"but,"
Li Aoz stood up:
"Since it is the parish of [Ghost Lord], it will be much more convenient."
"Two guests, are you looking for something related to rock music?"
The waiter asked curiously, seeing the eyes of the two men on her, she quickly said:
"I will not disclose your information. According to the "Asule Agreement", people of different religious beliefs shall not invade each other during non-war periods."
"No, it's nothing. I'm a believer of Tianzun, and Tianzun told us to treat people with enthusiasm."
Li Aoz smiled, and sincerely told a lie:
"We were indeed searching for news about rock music, but not to listen, but to find a friend."
"friend?"
"Igor Choi." Leo said, "I'm looking for him and his guitar."
thump——————
Xia Beiluo slowly raised his head.
The electric lights flickered, and the screams of the spirit came from the transformer next to it, as if some high-risk spirit monster had appeared nearby.
The air in the garage seemed to be getting colder. She subconsciously shrank her shoulders and shivered.
"This guitar needs to be plugged in to perform."
Said a slightly hoarse voice.
"Oh yeah, I'll try later—"
Xia Beiluo stood up and was about to find an outlet.
"I'll look for it, the charging socket...huh?"
She was taken aback for a moment, then immediately looked around for the source of the sound.
"Hey? Where are you?"
The man sighed:
"Hey, shit! I'm so convinced—your psionic perception is no better than a snail's."
"Who? Who's scolding me?! I'm a quasi [psychic medium] at the high school level, don't mess with me!"
Xia Beiluo faintly heard a voice moving, but her poor talent was not enough to detect the exact location of the spirit body.
"Look up and look ahead, little girl."
Xia Beiluo raised his head and looked forward, but he could only see the spare rearview mirror in the warehouse.
is he here
No, it's not.
Xia Beiluo stepped forward and looked into the mirror.
A thin face appeared in the mirror. He was wearing sunglasses, and his long black hair was thrown casually over his shoulders, looking bohemian.
"……Hello?"
Xia Beiluo raised his hand politely and said hello.
"My name is Xia Beiluo, I'm 17 years old, I'm out of high school, may I ask you—"
The next moment, the spirit body in the mirror raised a punch, crossed the dimension of the spirit world, and hit Xia Beiluo on the face.
Bang!
Xia Beiluo took a few steps back and almost staggered to the ground.
"Uh oh... Fuck, let's make do with it! It's the only way to rely on it."
She rubbed her head, picked up the guitar from the ground, like a soldier picking up a rifle, opened the garage door, and walked out calmly.
'etc!My noodles, I have to make noodles! '
"You always worry about what you're doing with that pound of noodles."
'Xia Beiluo' was talking to herself, just as she was passing by the shelf, she caught a glimpse of the sunglasses and half a box of 'Long Live My Lord' cigarettes placed on it from the corner of her eye.
Fortunately, there is also a lighter.
'Ah, don't touch other people's things, those are left by the boss. '
"Fuck the boss, I will decide what to do with this place."
She uttered obscenities without hesitation, put on sunglasses, lit a cigarette, and stubbornly walked towards the city with an electric guitar in her pocket on the street where the aura was swaying.
'Hey, what are you doing, it's almost curfew at this point.Church people will be very upset. '
"All I want is for them to be unhappy."
'Don't ruin my reputation...'
"Don't worry, they didn't know you before, and they won't know you in the future."
Xia Beiluo sneered with a cigarette in his mouth.
'Hey... who the hell are you?Without saying a word, he snatched the body of the person. '
"Me? A poor boy, a boiler worker, and a rock and roll player."
The guitarist swiftly boarded the top floor of an apartment building, overlooking the entire Tranquility City from a high altitude, then took off his cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke ring under the clear light of the purple moon:
"Violet Star, Igor Cui is back!"
The next moment, the blood-boiling hot track rang out over the entire city.
(End of this chapter)