Crown of Silence

Chapter 128 Revenge of the Evil Spirit

"The professor is being hunted? Are you sure?"

Ye Qingxuan heard this voice and quickly speeded up. He kept a careful eye on it and did not directly control the ether to open the lock from the inside. Instead, he chose to use Bai Xi's hairpin to open it.

With a click, the door opened.

Fortunately, the two people in the room were fully focused and did not hear these small sounds.

He quietly pushed the door open, and felt the dense layers of ether turbulence. Those are probably the defensive barriers engraved in the room by Pusu Po. As long as an outsider touches them, they will be activated quickly and kill the infiltrators to the core.

On the ceiling painted with dense scriptures, many traces of music scores can be faintly discerned. They are hidden in ceilings, walls and floors.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't use ether to open the lock rashly, otherwise he would have been captured on the spot.

Amid the curls of incense, there was a skinny man wearing a gorgeous silk robe, sitting cross-legged on the couch.

Silajita looked at his younger brother who was kneeling in front of him: "Are you sure? Vasina."

"Yes, brother."

Posina told what he had seen: "Just like the robin told us. In the early hours of yesterday morning, the professor was betrayed and attacked when he met with his agent...

It's a mess now, but I'm sure he's hurt. Someone destroyed an entire building just to kill the professor. "

"The whole building?"

"Yes, there were three musicians lurking outside and performing a 'symphony performance' at the same time."

Posina said: "I saw that the entire building turned into dust and collapsed. The corpses were not weathered, but they all turned into a ball of mud and fell to the ground. It was impossible to tell who was who.

We didn't find the professor's body, but we're sure he was seriously injured! That guy from Mockingbird really did it. "

"Robin……"

Srirajita murmured the name: "That guy is showing us power, Vasina. It is a warning. If we are not willing to listen to him, we have to be like the professor."

"He wants us to do things for him?"

Posina's expression changed, "He just wants to use us, right? We can't be used as a weapon by him."

"Do you think he just wants to use us?"

Sheila Jita said coldly: "He sent a warning to all the gangs in the lower city, and we are just one of them.

Now more than half of the people have pledged their allegiance to that guy, and the remaining people don't dare to resist him. "

"That guy...who is he?"

"Boshina, have you heard of 'House'?"

"House of Avalon, the House of Lords and Lords of Avalon?"

"Not the showy place in the Palace of Westminster, but the more secretive one."

Shirayita stroked the hookah in his hand with a complicated expression:

"It is said that decades ago, the Anglo nobles were dissatisfied with the high-pressure control of the royal family and secretly established a new chamber. Almost all the great nobles of Anglo gathered in it.

Those nobles who controlled the military and political affairs and various local departments united together to represent most of Anglia.

After throwing away the false excuses, they used their power to benefit only themselves, making laws and having many agents outside.

The original Rat Club was the force they built up. But the rats would do things carelessly and their presence would be revealed, and they would get angry.

Like Shiva's thunder, a rat that big would be destroyed overnight. "

After Shirajita finished speaking, he fell into silence for a long time.

Posina was also in disbelief: "You mean, the robin is a member of the House of Representatives?"

"Probably, besides the House of Representatives, who else can be so powerful as to turn the professor who was secretly controlling the situation and almost fighting against the shaman into a rat on the street?"

"What exactly do they want to do?"

"Are they looking for clues about the 'Blood Road'?"

Silajita said in a deep voice: "I suspect that they may have instigated the commotion caused by that oriental brat a few days ago.

That idiot Shah Rukh was so smart that he intervened rashly and ended up with no body intact..."

"That kid really has the key to the Shadow of Avalon?"

"I am not sure."

Sheila Yiduo shook his head and told an old story.

-

It is said that before leaving Avalon, the shaman spent a lot of money to ask the trader three questions. According to their agreement, the trader can choose not to answer, but he cannot lie.

The shaman's first question is: how to enter the Shadow of Avalon. The trader told him: the only way is through blood.

His second question was, who had ever entered Avalon. The trader told him: There is an Oriental.

The third question is, what did he take away. The trader didn't say anything, so he changed the question: how he got in there, the trader didn't say either.

Finally he asked a question and the trader said it. But no one knows what that question or answer is. Then the shaman disappeared for nine years.

“When the shaman decided to come back, the first order he issued was to find an oriental child with white hair.

The House felt that the clue must be in the Oriental child. But now it seems that this may just be the old bastard Shaman spreading suspicion. "

Sheila Jita crushed the hookah angrily and said with cold eyes: "We were all beaten by that old bastard."

Seeing Sheila Yiduo getting angry, Vasina trembled subconsciously and lowered her head, not daring to say anything.

Finally, Sheila Yiduo calmed down and leaned on the chair, seemingly worried: "Also...how is the investigation of the black musician?"

Posina shook her head: "There are no clues yet."

"The vengeful spirit... is said to have challenged Parliament. Mockingbird has us pursuing any leads on Holmes."

"I see."

Posina stood up and respectfully left, but was stopped by Shravitta again.

"But let your men be careful not to anger him, do you understand?"

Sheila Yiduo was full of caution: "Holmes is a black musician that even Master Pusupo finds troublesome. Let the group of people in the House deal with the trouble.

You don’t want to wake up in the middle of the night and see something standing in front of your bed, right? "

Posina seemed to have thought of something, trembled, and shook her head cautiously.

"Then go ahead."

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan secretly remembered the names of the House and the Robin, then quietly closed the door and pulled Bai Xi away.

-

"A revengeful evil spirit?"

When they arrived at a secluded place, Bai Xi finally couldn't help but speak, and said with great joy: "Cousin, your nickname is so awesome!"

"It's just spreading rumors, don't pay attention."

Ye Qingxuan shrugged, concentrating on controlling the melody and blocking the surrounding sight, but he began to think in his heart... Should he take the things away and then leave a note for these bastards?

For the sake of them giving themselves such a prestigious nickname.

He couldn't wait to put the warning in Sheila Jita's face!

Damn these bastards...

-

"We're here, it should be here."

In the shadows, Ye Qingxuan stared at the entrance not far away, and gradually frowned: These Tianzhu people really spent a lot of money to help Pusupo break through!

Just outside the entrance gate, like a bonfire party, the fire illuminated all the darkness.

Twenty or so burly men with white scarves on their heads were sitting outside the door, looking around sharply, prohibiting anyone from approaching.

Moreover, they were leading several thick and fierce vicious dogs. They looked around with blood-red eyes. They were rare mixed-breed dogs. Maybe they had the blood of some strange creature mixed in them.

And right in the middle, there was a weird-looking man sitting.

Like a beggar who was extremely poor, the man was dressed in rags, and the only decent thing he wore was a barely-there-looking crotch cloth. But his skin exposed in the night was extremely rough and covered with scars.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, and his knotted muscles had the texture of twisted iron wire. He looked like he was made of scrap metal and iron blocks, with sharp edges and corners. The man had a bald head and a messy beard on his chin, which was also filled with lice, which was disgusting.

But Ye Qingxuan became afraid.

This guy... couldn't be an ascetic monk from Tianzhu, right? In legends, monks who were known for their extreme training and suffering often had incredible powers.

Some of them are as tough as stone, and some are even apprentice musicians. They are proficient in the secret seven-character chanting. They are known as advanced musicians and can later be transferred to the profession of "Mohu Luojia", which is a compound faction of transformation and chanting. They are first-class. Difficult to deal with.

Although I don’t know how much this guy weighs, it looks a little tricky.

Fortunately, he is not a musician yet.

Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath, signaled Bai Xi to be careful, and then activated the Jiuxiao Ring Pendant.

Even after the last run-in, Ye Qingxuan had improved a lot, but it would still be too much to cover forty people with the effects of Black Friday in one go.

Fortunately, he also had a cheat like the Double Snake Timepiece.

He recited the secret words softly:

"All things are dim, but the tree of life remains evergreen."

There was a click, the pocket watch made a light sound, and the second hand began to rotate.

One minute.

-

In the silence, the ascetic sitting cross-legged on the stone steps suddenly raised his head, listened attentively, and his expression became alert.

Among those intricate breathing sounds, a faint melody suddenly sounded, like a wail. That kind of whine was mixed among the many women in the brothel, making it difficult to distinguish.

It's like a black river sweeping from the bottom of my heart. There was an inexplicable coldness in his heart. I couldn't help but sigh, feeling lonely and cold.

Decades ago, he personally beat his junior brother to death in order to compete for a spot in the Eight Merit Pools. If that child had grown up, maybe he would still be by his side now, right? If two people practice asceticism together, they may not be lonely.

Recalling the child's smile, he felt slightly sad. But after all the training, he soon recovered.

Just in a daze, he raised his head and it seemed that nothing had changed.

The hallucinatory rhythm never existed.

Beside him, a few drops of sweat falling on the stone steps gradually evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

——

In the underground passage, when Ye Qingxuan finally stopped playing, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Bai Xi supported him and handed him a potion to restore his energy.

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand and said no.

He calmed down slightly and felt much better from his mental daze. Fortunately, most of the burden was given to Jiuxiao Huanpei, otherwise he might have been exhausted.

In the cold wind blowing from the passage, he raised his head and looked at the door not far away, his eyes became cautious.

At the end of the passage, there was a brass door.

There were many notes and music scores engraved on the brass. It looked like a good alchemical equipment. Just a rough identification showed that it had functions such as reinforcement and alarm. If Ye Qingxuan opened it, it might take a lot of effort.

But now, the door that should have been closed was opened a little, revealing the faint shadow of the light behind it.

A line of blood color was faintly spreading out.