I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Honesty is Lu Bian's greatest virtue, he told the truth and then asked.

"Ms. Song, can I borrow a piano?"

"You can play the piano?"

Song Yunyan was obviously a little surprised.

"A little bit."

Lu Bing is really only a little bit.

"please."

With the permission of the other party, Lu Bian came to the old but brand new piano, lifted the cover that covered the black and white keys, and tried the tuning a little.

Immediately, the melody flows.

This is what Lu Bian obtained and this is the music created by Du Danping.

He chose to play for two purposes.

First of all, if this Song Yunyan is no longer himself, but replaced by something, then this spiritual music should be able to help Lu Bian distinguish.

Secondly, if this Song Yunyan is herself, then she will definitely recognize this song and reach a consensus with Lu Jian.

"This is the tune Danpyung played that day."

Song Yunyan had a feeling of being separated from the world.

It seemed that the person sitting in front of her was not Lu Bian, who had met for the first time, but the talented and gentle Du Danping.

That year, the stage was gorgeous and dazzling, and under the spotlight, he played a colorful movement as if he had been kissed by the god of music.

That year, Chunxin was ignorant, and the beauty who admired the talented was shy and reckless.

That year, a fire burned everything down, and since then, there has been no sound of the piano.

"Danping has told me many times that it's not that he is looking for musical inspiration, but that all kinds of music got into his head like bugs, and those melodies keep chasing him. Believe until that day."

In the shimmering sound of the violin like river water, Song Yunyan was half-dream and half-awake.

"That day, we were preparing for the party, and many people were there, but suddenly everyone couldn't move. I don't know if you know that feeling, it's like the body doesn't belong to you, only the senses are still working, I see There was a fire backstage and I saw the fire spread, but I couldn't do anything."

"Until Danping pushed me away, he told me to go, he rushed to the stage and started playing the piano, I didn't know anything at the time, the piano sounded, we were finally able to move, and everyone ran towards the door that was on fire ."

"I looked back at Danping, he didn't stop playing, I saw his eyes, and he told me to go."

"I ran away, but he died, no one could explain what happened, everyone just thought he was crazy."

"Maybe everyone is crazy."

Song Yunyan's mouth curved into a self-deprecating smile.

"Since then, there have been some more voices in my head that I might call it. Most of these voices are incomprehensible to me, but just a little understanding will allow me to make the right choice in business. It's just that every night At night, these sounds will linger in my ears, lingering."

"Now, I finally understand what Danpin said, 'It's not that I'm chasing inspiration, it's these inspirations chasing me'."

"It's also a coincidence. When I bought the land, I once saw the designer's feel of the Jiangcheng Grand Theater, and on the manuscript, I also wrote a similar sentence. I didn't design this theater, but It's what it should be."

"Perhaps, everything is destined."

In the eyes of Lu Bian, who was playing, it was no longer the chairman's office of Jiangcheng Industry, but the Jiangcheng Grand Theater.

At that moment, the rays of light from the stars came from the ancient ravings and a glimpse of the world. When Du Danping came to this theater, what kind of mood did Du Danping make such a choice?

After going through these things, Lu Bian knew very well that Du Danping, who escaped from the gaze of that great being, could completely escape with Song Yunyan and the two of them. He had that kind of power.

However, Du Danping chose to return to the stage, back to the piano, and used this melody to rescue other people.

Even after his death, he still maintained his final performance.

And this theater, which may be part of the "ceremony" itself, can only be completely dismantled in order to completely avoid the tragedy of that day.

This is probably the answer to [who is playing] with a [-]% exploration degree.

Lu Bing thought.

Can mortals stand up to these great beings?

Du Danping's actions have already told Lu Jian that the power of mortals can never reach those supreme.

Even if he possesses extraordinary power, even if he has already reigned among human beings, in the face of those mighty powers that transcend nature, he can still only be crushed into pieces and turned into dust.

What greets Du Danping is death and the bondage after death.

What will meet Lu Bian?

he does not know.

On the side of the field of vision, the calligrapher's writing on the wall is distorted, forming lines of text.

[Unlock branch: Melody of Memories]

[You learned about the tragic end of a martyr, collect the melody fragments he scattered in the Quiet Land, and get rewards]

Ask for a ticket!

===035. Side quests===

"Side mission?"

While Lu Bian played, he thought for a moment about this sudden thing.

Since it is a branch line, it means that Lu Jian can be completed at any time, but the task description is "in the quiet place". The quiet place is obviously not the world Lu Jian is now in. In other words, the quiet place should be controlled by the system or some A different space influenced by a great existence, just like the Jiangcheng Grand Theater at night.

In other words, Lu Jian needs to look for these traces in the mission.

So what do you get if you find these melody fragments?

Mission descriptions are not specific.

Lu Bian just put it aside.

That's not the point of focus right now.

At the end of the song, Song Yunyan's tears came from the corners of her eyes. She didn't wipe it with a handkerchief, but just stood in front of the huge French window, staring into the distance.

If she had wondered whether Lu Bian was a grandstanding, a liar who fished in troubled waters, Song Yunyan knew everything when she heard the sound of the piano.

Because of this song, the first and last time she listened to it was during the fire.

The people who experienced it at that time have long since died, and Lu Bian's ability to obtain this song is the best proof.

Lu Bian looked over her shoulder and saw that at the end of the horizon, you could vaguely see the ruins of the Jiangcheng Grand Theater.

No wonder she bought the piece of land and didn't develop it, and chose such a place for her office.

In the past 20 years, she has stared at the past like this countless times, but found nothing.

Lu Bing realized something.

"Mr. Lu, I have a feeling that you and Dan Ping are similar in a sense. Can I ask you one thing?"

Song Yunyan didn't look back, only looked at the sparkling Lingjiang River.

"Please say."

"Can you help Danping free? He has been chained there for so many years, it should be time to leave."

She was silent for a moment, and then said so determinedly.

"no problem."

Lu Bian replied immediately.

"To be precise, Du Danping's undead has been freed."

"?"

Song Yunyan couldn't help but turn around.

"Ms. Song, in fact, my video is not finished. I edited the next one, and the main film is here."

Lu Bian took out his mobile phone and immediately played Song Yunyan a picture of him sang "Good Luck" while smashing the head of the dead body of her old friend with a crowbar.

"Alright."

Song Yunyan's expression was complicated.

"However, the Du Danping incident has not been completely resolved. To avoid such a thing, the Jiangcheng Grand Theater needs to be demolished. It is its architectural style that led to the tragedy."

Lu Bian expressed his thoughts just now.

"Then, it is best to establish some positive energy publicity and education bases at the site, or use it as a public welfare project. I believe that Mr. Du will be very pleased to see these in the spirit of heaven."

He said with certainty that he personally sent Du Danping's undead up.

"good suggestion."

Song Yunyan was stunned for a while, then nodded hesitantly.

She stared at the abandoned Jiangcheng Grand Theater again, as if to engrave it in the deepest memory.

"Mr. Lu, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Song Yunyan asked again.

"People like you, 'over there', money should be outside the body and can't be used, but I have nothing but money."

""

Lu Bing hesitated.

"For a while, I used to search for antiques all over the world, hoping to find a connection with Dan Ping. Unfortunately, those are ordinary things. You must not look down on Mr. Lu."

Song Yunyan pondered slightly annoyed.

""

Lu Bian hesitated again.

"or"

She remembered something again, but before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted slightly by Lu Bian raising his hand.