Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 689

The floor tiles under his feet shattered, and Feinan bounced up like a cannonball in an instant, rushing towards the luthier again.

The luthier's men kept strumming the strings, and the wave blade covered the area in front of Feinan.

Reaching out his hand to touch his waist, Feinan grabbed out a deck of playing cards.

Gently rubbing the card fan open, urging his thoughts, he directly threw the playing cards out.

call out!shhhhh!

The playing cards accelerated instantly, hitting the wave blade head-on with a series of sharp cracking sounds.

The sharp wave blade failed to cut through the playing cards, but was dispelled by the thought power attached to the playing cards and disappeared in mid-air.

After colliding with the wave blades, the playing cards also lost the momentum of the follow-up flight and fluttered down.

With the help of Fei Pai's resistance, Fei Nan once again charged within five meters of the luthier.

Lightly pressing the strings with both hands, the luthier wants to repeat the same trick and sweep the strings back.

However, Feinan's figure in the sprint suddenly blurred, and then split into three, turning into three figures, and surrounded the luthier in three directions.

The fat luthier was obviously stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but stop.

The thin luthier didn't know why, so he still swept the strings fiercely, but the sound waves he set off were far less than last time, and couldn't block Feinan's approach.

I knew you could see it!

Taking a step forward, Fei Nanyang threw out a poker card.

Under the moonlight, the surface of the card faintly shone with lustrous light, which was the effect of Feinan empowering it with his thoughts.

Flashing like a ghost, the playing cards silently appeared at the throat of the fat luthier, and sank deeply into it, leaving only a bloodstain.

"Ho!"

The fat luthier was shocked, and then froze, then slowly leaned back and fell to the ground.

Without his support, the body of the piano tilted and hit the ground immediately.

"Brother!"

The thin luthier exclaimed, stretched out his hand to touch the ground, and just pressed it on the fat luthier's neck.

The warmth of the tentacles and the smell of blood lingering from the tip of his nose made his complexion change, he quickly picked up the guqin and jumped back.

duh!
A playing card sank into the place where he had been staying, chipping a few tiles.

The figure moved twice like a ghost, and the thin luthier floated to the ground, sitting cross-legged.

The guqin whirled in the air for a few weeks and landed firmly on his knees.

The thin luthier's sunglasses slipped off, revealing a pair of pale and lifeless eyes.

"Alas!"

He let out a mournful cry, touched the strings with both hands, rubbed them lightly and slowly, and the sound of the piano flowed.

No wave blade was activated, but Feinan's footsteps in pursuit suddenly stopped.

The sound of the piano is the same song they played before, it seems to be called "Hepatic Heartbreak".

But this time, he played with extra affection. As soon as the piano sounded, Feinan felt his heart sink.

It was a kind of hopeless sadness, and even made people feel a little stifled.

Xu Wenqiang, who was lying on the ground in the distance, seemed to have difficulty breathing suddenly, and began to gasp.

His eyes were lost, and he shouted: "Don't kill her! Don't kill her!"

Feinan also stood where he was, his eyes were tightly closed, and his eyeballs turned rapidly, but his body remained motionless.

Holding the edge of the bed, Feinan sat up with difficulty.

Looking at the needles and adhesive tape inserted into the blood vessels on the back of his hand, as well as the familiar faded and worn-out pajamas, he raised his hand and touched the top of his head.

With shaved hair on his bald head, he looked towards the window sill, where his face was reflected in the glass. It was a familiar, pale, thin, sickly man.

The weak signals from inside his body made his brain groggy. He wanted to stand up, but his weak legs couldn't support him, and he sat back on the bed again.

"I didn't expect to see this again."

Feinan murmured weakly, but there was a hint of lightness in his tone.

He is very clear that this is a world constructed by hallucinations, a dreamland imagined by him, and it is the sound of the skinny luthier who sent him here.

That sad piano sound has a magical power, as if it can evoke the most desperate memories in people's hearts.

And the most desperate memory in Feinan's heart is undoubtedly the time when he was lingering on the sickbed in his last life.

At this time, he thought about suicide more than once.

But when he came back to this memory again, he felt extra cordial.

He was not in a hurry to break the dream, but supported the edge of the bed again, stood up with difficulty, and walked slowly around the room.

He is very familiar with every item here, wardrobe, dining table, TV, DVD player, PS4...

Looking at everything he was familiar with, he felt mixed feelings.

In the past, he wanted to escape from here at all costs, but now he only has nostalgia for this place.

He can't stay any longer, he is also a master at playing with his mind, he knows that indulging in illusions will make him lose his ability to judge reality.

With a last look of nostalgia, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Everything in front of him shattered like a broken mirror, infinite power quickly returned to his body, the sound of the piano was clear again, and he opened his eyes again.

As he opened his eyes, the skinny violinist who was playing the piano also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body hunched down in an instant.

Shaking his head, Fei Nanyang threw out an empowerment poker card.

This time, the thin luthier couldn't resist anymore, and the playing card instantly sank into his chest.

As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, the skinny luthier slowly raised his head and looked in Feinan's direction with those empty eyes.

Stepping up to him, Feinan also looked down at him.

On the map, his cursor has already started to flicker.

Touching the strings, the thin luthier looked towards the direction where the fat luthier fell to the ground, and murmured: "We are just singers. We were born on the street, and it is fate to die on the street."

After a pause, he lowered his head, held up the guqin with both hands, and held it in front of Feinan.

"This is a good violin. It fell into the hands of the two of us, and it made the pearl dusty. I am so ashamed. Please, sir, find another lover to give me as a gift. I just hope that this violin will not kill people again. Thank you very much."

Feinan looked down at the Guqin, and reached out to lift it up.

As if all the strength had been taken away from his body, the skinny luthier's hands dropped slumped, his head also drooped, and he was already lifeless.

Looking at the guqin, Feinan clicked his tongue in admiration: "It's interesting."

In his field of vision, a string of messages appeared on the guqin.

Jiaoweiqin (Powder): Transcendent Item

One of the items required to open the storyline world.

Effect [-]: When playing, you can send out sound waves to attack the enemy. The higher the piano skill, the stronger the power.

Effect [-]: Playing a specific song can form a specific effect. The higher the internal strength, the stronger the effect.

Effect 50: Charm +[-].

No wonder these two luthiers possessed such miraculous killing methods. It turned out that it was because they had an extraordinary item in their hands.

In addition to its powerful functions, this piano is actually an incomplete key to the plot line world.

Pulling up a string, Feinan played it, but no sonic attack appeared.

It seems that you really have to play it to use it?Then don't I have to find someone to learn how to play the piano?

Shaking his head, Fei Nan put the piano under his arm, turned around and picked up Xu Wenqiang, who was in a coma, and walked towards Huizhong Hotel.

(End of this chapter)