Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 186 Forced to volunteer
The most important part of a concert hall, or opera house, is probably the stage.

After all, whether you are performing or playing, you need a stage to be able to do it.

This kind of place is probably also a variable in the supernatural world. It may be an exit, but it is more likely to be some kind of hidden crisis.

After all, the danger suggested by the ghost map has not appeared yet. It is like a sword hanging over my head, and I always feel uncomfortable in my heart.

"Want to go up and have a look?" The puppet climbed onto the back of the chair and asked looking at the stage.

There is no obstruction on the silent stage, and no strange presence can be seen in the unobstructed environment.

The only thing was a dark piano.

The appearance of this piano looks very new. The paint surface can reflect the surrounding environment under the light, and there is no dust on it.

But its style looks a bit old, not like the table-like pianos we have now, but more like a black cabinet.

Although the appearance looked unremarkable, Zhang Qian knew with his knees that this piano was definitely not as simple as it looked.

Most likely some kind of supernatural medium.

Once touched, it can probably lead to something.

"No rush, let's go to the second floor to take a look first." Zhang Qian said cautiously.

The position of the piano is a bit awkward, and the entire stage and even the entire hall seem to exist just for it.

This prominent position is almost like seduction. Perhaps the person who put the piano here is eager for someone to play it.

It is almost certain that a change will occur, but whether that change will be good or bad is still uncertain. Zhang Qian does not want to trigger it now.

"The current situation is considered safe. It's better to take the opportunity to explore the unknown areas. Otherwise, if you encounter a ghost later, you won't even know where to hide."

Zhang Qian raised his head and looked at the floors above his head, "There is so much space, not to mention seeing all of it, at least I have to select a part to make sure there is nothing hidden in it. I don't want there to be a sneak attack from behind."

The puppet didn't say anything more, and it was regarded as acquiescing to Zhang Qian's decision.

After decades of waiting, this is the closest chance it has to escaping from the ghost ship.

It's better to be cautious than to fall short at a time like this.

Holding the puppet in his left hand, Zhang Qian raised his legs and walked towards the stairs on the left.

There is no enclosed stairwell in the concert hall, but there are two spiral staircases attached to the walls on both sides, connecting different floors.

Step up the ladder.

The stairs, which I don't know what kind of material they are made of, are very stable. The feeling of stepping on them is almost the same as the ground, and there is no shaking.

No accidents occurred during this period. After just walking a dozen steps, Zhang Qian and the doll arrived at the entrance to the second floor.

However, the above structure is somewhat different from what Zhang Qian thought.

There are no private rooms on the second floor, just a few rows of seats.

And these seats are not many, you can see the end at a glance, and they look no different from the seats on the first floor.

"There's no need to look at it anymore, right?" the doll said.

Zhang Qian didn't refute, just threw the puppet to the ground, "Go and take a look under the seat."

After a few glances, the doll responded, "No special circumstances, just the same as the first floor."

"Let's take a look at the floors above." Zhang Qian said.The environment here is not complicated, and it doesn't take much time to look at several floors.

But when Zhang Qian was holding the puppet and wanted to leave, the puppet protested, "I think you disrespect me very much. I obviously have hands and feet, why do you have to grab my neck and lead me away?" ?”

"Of course it's for your own good."

As Zhang Qian walked, he responded, "How tiring is it to climb stairs with your short legs? And if I carry you, it will make it easier for you to look at the ghosts, and it will be easier to launch a supernatural attack, right?"

Justified and convincing.

Of course, this is only part of the reason. The more important reason is that the doll will probably know it when we encounter danger in the future.

"Okay..." The doll couldn't find a reason to refute. After all, it had nothing to lose by doing this, but it was just a little psychologically uncomfortable.

Not long after, the third and fourth floors were also explored by the two of them.

Nothing unusual was found. Logically speaking, he should be happy that he was not in danger, but Zhang Qian's mood was not relaxed at all.

There can't be a completely safe place on the ghost ship. There is no danger in these seats, which only means that he has a big problem at the piano.

It's a pity that I can't hide now even if I want to. If I really want to leave, the key point is probably on the piano.

"Let's go. The structures on the left and right are the same. There's no need to explore. Now go back and see what's going on with the piano." Zhang Qian said heavily.

The kind of music that causes amnesia has not appeared for a long time. Is it true that there is only an attack every six hours, or is there some other reason?

Moreover, Zhang Qian doesn’t believe that music and concert halls have nothing to do with each other.

It is very likely that the music came from the concert hall, or from that piano.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Qian, carrying the puppet, had already stepped onto the stage, stepping on the clattering wooden boards and walked to the piano.

As if he had been prepared for it.

The keyboard cover of the piano has been opened, revealing the black and white keys.

A leather-covered stool was placed in front of the piano, as if inviting Zhang Qian to sit on it and play a piece.

After weighing the wooden stick in his hand, Zhang Qian gave up the idea of ​​smashing the piano directly.

"Be smart, if you encounter any danger..." Zhang Qian, who was instructing the puppet, suddenly paused, and the puppet that was about to be placed on the ground also stopped in mid-air.

It wasn't that he encountered any danger, it was just that Zhang Qian suddenly discovered something.

Although the piano obviously needs to be played to cause certain changes, no one stipulates that you have to play the piano yourself?
This doll is about the size of a seven or eight-year-old child, and its arms and legs can be extended. It will definitely be no problem to play the piano on it.

It seems like something really happened.

Zhang Qian, whose eyes gradually brightened, didn't notice that he looked like a lunatic. The puppet in his hand was trembling with fear, "What do you want to do again? I have already cooperated with you, so you won't want to eat me again." Bar?"

"You won't eat what you eat."

Zhang Qian walked to the piano with the puppet and pushed the puppet onto the stool. "You have lived for so long, but don't tell me that you can't talk about piano. Come on, show off your skills."

"Can I say no?" The doll's head turned 180 degrees, and its two eyes, one black and one white, looked at Zhang Qian eagerly.

Putting the wooden stick against the doll's forehead, Zhang Qian said peacefully, "What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)