Chapter 21 021. Survive Until Dawn

  The scorched black marks behind the stage were distorted, projecting indifferent words in Lu Jian's field of vision.

  [Find performance 1/1]

  Obviously, this is the person who needs to be found for the mission Lu jian.

  However, it would be nice if the task was just that.

  Another line of text appears below this.

  [Survive until dawn: 05:51:16]

   There are still more than five hours, but now every second is suffering for Lu jian.

The scorched "man" in a tuxedo was also immersed in his own melody, the melody was treacherous and changeable, every note seemed to have its own will, jumping from the keys, and flowing into Lu Juan's ears , beating his tympanic membrane.

  Lu Jian felt that his thinking was sluggish again, like being stuck by some kind of semi-solid gel, and it was difficult to even have a thought.

   Such a situation made Lu Jian think of Suona.

  When I was playing the suona, I seemed to be in a similar state.

   Those people who listen to themselves playing the suona, are they the same as Lu Jian now?

   "!"

  Lu Jian thought of the previous situation, and his brain suddenly became clear.

  Now the sound of the piano he hears is not just ordinary music.

   This is a melody with extraordinary power that can interfere with people's consciousness.

  Du Danping also has similar strength?

  The system reminds me that I am the 233rd God's Chosen One, that is to say, there may be more than 200 people before?

  Du Danping is one of them?

"I see."

   In the stagnant thinking, Lu Jian understood everything.

   "Du Danping has some kind of talent or the qualification to enter the quiet place, thus gaining extraordinary power, just like me, he may... choose [musician]?"

   "Using his extraordinary power, Du Danping bewitched the people in the entire theater hall with the sound of the piano, so... even if the fire has spread, these people are still... unmoved, because their consciousness has been disturbed!"

   "But. If Du Danping is responsible for all this, and he really possesses these powers, why would he... die here?"

  Lu Jian's thoughts tried to break through the barrier of the piano sound and regain control of his body.

  But no matter how hard he tried, he was just like a puppet, becoming more and more dull, and even the light in his eyes began to dissipate.

  "must get out of control.Music playing can only beat music with music"

  Thinking slowly, Lu Jian caught the flash of inspiration.

   This melody obviously affects people through hearing. So, it only needs to destroy the hearing to be liberated from it?

  With no more room for discretion, a silver revolver appeared in Lu Jian's right hand.

  In his mind, the revolver magazine jumped, and a silver-gray bullet was aimed at the barrel of the gun.

  In the illusion, the revolver was aimed at the brain of Lu jian.

boom--

  A silent gunshot sounded in Lu Trip's ears.

  The bullet easily broke through Lu jian's skin and penetrated into his brain. Along with the invisible hole, a certain force above reason began to destroy and change the structure of Lu jian's voice.

   From his open mouth, a certain melody came.

  "Good luck comes, I wish you good luck, good luck brings joy and love, good luck brings us good luck, and welcomes good luck to prosper and connect the world."

  The passionate singing of "Good Luck Comes" echoed in the theater hall. The sound interweaved with the sound of the piano, forming a strange harmony.

The melody in his ears was destroyed, and Lu Juan felt that the strength of his whole body had returned. He continued to utter a high-pitched female voice and sang "Good Luck" repeatedly. For a while, in the elegant theater hall, the magical piano melody and The collision of joyful popular songs formed a strange atmosphere.

  Lu Jian sang "Good Luck" while running towards the stage, clenched the crowbar in his hand.

  As long as Du Danping's undead can be eliminated, the piano sound will stop.

  The next moment, several model dolls appeared out of nowhere.

These mannequins are dressed in tattered suits, and the eyes painted on them are strange and strange. Their movements are as if they are being manipulated by someone. They are slow and jerky, but there are more of them, almost blocking the road to the road. The road to the stage.

  The model doll stretched out its hands towards Lu Juan, those stiff palms were cold, hard, with a creepy slippery touch, they were about to grab Lu Juan's body.

   "Good luck come wish you good luck come."

  Lu Jian didn't stop singing, and at the same time, waved the crowbar in his hand.

  ka——

Something as light and dense as a spider's web covered his brain, making Lu jian use the crowbar in his hand with precision and skill, as if he was born to be a good hand with crowbars, and the bones in his body are made of crowbars the same.

  With the most extreme strength, the most precise angle, and the most perfect direction, the crowbar hit the mannequin standing in front of him.

  The head of the model doll flew out immediately, raised high, and before it fell to the ground, Lu Jian swung his stick again, smashing the forehead of another model doll.

   "Luck brings joy and love."

  The joyful singing was still playing repeatedly in Lu Lian's mouth. In this festive and peaceful singing, another model doll was blown away by a crowbar.

  Like a god of war, Lu Jian arrived at the piano in two steps in three steps.

  At this moment, the melody of the piano has reached its climax, and some kind of eternal, magnificent, indifferent and cold power seems to be contained in this melody.

   Crowbars followed.

   Pata——

  The scorched, decayed, and broken player was hit by a hard crowbar, and it disintegrated with almost no resistance.

  The sound of playing stopped abruptly.

  The movements of the mannequins stopped immediately, and they froze into frames of horror and terror.

"That's it?"

  Lu Jian waited for dozens of seconds before stopping his repeated singing and returning to normal.

  Looking at the corpse that had gone with the wind and turned into ashes, Lu Jian felt something was wrong.

  If you don't have [last words], then after hearing the melody, there is almost no room for resistance, and you will be deprived of control of your body, or even lose consciousness and be slaughtered.

   If you don't have the [Holy Sword of Physics], even if you can get rid of the control, it will be extremely difficult to break through the block of the model doll and kill this undead of Du Danping.

  Under such circumstances, such a task is still [mortal] difficulty, is it the same as [friend under the bed]?

   Is there a problem with the evaluation of this task or is there some deviation in the middle of Lu Jian?

  Thinking of this, Lu Jian looked around, and there was silence.

   The moonlight did not know when it became dim.

  He looked up.

  Beyond the shattered dome on that side was the dark night.

  The moon has passed the gap, dotted with stars that only the wilderness can see.

  Among the stars, there is one brightest star, the light of which is falling from the gap at this moment.

  Accompanied by the shining of the stars, some kind of information poured into Lu Jian's brain, which was wrapped in sticky spider web-like knowledge.

  Some kind of knowledge delivered through the lost melody.

  He knew that this bright star was one of the brightest stars in the sky all year.

  Some kind of call came from above this star, spanning the distance of time and space.

  Accompanied by this light, some kind of magnificent, indifferent, and absolute power began to fill the entire theater hall.

  Lu Jian finally knew the whole story.

  He understood what Du Danping had been fighting against until his death, and even after his death.

   He stared there.

  At this moment, in Lu Jian's eyes, Aldebaran is clearly visible.

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  (end of this chapter)