From star abyss

Chapter 575 279. Quiet Night

Xia Beiluo sighed.

It turns out that ‘guitar’ is just an instrument, which is really a waste of joy.

Music, painting, and literature are areas strictly controlled by the church.

What ordinary people are exposed to is either gospel poems and eulogies spread by churches, or electronic music compiled and synthesized by machines, which is cheap and repetitive and only appears to numb people's boring souls.

Only knowledgeable people, or the children of the upper class, will learn and appreciate elegant traditional music, as well as gorgeous and romantic symphony orchestras.

No matter how you look at it, a 'guitar' that can neither be used as an accompaniment for singing praises nor can be performed in a hall for dignitaries will definitely not fetch a good price.

But even so...

Xia Beiluo picked up the guitar and looked at its streamlined outline like a blade. It didn't feel like a musical instrument, but like a weapon.

The silver chrome-plated piano surface looks very cool, with a roaring dragon painted in thick colors, as if venting its anger to the world.

Xia Beiluo glanced at the exorcism array. There seemed to be no reaction, indicating that no evil spirits were entangled.

Although her grades were average, she still knew the basics of psychics very well.

Purple Star's education believes that all things have animism. If an artifact has been with humans for a long time, it will also be contaminated by the influence and aura of the owner. Even if consciousness is born, it is normal.

...If you think about it carefully, you are really pitiful.

Xia Beiluo gently stroked the surface of the instrument, comforting the soul of the instrument:

How long have you been alone under the water? The owner may have died in a car accident, leaving you with a guitar in the world.

You are lonely, it doesn't matter, I am the same. Let me tell you, I have no friends and no family. Just like you, I live alone in the world. So please forgive me, I may have to rely on you to sell some money to eat. ,sorry!

Xia Beiluo said, checking the condition of the piano body.

Surprisingly, this guitar shows almost no signs of wear, not even signs of use.

It's so pitiful. It was probably intended to be given to someone as a gift, but due to a car accident, it lay dormant underwater for a long time.

You must want to perform on stage, right? You also want to bring your piano sound to the audience and let people shout and praise you, right?

Xia Beiluo comforted and said:

Speaking of which, this is the first time I have come into contact with an instrument like yours - I guess many people don't know what a guitar is. It's hard to sell it for a good price... but it doesn't matter, I will keep you here for the time being. Maybe one day someone will come along and take you away, and then you will also have the opportunity to be played, and I will be able to make money.

Xia Beiluo was full of curiosity about this novel instrument.

Speaking of which, when I introduce it to others, I have to figure out how you should use it - like this, playing with your hands?

Xia Beiluo said, moving his fingertips toward the strings and plucking them down.

Thumb——

The glasses clinked together, and Li Ozi took a sip. The sour taste made him frown slightly. This subtle move made the waiter on the side look drunk at first, and then he quickly stepped forward to apologize:

I'm sorry! The quality of our drinks is not good, which makes you suffer. Please forgive me. It was not our intention. It's just that the place is too small and we really can't find anything better...

Well, this isn't your problem, it's that this body is too delicate.

Li Ozi put down the wine glass, then used the silverware knife and fork to cut the steak on his own, eating the meal carelessly, and asked at the same time:

Is your place in Tranquility City under the jurisdiction of the [Lord of Ghosts] diocese?

Due to the poor reception, the waiter explained enthusiastically:

Yes, our Serenity City relies on the protection of the parish to protect itself from the erosion of the 'Desolate Sea'.

What is the desert sea?

The caramel snail took a bite of the lobster egg roll, took another sip of the warm corn juice, and asked curiously.

Hey, this guest, are you from the parish in the core area? The waiter was slightly surprised.

Ah, this...

It doesn't matter where we come from. It's no good for someone of your status to know too much.

Li Ozi wiped his mouth and explained:

It's normal that you haven't heard of the deserted sea. After all, an anomaly that occurs once every ten years cannot be caught up at any time. If it is protected too well, you might still doubt whether the deserted sea exists.

What you said makes sense! Many people say that there is no suffering or torture in the world because they have never suffered a loss.

The waiter smiled and said:

Then I will explain it to this gentleman.

The origin of the so-called Wild Sea is not complicated. Since ancient times, due to participating in the war outside the abyss, the demon gods who died in the battle and were sealed were pressed deep in the core of the Purple Star. Over time, their corpses fester and deteriorate. Breeding the corrosive power of evil.”

As you all know, there are always large areas of uninhabited and deserted abandoned cities among the cities of Purple Star. That is the result of being cleansed by the demonic energy of the desert sea.

No matter how strong or weak it is, even if the legendary Zeta-level false god comes to the world, he will die under the erosion of demonic energy.

Fortunately, our three supreme gods, [Lord of Ghosts], [Emperor of the Void], and [Yuanyuan Tianzun], prevented us from being destroyed by the demon god outside the abyss.

Demon?

Caramel Snail murmured.

This was the first time he heard this statement.

Yeah, think about it, there must be a reason why the church doesn't let us look up at the stars and prohibits people from exploring the universe. The church must be doing this to protect us.

The waiter said matter-of-factly:

The church has protected us, guided us to transform our living environment, and taught us to become servants of the Lord God. In this case, those spiritual warriors who intended to harm us in ancient times are not demon gods.

Ban...exploration of space?

Caramel Snail was stunned. This time he controlled his expression and mouth very well.

When was your diocese taken over by the [Ghost Lord]'s church?

Li Ozi asked.

Forty years ago. The waiter said with a smile: Before that, Tranquility City had always been a city under the jurisdiction of the [Yuanyuan Tianzun] Church.

Forty years...

Li Ozi estimated the time.

Just right.

Caramel Snail curiously said:

Speaking of which, it seems like you are not averse to the [Lord of Ghosts] taking over?

Well, how should I say it? The waiter thought for a while and said, When the mediums and shamans of [Yuanyuan Tianzun] were still there, we did not have the freedom to marry and fall in love. The person whom everyone married needed to be strictly determined by the priests. Calculate the matching. The [Lord of Ghosts] doesn’t care about this, but has some strange taboos...

Strange taboo?

For example, gambling is not allowed, blood products are not allowed, rock music is not allowed, etc...

Rock n roll!

Caramel snails caught on to the term immediately.

In that case, do you know anything about rock music?

I'm sorry, I've only heard about this taboo.

The waiter said regretfully.

Ah, that's a shame.

The caramel snail sighed.

but,

Li Ozi stood up:

Since it is the parish of [Ghost Lord], it is much more convenient.

Are you two guests looking for something related to rock music?

The waiter asked curiously. Seeing the two eyes falling on her, she quickly said:

I will not leak your information. According to the Asul Agreement, people with different religious beliefs are not allowed to invade each other during non-war periods.

No, it's nothing. I am a disciple of Tianzun. Tianzun warns us to treat others with enthusiasm.

Li Ozi smiled slightly and told a lie sincerely:

We were definitely searching for news about rock music, but not to listen to it, but to find a friend.

friend?

Igor Choi. Li Oz said: I'm looking for him and his guitar.

Ding——————

Xia Beiluo slowly raised his head.

The lights flickered, and the terrified screams of the spirit came from the nearby transformer, as if some high-risk spirit monster had appeared nearby.

The air in the garage seemed to get colder, and she subconsciously shrank her shoulders and shivered.

“This guitar needs to be plugged in to perform.”

A slightly hoarse voice said.

Oh, really, I'll try it later -

Xia Beiluo stood up and was about to look for a socket.

I'm looking for a charging socket... huh?

She was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked around to find the source of the sound.

Hey? Where are you?

The man sighed:

Oh, fuck! I'm so convinced - your psychic perception is worse than that of a snail.

Who is it? Who is scolding me?! I am a high school level quasi [psychic medium], please don't mess with me!

Xia Beiluo faintly heard a sound transmitting, but her poor talent was not enough to detect the precise location of the spirit body.

Lift your head and look ahead, little girl.

Xia Beiluo raised his head and looked forward, but could only see the spare rearview mirror in the warehouse.

Is he here?

No, it's not.

Xia Beiluo stepped forward and looked in the mirror.

A thin face appeared in the mirror. He was wearing sunglasses and his long black hair was thrown casually on his shoulders. He looked bohemian.

……Hello?

Xia Beiluo raised his hand politely and said hello.

My name is Xia Beiluo. I am 17 years old. I dropped out of high school. Are you——

The next moment, the spirit in the mirror raised a fist, crossed the spirit dimension, and hit Xia Beiluo on the face.

Bang!

Xia Beiluo took a few steps back and almost stumbled to the ground.

Uh uh...fuck, just make do with it! This is the only thing you can rely on.

She rubbed her head, picked up the guitar from the ground, like a soldier picking up a rifle, opened the garage door, and walked out calmly.

'etc! My noodles, I have to make noodles! ’

Why are you always thinking about that pound of noodles?

'Xia Beiluo' was talking to herself. As she passed by the shelves, she caught a glimpse of sunglasses and half a box of 'Long Live My Lord' brand cigarettes placed on them.

Fortunately, there was a lighter.

‘Ah, don’t touch other people’s things, they are left by the boss. ’

Fuck boss, I have the final say in this place from now on.

She spat out obscenities without scruples, put on her sunglasses, lit a cigarette, and walked stubbornly towards the city with an electric guitar in her pocket on the street where the light was swaying.

‘Hey, what are you doing? It’s almost curfew at this hour. The church people will be unhappy. ’

All I want is for them to be unhappy.

'Don't ruin my reputation...'

Don't worry, they didn't know you before, and they won't know you in the future either.

Xia Beiluo held a cigarette in his mouth and sneered with a grin.

'Hey...who are you? Without saying a word, he snatched someone's body. ’

Me? A poor boy, a boilermaker, and a shabby rocker.

The guitarist quickly climbed to the top of an apartment, overlooking the entire quiet city from a high altitude. Then he took off his cigarette and blew out a smoke ring under the clear light of the purple moon:

Ziluoxing, Igor Cui is back!

The next moment, the blood-boiling hot music was resounding over the entire city.