Last Wish Become God System [Unlimited Stream]

Suqiu nodded, and suddenly asked: "Dean Jian, do you understand music theory?"

Jian Mingshu let out a low laugh, and said casually: "I don't have complete pentatonic notes, it's unbearable to hear. Let alone talk about music theory, I'm afraid that even if he recognizes me, I don't even recognize him."

The self-deprecating Suqiu had a smile in her eyes, and she said softly: "Then this level may be a little more difficult."

"The one that Dean Jian drew at the time should be Ming Liulu. It's not difficult, you just need to follow the demonstration and repeat the piece."

Suqiu raised her finger and pointed to the twelve drums on the open space: "These drums each have a pitch, and someone will show you how to play it—"

"Uncle Ming, don't listen to her—" Before Chang Le could finish his sentence, several villagers came up and pressed him tightly.One of the villagers found a black cloth strip out of nowhere and sealed his mouth with a sullen face.

Jian Mingshu frowned immediately: "Be polite."

Suqiu raised her head to signal, and then several villagers reluctantly let Changle loose.She casually patted the shoulder of a girl beside her.The girl looked back at Suqiu and nodded in understanding.She has a lively temperament, Xiao Tiao stepped to the front of the drum, and slapped a series of not-so-pleasant tunes.

The string of drums sounded like stones thrown indiscriminately, with no rhythm at all.

As a hardcore music lover, Jian Mingshu frowned and endured the noise.

"Dean Jian, do you remember?"

Jian Mingshu was still immersed in the unbearable sound of drums, his brows were deeply furrowed, he stroked his chin subconsciously, and after a while he said slowly: "To be honest, I didn't remember."

"Can you do it again?"

Hearing Wu Shuyang sighed very slightly behind him, he couldn't help laughing secretly.It seems that this person can't stand the magic sound of smashing style.

Suqiu was straightforward and generous, she winked, and the girl in front of the drum started to beat the drum again.

"Do you remember this time?"

Jian Mingshu folded his arms, as if he was still thinking about that dissonance.The winter sun shone on his graceful and soft hair, like a soft string music.

"It's almost ready." After a long time, he said so.

The little girl by the drum was looking at this side, waiting for the instruction if it needs to give another example.

"Enough is enough." Wu Shuyang said in a low voice.This piece of music was extremely unpleasant, and he didn't have the patience to listen to it again.

"That's fine, it's fine to play like this." Jian Mingshu changed his mind instantly.

Su Qiu glanced at him suspiciously: "You remember again? You can't play this wrong."

"Seven seven eight eight."

He flexed his wrist and walked towards the drum.Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Chang Le, his head was shaking like a rattle drum, struggling to express his opposition.

Probably...not allowed to play drums or something.Jian Mingshu thought, but did not stop.

The morning light, accompanied by the east wind, raised his hem, revealing his slender legs, outlining his figure in a cold and moving way.

The little girl who was doing the demonstration stepped aside, Jian Mingshu turned around and stood in front of the drum.

He glanced at Su Qiu from a distance, she seemed extremely satisfied, with a long-cherished wish fulfilled on her face.

When Jian Mingshu patted the first drum, Suqiu's smile suddenly froze on his face.

It seems that he guessed right.

Jian Mingshu was afraid of being interrupted, so he slapped the whole song smoothly in one go. This song was neat and completely different from the one the little girl demonstrated.

If the listener understands a little bit of music theory, they may recognize that this piece is the reflection melody of the demonstration piece.

That is to say, each pitch of the original song is flipped up and down to form a new score.If two pieces of music are drawn on a stave, the notes will appear in a neat antithesis.

When I practiced the piano when I was a child, when it was boring, Jian Mingshu liked to flip the music sheet like this and play around.

"Omar...Miss Omar is going down to earth!"

Qu Bi, someone in the villagers yelled such a sentence, and the people who were drinking soup with them just now became confused, running and walking, and the people on the field scattered like birds and beasts.

The people who were so black just now ran away and only Liu Ruonan was left.She sat on the spot with a look of wandering away.

Suqiu was furious, her kind face twisted, her right hand suddenly stretched infinitely, and the fingers of the whole arm were like stretched silk, stabbing directly at Jian Mingshu.

Without hesitation, Chang Le rushed up immediately: "Get out of the way, you have a fine hair!"

In the blink of an eye, Jian Mingshu dodged to avoid her spike-like outstretched hands, and protected Chang Le behind her.

He held the mahogany knife in one hand, sneered, and stared at Suqiu: "You think I'm such a fool. I'm a fake."

"That's right, she's a counterfeit!" Chang Le hid behind Jian Mingshu, and immediately began to complain: "Last night she sent a lot of Suqiu corpses to beat us, Uncle Ming, beat her up!"

The two were wary of the fake Suqiu in front of them, Jian Mingshu lowered his voice and asked Changle: "Where are Liu Zhong and the others?"

"Yu Ying and Liu Qian went to live in the village. As soon as Su Qiu's body came, Liu Zhong ran away with Shangshi Gandang. After that, I was arrested and met Liu Ruonan here. After that, you came."

"There are many bad luck and bad luck."

"Then you still listen to her, and if you tell you to beat the drum, just beat the drum."

While they were having a quick conversation, Suqiu quickly fled from Wu Shuyang as if she had been burned.

She didn't seem to be walking, the lower part of her body turned into a black shadow, sticking to the ground and moving.

"Don't worry." Jian Mingshu said briefly. "I'm here to verify one thing."

Chang Le lay on Jian Mingshu's shoulder, frowned and looked at him, as if complaining, this person who disappeared for half a day and night, what qualifications does he have to reassure others.

"What's the matter?" Chang Le asked with a frown.

Jian Mingshu glanced at him quickly: "I didn't read the questions carefully, and I answered randomly. Let me ask you, what is the name of this cocoon world?"

Chang Le was at a loss: "Why does Cocoon World have a name?"

Jian Mingshu curled his lips into a smile: "Twins."

"I didn't figure it out at first. Later, the moment I saw her, I understood. Take a closer look. What's the difference between this fake Suqiu and the one we saw."

Fake Suqiu hid behind the sacred tree, only sticking her head out to look around.

"Bangs, bangs are reversed."

"Yes. The left eye of Suqiu we saw is big and the right eye is small, which is the opposite of her. Even this sacred tree, there is a similar one in the stone fortress, but the branches and crowns are mirror images of each other."

Chang Le glanced at Jian Mingshu in surprise.

Originally, these details were just conjectures.This "fake Suqiu" pretends to be smart, but wants to meet Jian Mingshu at the entrance of the village.The moment he saw her, he immediately understood the meaning of the two sacred trees and the two altars... From the very beginning, this world had two main gods, and they were two main gods who didn't fight each other very much.

"The melody just now, I found it wrong the first time I heard it. It's too ugly. The second time, I was thinking, if people can be mirror images of each other, what about the scale? So, what I just shot was her demonstration The reflected melody of that section is a mirror image of the original score. When she took the first shot, she was shocked, and I knew it, and I guessed it right."

He remembered that before the start, Suqiu deliberately asked him if he understood Le Li, this little girl's mind was very bad.

Jian Mingshu's eyes fell on the sacred tree of Oma: "Now, what I haven't unraveled is the very first one... the legend of Oma."

"Is now the time for you to whisper." Fake Suqiu's voice floated in the air, suddenly distant and near.

"Sister, don't be complacent. We already know that you are the main god, so you should worry about your own life."

Holding Jian Mingshu's shoulders, Chang Le immediately pretended to be a tiger, and swished a lot of spells, but unfortunately he was not very good at aiming, and none of them hit the fake Suqiu.

Fake Suqiu laughed wildly.

"Five people, I finished four. Most of the sacrificial supplies were replaced by strengthening me, and only one Ming Liulu was given to my sister. No matter what you think, I have a better chance of winning. You guys, it's better to worry about your own life." .I heard that if I succeed, you will all be buried with me."

She didn't feel complacent for a long time, and Wu Shuyang was offended by these words, the sacred tree where Suqiu was hiding lit up with a green fire, forcing her to retreat one after another.

Not only that, this fire also forced an unexpected person from the tree.

Liu Zhong rolled down from the tree, and Shi Gandang fell aside.

"Liu Zhong! Turtles are hiding in the sea, what are you doing up a tree?" Chang Le's sharp eyes immediately recognized him.

Liu Zhong ignored Changle.Suqiu's body rioted last night, he got up with a grunt, and rushed out the door with Shi Gandang in his hands.I can't go to the wooden house, and I dare not go to the village. After thinking about it, this tree is worshiped by people, and maybe it can save my life, so I made do with it all night on the tree.

Liu Zhong saw Jian Mingshu at a glance, and immediately got up, he couldn't stand still, and ran towards Jian Mingshu even rolling and crawling.

Chang Le glanced at him unceremoniously.

"Is what she said true?" Wu Shuyang asked in a low voice.

The confusion covered his approaching footsteps, he had already reached Jian Mingshu's side at some point, and his whole body was still covered by a huge cloak.

His voice was low and soft, and for a moment, Jian Mingshu even felt a little uncomfortable.

Ever since he rescued Wu Shuyang in time from the blood corpse in the wilderness, even his tone of voice has changed.If it was said to be as indifferent as the cold winter wind before, the tone now is like the spring breeze in March.

It's just that he couldn't figure out whether this slight difference was because he was thinking too much.

Chang Le looked up and down the man wrapped in a black cloak in amazement, and asked, "Who are you? What kind of attire is this?"

Jian Mingshu glanced sideways at Chang Le, signaling him not to talk too much.

Chang Le pursed his mouth knowingly, before Jian Mingshu explained: "It's true. The person behind us is now tying up everyone's life."

He was referring to Liu Zhong.

Yu Yingliu's life is more ominous than good, he has seen the death of Sister Zhu and Sister Baimian with his own eyes.These four people happened to correspond to the four disappearing bloodstains.

The last one left is either Liu Zhong or Liu Ruonan.If the fake Suqiu wanted to kill Liu Ruonan, he would have already done it when he caught her yesterday, so there is no need to wait until this time.

The answer is obvious, the last target of the main god is Liu Zhong.