Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 91: Everywhere is Hell (Please recommend)
In front of Baihua Valley.

When everyone heard that there would be three ninth-grade zithers this time, their eyes suddenly became hot.

Regardless of whether they are zither players or not, they all have the idea of ​​trying again. After all, the value of a ninth-grade seven-stringed zither is too great.

More than ten thousand gold!

Moreover, it can be encountered but not sought after.

If they could get a ninth-grade zither, many students would become rich overnight. Especially poor students, they would no longer have to worry about money in the future...

Although a piece of second-grade snow-flake rice paper is only worth about ten thousand gold coins.

But the two are not the same thing, and their value cannot be judged solely by grade, and snowflake paper is a consumable item.

Although everything in the world can be divided into nine grades.

However, first-grade cabbage is still cabbage, and its value cannot exceed that of inferior horses.

At this time, the valley was boiling again, and more students turned around to rush in, one after another.

Baihua Valley does not stipulate that each person can only enter once, they just need to break in.

"Are you still going?"

Zhou Chang asked Helianshan, Rong Tao and others.

Three ninth-grade seven-stringed harps were a huge and rare sum of money for disciples from aristocratic families like them.

Moreover, it is easy to get a large sum of money, but it is difficult to find a ninth-grade lyre.

"Of course."

Rong Tao said as a matter of course, with a burning desire in his eyes. He bowed to Zhou Chang, Helian Shan and others, and said, "How can we go to Jinshan and return empty-handed? Everyone, I'm leaving first."

Everyone looked at each other, then turned around and entered the Hundred Flowers Valley again.

As soon as the news of the three ninth-grade seven-stringed zithers came out, it immediately caused a sensation in the academy and Bocheng, and soon attracted many zither players to rush to the burial mountain.

Even those who were not zither players came.

Someone saw several downtrodden warriors at the edge of the valley.

The warriors who were carrying knives or swords saw so many Saint Dao geniuses gathered in front of the Hundred Flowers Valley, and they were all majestic and in high spirits. But they were all dusty, ragged, and had vicissitudes of life on their faces...

In comparison, he couldn't help feeling ashamed of himself and retreated sadly.

They came not for the piano, but for money, and even more for the oppression of life. Unfortunately, when faced with the genius of the Holy Way, they underestimated themselves and did not even have the courage to try.

"Girl, but will you break in again?"

At the mouth of the valley, Fang Wang looked at the figures of the crowd and asked.

"Not yet."

Mu Yu shook his head, and went back empty-handed. He then said in surprise, "That's strange. Why hasn't Senior Brother come yet? Hasn't Senior Brother always wanted to find a good piano? There are three good pianos in Baihua Valley now, so why haven't you seen Senior Brother yet?"

At this moment, she looked up and asked, "Where is my brother now?"

"Senior brother, it should be in the library." Fang Wang said.

Inside the library.

Feng Qingyan is reading.

Besides him, there is also Yan Shan who doesn't like to join in the fun. If someone wants to find Yan Shan, they can definitely find him in places with many books...

Such as a library.

As for why Feng Qingyan didn't go, it was because he knew his abilities.

Now even Mu Yu and Fang Wang have failed. What if this fake "zither player" could successfully break into Baihua Valley?

That must be a ghost.

Moreover, as long as he appears in Baihua Valley, everyone's eyes will be on him, and everyone is looking forward to his adventure into Baihua Valley.

There's nothing wrong with failure.

However, if you fail too many times, it’s better not to go.

At this time, he was watching the ten most sacred songs in the world, especially "The Conjuring". He always felt a sense of familiarity, which made him a little surprised.

According to the Qinshu, the sacred music "Soul Summoning" was composed by the mysterious Emperor Shang.

But it was lost with the demise of the ghost merchants.

In fact, more than half of the world's ten great sacred songs have been lost, such as the first-ranked "The Sound of the Great Dao". It is rumored that "The Sound of the Great Dao" was composed by the Great Sage Taishang. The music contains the sound of the Great Dao before the ancient times, and has unimaginable power...

Feng Qingyan shook his head and put it down. He was more interested in ghost business.

Because evil ghosts come from ghost merchants.

According to historical records, in the last years of the Ghost Merchants, evil ghosts were rampant throughout the world, and everywhere was hell, and the people were living in misery...

Only then did the Human King and the Saints appear and turn the tide. There are also historical records that the evil ghosts came from the Xuwei Realm and were released by the cruel Shang Emperor; there are also unofficial records that the evil ghosts were transformed by the evil thoughts of the Shang Emperor...

Feng Qingyan looked through the official and unofficial histories and found that there were dozens or even hundreds of theories about the origins of evil spirits.

But none of them explained it clearly.

It's all hearsay.

But one thing is certain, evil ghosts do exist because of ghost merchants.

But no one knows what happened in the last years of the Ghost Merchants, why the evil ghosts were rampant and everywhere turned into hell. Also, where the evil ghosts came from, I am afraid only the saints know, as for why the saints did not mention it at all, how could anyone know?

Before the ghost merchants, there was the even more mysterious Shen Xia.

In historical books, there are even fewer records of Shenxia than of Guishang.

But there are many unofficial historical records that Shenxia was the age of gods, an age where everyone could become a god...

The ghost merchants are called the Era of Ten Thousand Ghosts in unofficial history.

Now is the era of various philosophers.

Feng Qingyan put down the book and saw Mu Yu walking towards him.

"Brother, you're not going to Baihua Valley?" Mu Yu sat down, looking a little surprised. "Not long ago, Gongzi Qin took out three ninth-grade seven-stringed harps..."

"Three?"

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and after a moment of hesitation, he said, "I'll go take a look tonight."

"When?" Mu Yu asked.

"The beginning of the Zi hour."

Feng Qingyan said, and then continued to read history books about ghost merchants, but there were too few records about ghost merchants.

Moreover, many of them are the result of random guesses by later generations.

"What happened in the last years of the Ghost Merchants?" Feng Qingyan was also a little curious about why evil ghosts were rampant in the world and everywhere turned into hell.

There are unofficial historical records that the Shang Emperor transformed into a strange being and devoured living beings...

Above the most evil is "weird", which is an indescribable terrifying existence.

Not long after, Feng Qingyan felt that it was getting dark, so he walked out of the library and returned to the wooden house. He arrived at Baihua Valley at around midnight.

At this time, Baihua Valley was deserted, quiet and peaceful.

But not long after Feng Qingyan arrived, Mu Yu, Fang Wang and other zither players from the Fengming Zither Club all came, and they all looked at Feng Qingyan expectantly.

Feng Qingyan looked up at the night sky helplessly.

I only told you, but you told everyone...

Always looking up at the night sky.

"What on earth are you doing, brother?"

After more than half an hour had passed, the person playing the zither could no longer bear it.

Because Feng Sanding had been staring up for more than half an hour, motionless like a wooden sculpture or clay statue, which made people look confused and puzzled.

"Who knows." Fang Wang shook his head.

"I don't know either."

The other players were about to ask, but Mu Yu spoke first.

Feng Qingyan is not a zither player, so the possibility of him breaking into Baihua Valley is almost zero. The only chance is his eyes.

His eyes can see through the void and trace back to the source, perhaps allowing him to see the Hundred Flowers Valley clearly.

He is waiting now.

After an hour passed, even the instructors and teachers who were watching secretly were puzzled and looked at each other.

"Master Zhang, do you know why Feng Sanding has been looking up?"

An instructor asked and looked up at the night sky, but there was nothing unusual in it.

"Look up at the vastness of the universe?"

The old teacher was not sure.

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PS: Thanks to "Qianzhimu, Shuiyu Shiguang Zhongnianbuyu, Canjia Dazongzhang" for the reward! ! If I accidentally missed a name, please remind me and I will add it.

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