Chapter 575 279 Quiet Night

Chapter 575 279. Quiet Night

Xia Beiluo sighed.

So the ‘guitar’ is just a musical instrument. What a waste of joy.

Music, painting, and literature are areas strictly controlled by the church.

Ordinary people are exposed to either gospel poems and eulogies spread by the church, or electronic music written and synthesized by machines, which are cheap and repetitive, and are only created to numb people's boring souls.

Only knowledgeable people, or the children of the upper class, will learn and appreciate elegant traditional music and gorgeous and romantic symphony orchestras.

No matter how you look at it, a ‘guitar’ that looks like it can neither accompany eulogies nor be performed in the hall 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 a weapon.

The silver chrome-plated surface of the guitar looks very cool, with a roaring dragon painted on it in thick ink, as if venting its anger at the world.

Xia Beiluo glanced at the exorcism magic circle, and it seemed to have no reaction, indicating that there was no evil spirit entangled.

Although her grades were average, she still had a very good understanding of the basic knowledge of spiritualism.

The education of Zi Luoxing believes that all things have spirits. If an object has been with humans for a long time, it will also be contaminated with the influence and aura of the owner. It is normal even if consciousness is born.

"... Think about it carefully, you are really pitiful."

Xia Beiluo gently stroked the surface of the guitar, comforting the soul of the 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 doesn't matter, I am the same. I 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 guitar body.

Unexpectedly, this guitar has almost no signs of wear and tear, and even no signs of use can be seen.

It's so pitiful. It may have been intended to be given to someone as a gift, but because of a car accident, it sank underwater for a long time.

"You must want to perform on stage, right? You also want to bring your guitar sound to the audience and let people shout praises to you, right?"

Xia Beiluo said soothingly:

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I have come into contact with an instrument like yours - I guess many people don't know what a guitar is. It's not easy to sell it at a good price... But it doesn't matter, I will keep you here for a while, maybe one day someone who likes you will come and take you away, and then you will have the opportunity to be played, and I will be able to make money."

Xia Beiluo was full of curiosity about this novel instrument.

"Speaking of which, when I introduce it to someone, I have to figure out how you should use it - like this, play it with your hands?"

Xia Beiluo said, with his fingertips facing the strings and plucking downwards.

Thumb——

The wine glasses clinked, and Li Aoz took a sip. The sour taste made him frown slightly. This subtle action made the waiter next to him drunk at first, and then he hurriedly stepped forward to apologize:

"Sorry! Our wine is of poor quality and you have suffered. Please forgive us. It is not intentional. It's just that the place is too small and we can't find a better one..."

"Well, it's not your problem. It's that this body is too delicate."

Li Aoz put down the wine glass, and then used the silver knife and fork to cut the steak by himself, eating the food carelessly, and asked:

"Is your Ningjing City under the jurisdiction of the [Ghost Lord] Parish?"

Due to the poor hospitality, the waiter explained enthusiastically:

"Yes, our Ningjing City depends on the protection of the parish to avoid the erosion of the 'Desolate Sea'."

"What is the Desolate Sea?"

Caramel Snail took a bite of the lobster omelet and drank a sip of warm corn juice, and asked curiously.

"Hey, guest, are you from the core area of ​​the diocese?" The waiter was slightly surprised.

"Ah, this..."

"It doesn't matter where we come from. It's not good for people of your status to know too much."

Li Aoz wiped his mouth and explained:

"It's normal that you haven't heard of the Desolate Sea. 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 whether the Desolate Sea exists."

"What you said is really reasonable! Many people say that there is no suffering in the world without suffering."

The waiter smiled and said:

"Then I will explain it to this gentleman."

"The so-called Desolate Sea, the origin is not complicated. Since ancient times, because of participating in the war outside the abyss, the dead, The sealed demons were pressed deep in the core of Ziluo Star. Over time, their bodies rotted and decayed, breeding evil corrosive forces. "

"As you all know, there are always large areas of uninhabited and deserted cities between the cities of Ziluo Star. That is the result of being washed away by the demonic energy of the desolate sea."

"No matter how strong or weak, even the legendary Zeta-level false gods will die under the impact of the demonic energy."

"Fortunately, our great [Lord of Ghosts], [Emperor of the Void], [Source Abyss Heavenly Venerable], the three supreme gods, prevented us from being destroyed by the demons outside the abyss."

"Demons?"

Caramel Snail muttered.

It was the first time he heard this statement.

"Yeah, think about it, there must be a reason why the church doesn't let us look up at the stars and prohibits people from exploring the universe. The church must have done this to protect us."

The waiter said matter-of-factly:

"The church has protected us, guided us to transform our living environment, and taught us to become servants of the Lord God. In this case, those spiritual warriors who intended to harm us in ancient times are not demon gods."

Ban...exploration of space?

Caramel Snail was stunned. This time he controlled his expression and mouth very well.

"When was your diocese taken over by the [Ghost Lord]'s church?"

Li Ozi asked.

"Forty years ago." The waiter said with a smile: "Before that, Tranquility City had always been a city under the jurisdiction of the [Yuanyuan Tianzun] Church."

Forty years...

Li Ozi estimated the time.

"Just right."

Caramel Snail curiously said:

"Speaking of which, it seems like you are not averse to the [Lord of Ghosts] taking over?"

"Well, how should we say it?" The waiter thought for a while and said, "When the mediums and shamans of [Yuanyuan Tianzun] were still there, we did not have the freedom to get married and fall in love. The person everyone married needed to be strictly determined by the priests. Calculation of matching. The [Lord of Ghosts] doesn’t care about this, but has some strange taboos..."

"Strange taboo?"

"For example, gambling is not allowed, blood products are prohibited, rock music is not allowed, etc..."

Rock n roll!

Caramel snails caught on to the term right away.

"In that case, do you know anything about rock music?"

"I'm sorry, I've only heard about this taboo."

The waiter said regretfully.

"Ah, that's a shame."

The caramel snail sighed.

"but,"

Li Ozi stood up:

"Since it is the parish of the [Ghost Lord], it is much more convenient."

"Are you two guests looking for something related to rock music?"

The waiter asked curiously. Seeing the two eyes falling on her, she quickly said:

"I will not leak your information. According to the Asul Agreement, people with different religious beliefs are not allowed to invade each other during non-war periods."

"No, it's nothing. I am a disciple of Tianzun. Tianzun warns us to treat others with enthusiasm."

Li Ozi smiled slightly and told a lie sincerely:

"We were definitely searching for news about rock music, but not to listen to it, but to find a friend."

"friend?"

"Igor Choi." Li Oz said: "I'm looking for him and his guitar."

Ding——————

Xia Beiluo slowly raised his head.

The lights flickered on and off, and the frightened screams of the spirits came from the transformer nearby, as if some high-risk spirit monster had appeared nearby.

The air in the garage seemed to get colder, and she subconsciously shrank her shoulders and shivered.

“This guitar needs to be plugged in to work.”

A slightly hoarse voice said.

"Oh, really, I'll try it later -"

Xia Beiluo stood up and was about to look for a socket.

"I'm looking for a charging socket... huh?"

She was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked around to find the source of the sound.

"Hey? Where are you?"

The man sighed:

"Oh, shit! I'm so convinced - your psychic perception is worse than that of a snail."

"Who is it? Who is scolding me?! I am a high school level quasi [psychic medium], please don't mess with me!"

Xia Beiluo faintly heard a sound transmitting, but her poor talent was not enough to detect the precise location of the spirit body.

"Lift your head and look ahead, little girl."

Xia Beiluo raised his head and looked forward, but could only see the spare rearview mirror in the warehouse.

Is he here?

No, it's not.

Xia Beiluo stepped forward and looked in the mirror.

A thin face appeared in the mirror. He was wearing sunglasses and his long black hair was thrown casually on his shoulders. He looked bohemian.

"……Hello?"

Xia Beiluo raised his hand politely and said hello.

"My name is Xia Beiluo. I am 17 years old. I dropped out of high school. Are you——"

The next moment, the spirit in the mirror raised a fist, crossed the spirit dimension, and hit Xia Beiluo on the face.

Bang!

Xia Beiluo took a few steps back and almost stumbled to the ground.

"Uh uh...fuck, just make do with it! This is the only thing you can rely on."

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! ’

"Why are you always thinking about that pound of noodles?"

'Xia Beiluo' was talking to herself. As she passed by the shelves, she caught a glimpse of sunglasses and half a box of 'Long Live My Lord' brand cigarettes placed on them.

Fortunately, there was a lighter.

‘Ah, don’t touch other people’s things, they are left by the boss. ’

"Fuck boss, I have the final say in this place from now on."

She spat out obscenities without scruples, put on her sunglasses, lit a cigarette, and walked stubbornly towards the city with an electric guitar in her pocket on the street where the light was swaying.

‘Hey, what are you doing? It’s almost curfew at this hour. The church people will be unhappy. ’

"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 held a cigarette in his mouth and sneered.

'Hey... who are you? You took someone's body without saying a word. '

"Me? A poor boy, a boilerman, and a rock player."

The guitarist climbed to the top floor of an apartment building nimbly, overlooking the entire Ningjing City from a high altitude, then took off the cigarette, and blew a smoke ring under the clear light of the purple moon:

"Zi Luoxing, Igor Cui is back!"

The next moment, the blood-boiling hot music was played over the entire city.