The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretending to be gods and ghosts Day 170 · "Alin" refers not to one person but to a group of people

Yu Minghao is obviously not unfamiliar with the word eunuch, because when he heard Jiang Yiming speak, his face showed a pained expression as if he felt the same.

Li Yixun looked at him in a daze, not quite understanding.

Yu Minghao explained to him in a low voice: "It's a boy. He was eunuched when he was a child, and then sent to practice singing."

Now Li Nixun also tightened his legs.

Jiang Yiming glanced at the two with a half-smile, which made Yu Minghao feel as if a draft had passed between his legs, making him feel chilly.

"The so-called eunuchs are indeed boys who undergo castration surgery to change the development of their voices before they enter puberty." Jiang Yiming said lightly.

Eunuchs not only have voice advantages that are difficult for women to match, but also have the physical strength of men to support such complicated and difficult singing. Because of this, among the most famous singers in history, eunuchs have also occupied a large part. A touch of the pen.

There was a time when there was indeed such a trend that poor families would send their children with unique and superior voices, hoping to be appreciated by others, or to become famous in one fell swoop and change the family's predicament.

Jiang Yiming is not uncommon for such things. In fact, he once knew such a powerful eunuch.

That person stayed by the emperor's side for ten years, healed the emperor's insomnia, spent the most precious ten years, but in the end he left the palace and returned to the fields, and never went back in his whole life.

"But eunuchs... so cruel..." Yu Minghao paused, "It's the 21st century now, what else?"

He stared at his mobile phone in disbelief. The recording sounded like it happened in a modern tone.

When did that happen?

And why did it appear in my mobile phone inexplicably?

"What existed in the past may not disappear with time." Jiang Yiming said, his voice was low and indifferent, he glanced at Yu Minghao, saw the blank surprise in Yu Minghao's eyes, and closed his eyes.

Wherever there are people, such things cannot be cut off.This is caused by human nature, how can it be prevented?

He didn't want to talk about this issue any more. Looking at the recording files on the phone list, there were still a few unfinished ones. He squinted his eyes and played them down in order.

There was a whirring sound coming from the mobile phone, and after a few seconds, I gradually heard the whispers of people talking, but the voices were extremely far away, as if they were secretly recorded, and couldn't be heard clearly.

Jiang Yiming frowned slightly, and the group of people listened intently, holding their breath, but they still couldn't hear anything. The noise in the background was louder than people's voices. In the blink of an eye, more than a minute passed, and finally there was a very soft but very clear sound end with a sigh.

"...What is this?" The blankness in Yu Minghao's eyes became more obvious.

Jiang Yiming didn't answer, he didn't say a word, just continued to click on the next recording file with a slightly sullen face.

The third recording file is another song. Listening to the sound, it seems to be the same eunuch who sang "Dou E's Injustice" in the first recording file, but the skill of this song is obviously much higher. .

Even people who don't understand the song can hear the showmanship in this song. In just one minute, the tone changes a lot, sometimes like a sparrow and clear, sometimes like a dull and turbulent sea wave.

Both Yu Minghao and Li Yixun subconsciously pricked up their ears and listened carefully, as if sinking into it.

Until the sound stopped abruptly, like a suppressed and extremely painful moan, pouring out from the sound, Yu Minghao and the others trembled, and suddenly came back to their senses.

"Brother, it hurts...", "A Lin's throat hurts...", "Woo..."

The rustling sound came from the phone again, mixed with the eunuch's moans and helplessness.

This time, the noise behind the background was more obvious, and the cries of children and the cries of birds could be heard vaguely. I don't know which one is louder, but I feel that these two sounds are mixed together. , screaming sadly and softly, making people's hearts tremble.

Jiang Yiming paused, then rewinded the recording and listened to it again. After listening to it several times, he finally heard what the child was crying in the recording——

"It hurts, it hurts... Ah Lin hurts..."

"Brother...uh...brother save Ah Lin..."

The voices of boys with different timbres rose and fell in the background noise, but no boy's voice was as unique and beautiful as the eunuch's voice at first.

And at the end of the recording, finally, another completely different man's voice inserted into it, low and magnetic, and he seemed to be comforting, promising a beautiful future one by one.

After listening to it so many times, Zhong Sheng and Jiang Yiming heard it clearly, their faces changed slightly, and they glanced at each other.

They originally thought that the eunuch was called "A Lin", but now it sounds different:

Those boys are all named "Alin";

"Alin" never refers to a single person, but a group of people.

——A group of children who were castrated and sent to train their singing skills since they were young.

The boys practiced their boring singing over and over again, and their immature voices were constantly pulled up, and no one would ever pity them.

Jiang Yiming looked at the last recording file.

This series of documents seems to be trying to convey a message and a story to them, and no one knows what the final outcome of the story will be.

It's just thinking of those ghosts trapped in the hotel, thinking of the ghost, and thinking of the ending, it won't be a wonderful happy ending.

The last recording file opens——

"It's as white as snow on the mountain, and as bright as the moon between the clouds. I heard that you have two opinions, so you have to say goodbye to each other..."

"... Desolate and desolate, you don't need to cry when you get married. I hope that you will have the same heart and never leave each other..."

It is a Yuefu folk song. The eunuch who sings this song has a very wide vocal range, ethereal and penetrating, full of strength.

But just behind such a very clean voice, there was a sound like wood bursting in fire from time to time.

Crackling, from time to time a very abrupt sound came in, but the singer didn't notice it, with the determination of breaking the boat.It's like exhausting all the skills of the whole body to complete a swan song.

The lyrics are not changeable, the words in the eight sentences are repeated repeatedly, but the most repeated words are used over and over again, singing a kind of extreme withering.

And just as the libretto reached its climax over and over again, the sound of wood burning and exploding in the background sound became more and more obvious, as if being caught in a fire.

"...how curled up the bamboo pole is, and what is the tail of the fish. A man is full of spirit, why use money and knives for...!" The last sound was raised suddenly, and he exhausted all his strength. That sound was extremely ear-piercing, like a drum full of energy The balloon was punctured with a bang.

Yu Minghao was startled suddenly, and his eyes widened suddenly.

I don't know why, but I suddenly want to cry.

Yu Minghao opened his eyes wide, tears dripping unconsciously from their sockets.

A kind of powerless exhaustion and despair, like a tide, came from all directions, swept his body, and drowned his thoughts.

Yu Minghao's eyes were out of focus, and his expression was numb and dull, as if all his emotions had been taken away by that piece of music.

He stretched out his hand slowly, gently caressing his throat with his long, white fingers, and exerting force with his fingertips, he could clearly see that his throat was white with pain, but Yu Minghao's face didn't show any pain.

As for Li Mixun, who was lying next to him, his movements and expressions were exactly the same.

Jiang Yiming's eyes sharpened, and he slammed his hand to interrupt the movement of the two of them. At the same time, Zhong Sheng interrupted the recording file in the phone.

He squinted his eyes and looked coldly at the dozen or so souls who had surrounded them before he knew it.

Being hammered violently by Young Master Jiang, Yu Minghao suddenly came back to his senses, only then realized that he was choking his own throat, as if choking his father and enemy, he couldn't help coughing, his throat was burning with pain .

"What, what's going on?" Yu Minghao coughed violently twice, his face turned red and white, and he stuttered.

"Entered in the sound demon, and was disturbed by it." Jiang Yiming answered concisely. The last piece of music had a strong soul power, and he could feel that the few ancient coins hidden in his sleeves came out of it. Trembling with excitement.

Yu Minghao and Li Yixun were undefended, and it was only normal for them to be tricked.

It's just that no one can imagine the impact of this song on people, but it is a strong desire to destroy-destroy one's own voice, destroy everything that is alive.

Only a soul that died with such a strong thought in life can have such a huge impact.

Also, such a gifted voice is a kind of shackles for these boys who become eunuchs.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

Yu Minghao's breathing was trembling. He wiped his face vigorously, looked at the dimmed screen of the mobile phone and said, "The person who wanted to do that just now... It's not me, it's him."

"I know." Jiang Yiming said coldly.

He looked at the dozen or so remaining souls who surrounded him, but the ancient coin in his sleeve did not show the violent reaction when he listened to the music just now.

The eunuch who sang that song is not here.

Jiang Yiming glanced around, and vaguely understood something in his heart.

However, he didn't take the time to verify it. The most urgent task right now is to send these people out of this nightmare safely.

As for what happened here, what has it to do with the boys in the recording, and the young man who died not long ago...

It's not too late to check these questions later.

Jiang Yiming clicked on the file marked "Jiang Shao chanting scriptures" in the recording file, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he heard his own voice coming from the phone.

"...Ying Yuan's thunderous sound universalized Tianzun."

Yu Minghao nodded. That's right, it's the recording file. Unfortunately, it didn't work in room 808 before. Maybe it's because the sound is too soft?

If there is a loudspeaker for Little Bee, he must amplify the voice of Young Master Jiang chanting sutras to be heard everywhere in the building.

When Jiang Yiming heard it, he frowned fiercely, and when he looked at Yu Minghao again, he wished he could slap him: "What kind of stupid recording would miss the beginning? You swallowed the word 'nine days'." ?”

Yu Minghao was startled, did he miss a word?Don't you think so?

He blinked blankly, looked at Young Master Jiang, and scratched the back of his head embarrassingly: "... No wonder it didn't work after a few times."

Jiang Yiming rolled his eyes towards the sky, Yu Minghao can last a minute or two longer in this situation, it's Jiang Yiming's ability, right?