The woman used her fingers wearing thin silver finger chains to move the keys and press the strings little by little. She patiently and gently adjusted the instrument with a pear-shaped resonance chamber, as if she was preparing for the performance. After about ten seconds, she held Qin in her hands again, raised her smooth and smooth legs, and sat on the wild deer statue behind her.
Then, a gloomy melody flows from the strings.
Zhou Yu had never heard this strange xylophone sound before. Its clear and cool tone is not as bright and soft as the guitar, nor as melodious as the pipa.
Such a cold string sound reminded him of the ice field for some reason.
Strong winds roared across the boundless ice field, causing the ice floes to constantly hit each other, making crisp and cold sounds. The music of the drifting ice spread far away in the cold wind, to the ash-like sky and to the deep sea under the ice.
Under the water, under the sea, under the darkness, under the web of dead snakes, there...
The woman playing the piano began to sing.
She stretched her neck long and raised her head, like a sacrifice whose throat was cut and blood was being bled. On the slender neck was a silver ring that was curved like a snake. The singing voice coming from that graceful throat made Zhou Yu shudder.
It's not that the singer's bell-like voice is different, nor is it the sob-like style that's annoying.
...Why exactly? Just hearing the ambiguous syllables of unknown meaning coming from the other party's teeth made him tremble from the depths of his bones.
Women sing songs. Her slender and lustrous body and ethereal and elegant temperament were all tainted by the syllables spitting out of her lips and teeth. It was an indescribable song, incomparably beautiful yet twisted and horrifying, melodious and sweet yet desperately vicious. Her slightly twisting figure as she sang was not popular in Zhou Yu's opinion. It was the body of an anaconda that dances to the flute.
The weeping singing lasted for an unknown amount of time. Before Zhou Yu could not bear to take action, it gradually became quieter and finally came to a standstill.
The woman loosened her strings and stood up from the stag statue. She slowly opened her five fingers towards Osier, and the round and delicate fingertips were covered with blood.
Orsl laughed loudly. He clapped vigorously and whistled, and the woman stood on tiptoe and bowed, as if taking his reaction as a form of appreciation.
"You never disappoint me, Anti." He laughed and turned to look to the right, "What about you? Dear little master, do you feel satisfied with this piece of music?"
Hongye didn't answer. From the moment the woman started playing, she sat there motionless with her head hanging down.
"This song always reminds me of your father. In all these years, I have not seen a better player. Only Anti, my magical Anti, plays exactly like your father."
"Yeah?"
Hongye responded with a calm voice.
"Really? Well, my little master, you can't imagine how difficult it is to train such a piano player. Of course, I guess your father is not happy to play the piano in front of you. He will hate this song when he gets older. It’s said—but it’s only said—that once an unlucky guy sang this song in front of him, and he ordered that person’s head to be chopped off. People say that he killed Lisafa for this reason.”
"Do you really believe this rumor?"
"You ask me? I don't know. But I like this statement. Since I learned about this rumor, I have to find someone to sing this song in front of him at every gathering. I am really curious about the day when he will suffer You can kill me, or maybe Ender. This fantasy has sustained me for many years, but you see, in the end I'm still here. Your father is a devil of his word, and I respect him for that."
Hongye looked at the woman playing the piano quietly. She was obviously not interested in the topic at the banquet, but the woman just moved her body happily, as if she was humming a certain rhythm in her heart. From the moment she entered the banquet hall, she never said a word that could be understood. Only when Osl spoke did she show any sign of listening.
"...This is also your pet, right?"
"Osl shrugged and said, "It depends on how you understand it... Strictly speaking, I never exerted any external force on her body or spirit. She was a natural beast, and I considered myself a discoverer, nothing more. "
"So, who put the fourth soul in her body?"
Orsell just smiled, he was silent and blinked.
"Is it 'freezing'? He pulled out the wolf's soul."
"Hey, you're always so sharp," Ausle said, "but let's not be busy right now. We'll talk about the spoilers later. You have to listen to the other two songs, which I wrote myself."
He clapped his hands, and the woman drew a few gorgeous chords on the piano. Different from the last time she sat singing, she held the piano and spun briskly. The skirt covered with crystal drops is flying like a blooming flower. She sang in between lively dances. This time, the language was still incomprehensible to Zhou Yu, but there was no strange feeling like before. Judging from the loose and simple melody, this seems to be just an ordinary exotic ballad.
The woman plays exquisitely and sings with a pleasant voice. She sang this cheerful song while spinning constantly.
Ausier was still the first to applaud, but this time he stopped laughing. Not only him, but also Hongye clapped her hands silently, ignoring Zhou Yu's eyes at her.
"How?" Ausier asked.
"You must have put a lot of thought into it."
"Yes, I racked my brains to fill in this lyrics. You know in today's world, no one uses the nine-note temperament anymore. Next, there is the last song, which is also my proud work."
Osier clapped his hands again, and the woman held the piano and started playing. This time she neither danced nor sat down, she just stood there playing and singing. The melody of this song is slow and solemn, but the style of the melody is very mixed, as if several songs of different styles were mixed together. Were it not for the virtuosity of the performer, this would probably be a rather mediocre piece.
However, Hongye still listened carefully. From her expression, it can be concluded that she can fully understand the strange guttural lyrics sung by the woman.
The melody of the song went back and forth for at least a quarter of an hour before finally ending with the woman's long coda. The woman loosened the last string. The jade-white strings and her black fingers were covered in blood.
She still opened her fingers unconsciously and showed the wounds and blood stains on her palms to Osel.
"Well done, Anti," said Ausle. "Now please rest."
The woman swayed her body leisurely, retreated to the pool in the corner of the banquet hall, and stretched her hands into the water to wash herself. The banquet hall fell silent.
Ausier stopped laughing. He squinted his eyes and hummed softly. Zhou Yu could vaguely recognize his tune, which was the second piece of music he had just performed.
"Now I have no regrets." He said, "If I had known this, little master, I would have spent more time with you. You were still a little girl at that time, but now? You are not much shorter than my son. It’s…oh, time! How annoying! But this shouldn’t be mentioned tonight. Now let’s drink!”
He raised his glass. This time it was not only towards the red leaves, but also towards Zhou Yu on the left.
Due to his persistence, Zhou Yu also reached out and held the cup. He wasn't sure what the red liquid in the cup was, but from the mellow aroma and transparent color, he could at least tell that it wasn't pure blood.
"Drink, I promise it's not poisonous." Osier said, "I never do this at banquets. After the banquet is over, we can behave in a proper manner. There is a quite large training ground in my garden. There is a weapons collection. Of course, little master, you can use your own Hongxiang sword. We can each prepare it and go there to completely solve the problem."
