Chapter 26 Edict

QiWuhuo played the piano with his fingers.

His piano music gradually reached a superior level after meeting the mountain god Qiongyu in a dream.

After experiencing decades of ups and downs in dreams, I learned at the Li family that dreams are like dreams but not dreams, and I went a step further. The sound of the piano seemed to contain the life insights of Master Wu Huo in the dream, and he could It resonates in people's hearts. The young people see the high spirits, the old people see the ups and downs of the world, and touch their true hearts.

Now, even these ghost souls that were reversely used and refined by the "Lingbao Nine Netherworlds Long Night Rises the Corpse to Save Death Mysterious Chapter" are faintly touched.

The original madness seemed to be slightly weaker. "Little sir, can you see us, can you help us...are we really helpless?""Little sir, can you see us, can you help us...are we really helpless?"

"Yes, yes, you have such power."

"Can you help us?! Just Think of it as pitiful!"

"I still have a wife, children, and children at home..."

Qi Wuhuo remained silent, handed over his hands, and refused:

"I don't have such magical powers, and I can't do such a thing..."

Many innocent souls were lost.

The young man thought for a while, then walked back to the house, took out a pen and paper, and said in a gentle voice: "But if you have any unfulfilled wishes or messages that you want me to give to your family, please tell me... I don't have that much magic power, but I can still do it by sending a message."

The escort was silent for a moment, smiled freely, and said with his fists like a charlatan:

"Then please tell this young gentleman to my wife. , I have accumulated money and put it under the masonry of the wall. In the past, I hid it because I was worried that the unscrupulous man would be too arrogant. I planned that after my son got married, she and I would go back to our hometown in the countryside and buy a small house with a vegetable garden. It seems that we can't raise some chickens and ducks in the yard and grow old together."

The vendor pushing a cart selling some breakfast said with emotion:

"I have nothing more to say, I just want to tell my son not to be greedy for petty gains."

"Fair business . Only in the future can I support my family by relying on this craft."

Finally, the girl bowed several times and said with a choked voice:

"If the young gentleman can go to Zhongzhou Fucheng in the future, please go to Shuili Township under the jurisdiction of Fucheng. My mother..."

"Said my daughter is unfilial... I can't see her again."

The young man sat down at the stone table where he was playing the piano.

These words fill a whole sheet of paper.

It turns out that a person's life and death are just a line of text and a trace of ink.

Qi Wuhuo stood up, held his hands in his hands, and said softly:

"Your wishes, I..."

He seemed to feel that saying the word "I" was not solemn enough and could not make these people trust him enough.

The old man seemed to cough.

The boy in blue shirt was silent for a moment, cupped his hands, and replied softly:

"Everyone's wish."

"I accept it, poor Taoist."

"Yes, yes, you have such power."

"Can you help us?! Just Think of it as pitiful!"

"I still have a wife, children, and children at home..."

Qi Wuhuo remained silent, handed over his hands, and refused:

"I don't have such magical powers, and I can't do such a thing..."

Many innocent souls were lost.

The young man thought for a while, then walked back to the house, took out a pen and paper, and said in a gentle voice: "But if you have any unfulfilled wishes or messages that you want me to give to your family, please tell me... I don't have that much magic power, but I can still do it by sending a message."

The escort was silent for a moment, smiled freely, and said with his fists like a charlatan:

"Then please tell this young gentleman to my wife. , I have accumulated money and put it under the masonry of the wall. In the past, I hid it because I was worried that the unscrupulous man would be too arrogant. I planned that after my son got married, she and I would go back to our hometown in the countryside and buy a small house with a vegetable garden. It seems that we can't raise some chickens and ducks in the yard and grow old together."

The vendor pushing a cart selling some breakfast said with emotion:

"I have nothing more to say, I just want to tell my son not to be greedy for petty gains."

"Fair business . Only in the future can I support my family by relying on this craft."

Finally, the girl bowed several times and said with a choked voice:

"If the young gentleman can go to Zhongzhou Fucheng in the future, please go to Shuili Township under the jurisdiction of Fucheng. My mother..."

"Said my daughter is unfilial... I can't see her again."

The young man sat down at the stone table where he was playing the piano.

These words fill a whole sheet of paper.

It turns out that a person's life and death are just a line of text and a trace of ink.

Qi Wuhuo stood up, held his hands in his hands, and said softly:

"Your wishes, I..."

He seemed to feel that saying the word "I" was not solemn enough and could not make these people trust him enough.

The old man seemed to cough.

The boy in blue shirt was silent for a moment, cupped his hands, and replied softly:

"Everyone's wish."

"I accept it, poor Taoist."

But that's all.

In the courtyard, there was still Yin Qi circulating, with gusts of wind blowing, and even the sunlight could not penetrate. The auras of the controlled ghosts were fluctuating. Qi Wuhuo looked at them with his soul, and could vaguely see the struggle on their faces. However, no matter how much Qi Wuhuo played the piano and how wholeheartedly he played, he could not calm their mood.

The young man pursed his lips and continued to play the piano meticulously.

The old man chuckled and shook his head.

I had no intention before, but I could do magical powers.

Now that I am working harder, it seems to be of no use.

Fu Xu smiled and said, "Don't be so tense. It's difficult for a tense person to write well, so how can he play the harp?"

"The harp is the sound of the heart."

"The heart is the nature and the spirit."

"When playing the piano, the soul is involved. This is a natural thing. If you deliberately use the soul, you will lose the beauty."

"Wuhuo, pay attention."

"The mind is stable, the qi and the spirit are in harmony, Let it happen naturally without any guidance. "

"It's the so-called "continuous existence, if you don't use it diligently"

" The so-called piano sound and the so-called supernatural power are nothing more than that."

Qi Wuzhuo originally thought that he must put these ghosts into the world. After the transformation, his body was subconsciously tense. The old man's words were gentle, but he gradually became less persistent. His fingers pressed the strings, and the sound of the piano naturally softened a bit. His mind gradually became more relaxed, and he suddenly asked: "

"Do you know how to play the piano ?

The old man will tell them casually, but every time the guidance is not about the wrong playing on the piano score, but whether it is in line with the heart and God. Gradually, Qi Wuhuo's music no longer stuck to the music score, but became more and more calm. The old man said that he didn't know how to play the piano, but under his guidance, Qi Wuzhuo felt that he was playing more smoothly. Seventy years ago, Huang Liang had a dream. There were three thousand musical scores and music theories from all over the world. Now they are gathered into one. Observe a thousand swords and then recognize the weapon; play a thousand tunes and then the sound will dawn. 

Qi Wuhuo's expression was gentle and peaceful. As the sound of the piano faded away, the resentment and madness on the faces of the ghosts gradually dissipated, and the evil wind gradually subsided, and they reappeared in their original appearance, either as young women with delicate features and with rope marks on their necks; The burly young man had marks of being pierced by swords on his body, and there was even one who even had his own head missing, leaving only a headless body. Qi Wuhuo pressed his palms on the strings, and the sound gradually stopped, leaving only a slight aftertaste. "This is..." The sound of the piano dissipated the resentment of these ghosts and ghosts, allowing them to gradually return to normal. But these tragic situations still made Qi Wuhuo raise his eyes slightly. The old man who was making tea shook his head and said: "It seems that they are all souls who died in vain. I don't know how many of them received the gold from the evil cultivator and were assassinated by him with magic." 

After regaining consciousness. The pretty girl suddenly became dazed and said, "Why, why am I here?" "Mom... where is my mother?" She looked around in panic and said hurriedly: "That kind-hearted Taoist priest My mother's illness can be cured by giving me three taels of gold, but why am I here?" "Where is my gold? " She searched for it on her body in panic, her expression anxious, a trace of anxiety appeared on her originally pale and transparent face, and tears appeared in her eyes. ! ! ! Qi Wuhuo's hand pressing the strings suddenly became heavy. In just a few words, he already knew why this girl appeared in the ranks of ghosts driven by Tantai Xuan. "A bewitching spell was placed on the gold...did she commit suicide..." 

The girl's soul looked around and looked at Qi Wulu, the only visible person in her eyes, bit her lower lip and asked: " "Little sir, do you know where my money is?" "Please, please." "That's my mother's life-saving money, please, can you give it back to me?" She seemed anxious. He was already a bit speechless and fell to his knees on the ground. Qi Wuhuo stood up to avoid it and stretched out his hand to help him. But the palm of his hand penetrated through the hand of the girl who was not much older than him.

Qi Wuhuo paused and said, "The Taoist priest...gave you gold?" The girl bit her lower lip and said, "I stayed with him all night." The boy in blue shirt closed his eyes, leaned down, and circulated his energy. God, helped the girl up. The palms are gentle and clean. The girl felt a rare warmth. But he finally took a step back, lowered his hands, looked at the girl, with compassion and gentleness in his eyes, and said: "But, you are already dead..." ! ! ! These words seemed to have a mysterious magic power. The girl was stunned. The forgotten memory due to the pain of being quenched by magical powers resurfaced. She took a few steps back, her expression was extremely painful, and her body was shaking. He staggered, collapsed on the ground, covered his face and cried: "Mother..." "My mother's illness..."

Qi Wuhuo pursed his lips, looked around, and saw those 'people' who were gradually recovering their memories. Some were escorts who took a trip from a Taoist priest and were infected with the sneaky aura; some were chefs who sold breakfast in the morning. Seeing the lonely Taoist priest in shabby Taoist robes, they gave him three steamed buns and a bowl of water; some were doctors, and some were Farmers... Qi Wuhuo listened to their experiences. The old man had gentle eyes and looked at the young man calmly from behind. Didn't help immediately. See how he handles himself. "Little sir, can you see us, can you help us...are we really helpless?"

"Yes, yes, you have such power."

"Can you help us?! Just Think of it as pitiful!"

"I still have a wife, children, and children at home..."

Qi Wuhuo remained silent, handed over his hands, and refused:

"I don't have such magical powers, and I can't do such a thing..."

Many innocent souls were lost.

The young man thought for a while, then walked back to the house, took out a pen and paper, and said in a gentle voice: "But if you have any unfulfilled wishes or messages that you want me to give to your family, please tell me... I don't have that much magic power, but I can still do it by sending a message."

The escort was silent for a moment, smiled freely, and said with his fists like a charlatan:

"Then please tell this young gentleman to my wife. , I have accumulated money and put it under the masonry of the wall. In the past, I hid it because I was worried that the unscrupulous man would be too arrogant. I planned that after my son got married, she and I would go back to our hometown in the countryside and buy a small house with a vegetable garden. It seems that we can't raise some chickens and ducks in the yard and grow old together."

The vendor pushing a cart selling some breakfast said with emotion:

"I have nothing more to say, I just want to tell my son not to be greedy for petty gains."

"Fair business . Only in the future can I support my family by relying on this craft."

Finally, the girl bowed several times and said with a choked voice:

"If the young gentleman can go to Zhongzhou Fucheng in the future, please go to Shuili Township under the jurisdiction of Fucheng. My mother..."

"Said my daughter is unfilial... I can't see her again."

The young man sat down at the stone table where he was playing the piano.

These words fill a whole sheet of paper.

It turns out that a person's life and death are just a line of text and a trace of ink.

Qi Wuhuo stood up, held his hands in his hands, and said softly:

"Your wishes, I..."

He seemed to feel that saying the word "I" was not solemn enough and could not make these people trust him enough.

The old man seemed to cough.

The boy in blue shirt was silent for a moment, cupped his hands, and replied softly:

"Everyone's wish."

"I accept it, poor Taoist."