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Chapter 507 Clash with Birds (4000)

"hou ren xi——yi~~~"

In the middle of the night, this sudden woman groaned softly, which naturally gave people a creepy feeling.

Wu Liang was also taken aback, but at least he was a person who had been through some rough winds and waves, so he calmed down in an instant, and while looking in the direction of the sound, he thought about the sound just now.

The direction of the voice was Zhen Mi's boudoir.

And the voice just now was relatively light, and it sounded more like the unique voice of a ten-year-old girl like Zhen Mi.

It's a pity that Bai Jingjing is not here, otherwise with her hearing, she would be able to instantly tell whether the voice is Zhen Mi or not, and Wu Liang naturally doesn't have to judge by feeling here.

and so.

Most likely it was from Zhen Mi?

But now Zhen Mi's boudoir can't see any light, the whole yard is pitch black except for the torch in Wu Liang's hand, it doesn't look like Zhen Mi hasn't fallen asleep yet.

Could it be... Zhen Mi's nocturnal excursion?
But according to what Prince Chamu heard from other servants, Zhen Mi's nocturnal excursion had not occurred for several years, so how could it happen at this time?
When thinking about it like this.

"hou ren xi——yi~~~"

A female moan came again.

With the backing from the previous time, it was not so abrupt this time, and Wu Liang was not frightened anymore.

On the contrary, he also heard something different from this soft moan.

It is still so ethereal and tactful, as if it is far away in the sky and close to your ears. It is still the same four pronunciations with unknown meanings, but the way of transliteration has changed significantly, and the emotions experienced by the ears are also slightly different. different.

The first sound just now seemed to be talking to himself and pitying himself.

But now this sound, it seems to be pouring out the sigh in the heart to someone.

In fact, Wu Liang doesn't have any musical accomplishments, and he doesn't know anything about music theory. Usually, he can only imitate the original singer and howl in KTV. Sometimes he can't get into tune, but what does a song want to express? Whether it sounds good or not, he can still hear some clues.

He has to admit it.

Leaving aside the current environment and atmosphere, these two soft chants are very pleasant to the ears. It should be the type that he is willing to store in the car's USB flash drive and play it on a loop all year round... A digression, Wu Liang There are many types of music in the car USB flash drive of the later generations, but after a few years, they were all replaced by JAY Zhou's songs. He couldn't explain why. Anyway, after listening to other music a few times, he would get tired of it. When I hear it, I want to cut songs. Only JAY Zhou's songs, especially those old songs, don't feel bored even if the singles are repeated continuously.

"hou ren xi——yi~~~"

A third groan followed.

This time Wu Liang heard something different again, it seemed that someone was recalling the tenderness of the past, Wu Liang could be sure that the corners of the singer's mouth must be raised now.

Just like the requirements of many companies in later generations for customer service personnel, they must keep smiling when answering calls, because even across the phone, this state can be transmitted to the other party through voice, and they can be heard immediately.

"hou ren xi——yi~~~"

The fourth sound came again.

This time was a relatively big turning point, Wu Liang heard the complaints and dissatisfaction mixed with love, and even felt a trace of hatred.

If these soft chants were of this style, Wu Liang would have suspected that he had met a vicious wronged soul, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be as calm as he is now.

But after the previous foreshadowing, now feeling the complaints and dissatisfaction conveyed by this Qingyin, and even the trace of hatred, Wu Liang did not feel too much worry and fear in his heart, on the contrary, there was still a trace of sympathy and emotion.

He seemed to see a young girl in the prime of life who met her lover at the most beautiful age. After spending the best time together, the lover separated from the young girl for some reason. Missing has nowhere to vent, finally giving birth to complaints and dissatisfaction, even hatred.

But in fact, if you want to calm down and feel it deeply, this trace of hatred does not seem to be the kind of hatred of gnashing teeth, but a kind of hatred similar to "hate that iron cannot be made into steel"...

really.

"hou ren xi——yi~~~"

When the fifth soft chant came, Wu Liang heard the loss and helplessness in the singer's heart, and the hatred had long since disappeared.

So Wu Liang felt nothing wrong with the emotions he felt from the soft chanting, the complaints and hatred were short-lived, just a period of mental journey.

In the end, the girl chose to understand and compromise. She still loves her lover. From this, it can be inferred that the lover should not leave because of empathy, otherwise the hatred would not be so easily eliminated, even if he had to Letting go, what should be replaced should not be understanding and compromise...at least Wu Liang thinks so.

"hou ren xi——yi~~~"

……

Silenced in this soft chant, Wu Liang gradually lost his mind.

He had heard quite a few pieces of music in his past and present lives, but such a strange piece of music was unique.

There are only four syllables in the whole story, and the four syllables are repeated continuously. Each time is a different artistic conception, but if you listen to these different artistic conceptions coherently, you can make up a complete love story... so far , Wu Liang boldly infers that this should be a story about long-distance love.

Happy but not lewd, sad but not hurt.

This is the real Divine Comedy!

Only he knows what level Wu Liang is in this area.

In the past, when he was listening to a song, without the aid of the lyrics, at most he could hear whether the song was happy or sad, peaceful or irritable. It's incredible how detailed the picture is.

Wu Liang is sure that this is definitely not because his musical attainments and understanding have improved, but that the person who created and sang this piece of music has reached an extremely terrifying level of attainment, thus using his own piece of music to arouse his resonance and empathy.

Divine Comedy!

A real divine comedy!
Do you still remember the song "Uneasy" that Wu Liang once sang in front of Boss Cao's family? It was called the Divine Comedy in later generations, but this name has a taste of being teased by netizens.

But even in "Uneasy", there are definitely more than four pronunciations.

hou ren xi yi
There are only four unidentified pronunciations in this piece of music, and it forms an endlessly evocative love story. Of course, it may not necessarily be a love story. There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people. Different people will listen to this piece of music, and they will have different perceptions.

The most important thing is that it is not noisy at all, without the slightest sensationalism, from the beginning to the end, it is like a girl in love whispering the secret hidden deep in her heart...

You'll want to listen to it.

I have been listening to it all the time, falling into different situations with each soft chant, as if I am watching a long but not smelly movie immersively.

But just as Wu Liang gradually lost his mind, the soft chant coming from the room stopped abruptly.

"Why is it gone?"

Wu Liang came back to his senses, feeling a little lost in his heart.

Without a watch, he couldn't be sure how long he had stood and listened. It must have been a while, because the fallen leaves in his hands that were stained with water to clean up the bird droppings were almost dry, and his hands and feet were still cold. It's a little numb.

"Prince Chamu and the others should have finished their inspections, should they come back?"

Thinking in his heart, Wu Liang moistened the fallen leaves again, then quickly cleaned up the pool of bird droppings on the stone table, and then wiped it several times with clean fallen leaves until the traces were no longer visible.

Also at this time.

"Liu Neng, have you finished cleaning? Come back with us after cleaning!"

The voice of the head servant came from outside the courtyard.

"I'm coming."

Wu Liang responded, took a last look at Zhen Mi's boudoir, rubbed his cold hands and ran out of the courtyard.

Could this... be the legendary "Skill of Divine Tune-up"?

On the way back, Wu Liang kept thinking about this question.

According to folklore, Zhen Mi is the patriarch of one of the "Shen Tiaomen", one of the eight foreign schools, and the so-called "Shen Tiao" is actually what is often called "jumping the big rope" in later generations.

It is said that the essence of this kind of witchcraft is to invite "gods" or "ghosts" to the body through singing and dancing, so as to achieve the purpose of exorcising evil spirits, curing diseases, praying for blessings, fulfilling wishes, and even making the living meet the dead. .

This is also the main reason why Wu Liang came to Zhongshan to investigate Zhen Mi.

And if this is the legendary "Skill of Divine Tune-up"...

Wu Liang then had reason to suspect that the nocturnal sickness that the servants said frequently occurred when Zhen Mi was young might not be a disease. It was "ghosts and gods" who got on Zhen Mi's body in her sleep, and people didn't know how to explain this situation, and Zhen Mi said that she didn't remember anything, so she could only use nocturnal excursions to explain it.

"Eh!"

Thinking of this, Wu Liang poked Prince Chamu next to him with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Did you hear any strange noises just now?"

"What sound? No."

Prince Chamu looked puzzled.

If so, then the appearance and disappearance of Qingyin should have a certain purpose, just to teach Wu Liang to hear it alone, so it will only appear when Prince Chamu and others leave, and when they are coming back soon It stopped abruptly.

This……

Wu Liang couldn't help thinking of the inexplicable words that Zhen Mi said to him in the study during the day: "...but with me here, you will remember it again one day!"

Although I don't know what Zhen Mi wants him to remember, could this music be her reminder?

But this hint is too vague, right?

Following everyone back to the room, lying on the bunk wrapped in a quilt to warm his body, Wu Liang's mind was still sorting out the memories he inherited from "Brother Talented".

He was extremely sure that it was absolutely impossible for him in future generations to have any omissions in memory, because he had experienced it all himself.

The only thing that may be overlooked is the memory of the "talented brother".

But after combing through it several times, he still didn't find anything worth noting, let alone any details that seemed to be related to this piece of music.

"hou ren xi——yi~~~"

Without any clue, Wu Liang hummed the piece of music silently in his heart.

His musical attainments are very limited, and it is impossible to memorize the thousands of turns of the music score in this piece of music, even if he imitates it, he may not be able to imitate the essence of it.

So even if you hum silently, it's just humming indiscriminately.

Still baffled...

……

In a blink of an eye, an hour has passed.

Wu Liang and Prince Chamu had to climb out of the warm bed again, and followed the head servant to start the second night patrol tonight.

In the end, when they patrolled Zhen Mi's courtyard.

"Huh? Liu Neng, it seems that you are destined to fight the bird tonight?"

The head servant suddenly laughed, pointed to the pool of bird droppings that appeared on the stone table again and said to Wu Liang, "I'll leave it to you, the others will follow me."

After finishing speaking, the head servant took the rest of the people out of the yard, and gradually walked to the distance.

Wu Liang was the only one left in the yard.

After experiencing the previous events, Wu Liang even suspected that Zhen Mi did this bird droppings deliberately, in order to leave him here alone.

and so.

Is that ethereal and melodious chant going to sound again?
Thinking of this, Wu Liang stood on the spot with a torch and waited quietly, but after waiting for a long time, the whisper that should have appeared again did not sound again, and he could only hear the cold wind blowing in his ears. The rustle of maple leaves is a bit cold.

Am I actually thinking too much?

Wu Liang was a little shaken in his heart. Maybe the low hum just now was not sung for him at all, but just happened to be heard by her, and the reappearance of bird droppings was just a coincidence?
Since crooning did not appear.

Naturally, Wu Liang couldn't just stick around, so he picked up a few fallen leaves from the ground, dipped them in water in the same way, and began to clean up the bird droppings on the stone table.

This time the bird droppings were a bit thinner, and after scraping the stone table twice in a row, there were still white marks on the stone table.

Wu Liang had no choice but to get some more water and pour it on the stone table, which was equivalent to cleaning the stone table's surface thoroughly.

After finishing all this, when Wu Liang got up while supporting his old waist.

"Fuck?!"

The scene in front of him without warning suddenly made him burst into a national curse unconsciously.

I saw that while he was concentrating on cleaning up the bird droppings, he was unknowingly surrounded by a green light!
Looking carefully, the dim light turned out to be living eyes, and the owners of these eyes... Through the light of the torch, Wu Liang saw that they had a pair of upright triangular ears, long and narrow eyes, and pointed eyes. It has a long, thick and fluffy tail, and is slightly smaller than the common Chinese pastoral dog.

This is... a fox?
Wu Liang was puzzled.

Where did all these foxes come from?
You must know that the Zhen Mansion was not built in some wild country, but in the most prosperous area in Zhongshan City. Wild foxes are extremely afraid of strangers and would never appear in such a place.

(End of this chapter)