Due to the fear of encountering other ghosts, the group proceeded with extreme caution. Whenever they sensed potential danger, they preferred to take detours rather than risking direct confrontation.
As a result, the players spent a considerable amount of time before reaching a distance of about fifty meters from the abandoned building.
But they dared not get any closer.
Because just as they arrived nearby, they heard that beautiful piano melody, resembling a song and a cry, with lingering echoes that seemed to never fade away.
The skill of the performer was evidently very strong. Even as amateurs, they could discern that the performance was exceptionally well-executed.
Moreover, even within the abandoned building, the piano created an atmosphere reminiscent of a performance in an exquisite palace.
Unconsciously, they found themselves immersed in the mood of the music, falling into the dream woven by the performer.
The players’ gazes gradually became vacant, and their bodies involuntarily moved towards the abandoned building.
Due to Ruan Qing’s relative expertise in hypnosis, he didn’t fall into the eerie piano sound. Watching the other players acting strangely, he walked away with a vacant look in his eyes.
However, as he passed by a table with a flowerpot on it, he seemed to collide with it as if he couldn’t see it.
With a loud “bang,” the flowerpot fell to the ground, and the porcelain pot shattered.
The players turned their attention to the source of the noise.
Ruan Qing looked at the flowerpot he ‘accidentally’ knocked over, his eyelashes trembling slightly. Under the players’ gaze, he spoke in a small, uncertain voice, “Sorry.”
The young man wore an expression of self-blame and confusion, as if he had done something wrong. His face displayed a mix of remorse and bewilderment. However, the players didn’t blame him because they, too, had come back to their senses.
The players glanced at their own bodies, which had almost walked out, and at the enticing piano melody in their ears. Their eyes revealed profound shock and fear.
They were at least fifty meters away from the abandoned building, and the sound was already sporadic. Yet, even so, they were still deceived by the piano sound.
If it weren’t for that beautiful NPC accidentally breaking the flowerpot, the consequences for them could have been dire, as one could imagine.
Indeed, they couldn’t afford to be careless at all.
The players retreated without hesitation, putting more distance between themselves and the sound until it was almost inaudible before finally stopping.
The person playing the piano was undoubtedly the pen spirit.
This posed a problem.
If the pen spirit didn’t leave, they wouldn’t be able to approach the piano, and thus, they wouldn’t be able to find out what happened seven years ago.
The players also didn’t suggest sending someone to lead away the pen spirit because that wouldn’t be leading it away, but rather leading the player to their death.
After all, just dealing with the ghosts in this ghost domain was already quite challenging, not to mention the pen spirit who was the Ghost King of this ghost domain.
Seemingly, all they could do now was wait, waiting for an opportunity to touch the piano.
However, the piano had been playing for an hour without stopping, and instead, they had been forced to move to several hiding places.
The breath of the living attracts ghosts, and they couldn’t stay in one place for too long. Moreover, as they lingered, more and more ghosts were drawn to them. Just when the players couldn’t endure any longer, the sound of the piano seemed to... stop.
The players listened carefully but couldn’t hear it anymore.
To verify, they cautiously approached the abandoned building after not hearing the piano for more than ten minutes.
They discovered that the abandoned building was now filled with signs of a fierce battle, with large amounts of bloodstains on the ground, creating a terrifying scene.
Obviously, under the recent piano sounds, an intense battle had taken place.
The bloodstains trailed into the distance, indicating that one side might not have been able to withstand the fight and fled in that direction.
Ruan Qing looked at the slowly disappearing bloodstains on the ground and the bloodstained talismans scattered around, and his heart couldn’t help but sink.
Was it Shen Yu’an? Or was it Qiao Nuo?
Perhaps there was no need for analysis; the person who had just been here was probably Qiao Nuo.
And Qiao Nuo clearly couldn’t defeat the pen spirit; otherwise, there wouldn’t be so much blood on the ground.
The amount of blood, even with regenerative abilities, was horrifying.
Not to mention that the pen spirit likely pursued him.
Ruan Qing silently watched the bloodstains winding into the darkness, eventually withdrawing his gaze.
The players didn’t pay too much attention to the traces on the ground. Once they confirmed that the pen spirit was not around, they immediately walked to the abandoned piano.
They didn’t know when the pen spirit would return, and they had no time to waste. There was no time to test what would happen if they touched the piano.
Players exchanged glances, and eventually, everyone placed their hands on the piano, including Ruan Qing.
The moment everyone touched the piano, it instantly became as pristine as new, just like when Ruan Qing touched it last time.
With the players’ touch, the piano produced an eerie sound, followed by a dazzling white light suddenly illuminating, almost tearing through the darkness.
Players instinctively closed their eyes and then lost consciousness.
Due to the fear of encountering other ghosts, the group proceeded with extreme caution. Whenever they sensed potential danger, they preferred to take detours rather than risking direct confrontation.
As a result, the players spent a considerable amount of time before reaching a distance of about fifty meters from the abandoned building.
But they dared not get any closer.
Because just as they arrived nearby, they heard that beautiful piano melody, resembling a song and a cry, with lingering echoes that seemed to never fade away.
The skill of the performer was evidently very strong. Even as amateurs, they could discern that the performance was exceptionally well-executed.
Moreover, even within the abandoned building, the piano created an atmosphere reminiscent of a performance in an exquisite palace.
Unconsciously, they found themselves immersed in the mood of the music, falling into the dream woven by the performer.
The players’ gazes gradually became vacant, and their bodies involuntarily moved towards the abandoned building.
Due to Ruan Qing’s relative expertise in hypnosis, he didn’t fall into the eerie piano sound. Watching the other players acting strangely, he walked away with a vacant look in his eyes.
However, as he passed by a table with a flowerpot on it, he seemed to collide with it as if he couldn’t see it.
With a loud “bang,” the flowerpot fell to the ground, and the porcelain pot shattered.
The players turned their attention to the source of the noise.
Ruan Qing looked at the flowerpot he ‘accidentally’ knocked over, his eyelashes trembling slightly. Under the players’ gaze, he spoke in a small, uncertain voice, “Sorry.”
The young man wore an expression of self-blame and confusion, as if he had done something wrong. His face displayed a mix of remorse and bewilderment. However, the players didn’t blame him because they, too, had come back to their senses.
The players glanced at their own bodies, which had almost walked out, and at the enticing piano melody in their ears. Their eyes revealed profound shock and fear.
They were at least fifty meters away from the abandoned building, and the sound was already sporadic. Yet, even so, they were still deceived by the piano sound.
If it weren’t for that beautiful NPC accidentally breaking the flowerpot, the consequences for them could have been dire, as one could imagine.
Indeed, they couldn’t afford to be careless at all.
The players retreated without hesitation, putting more distance between themselves and the sound until it was almost inaudible before finally stopping.
The person playing the piano was undoubtedly the pen spirit.
This posed a problem.
If the pen spirit didn’t leave, they wouldn’t be able to approach the piano, and thus, they wouldn’t be able to find out what happened seven years ago.
The players also didn’t suggest sending someone to lead away the pen spirit because that wouldn’t be leading it away, but rather leading the player to their death.
After all, just dealing with the ghosts in this ghost domain was already quite challenging, not to mention the pen spirit who was the Ghost King of this ghost domain.
Seemingly, all they could do now was wait, waiting for an opportunity to touch the piano.
However, the piano had been playing for an hour without stopping, and instead, they had been forced to move to several hiding places.
The breath of the living attracts ghosts, and they couldn’t stay in one place for too long. Moreover, as they lingered, more and more ghosts were drawn to them. Just when the players couldn’t endure any longer, the sound of the piano seemed to... stop.
The players listened carefully but couldn’t hear it anymore.
To verify, they cautiously approached the abandoned building after not hearing the piano for more than ten minutes.
They discovered that the abandoned building was now filled with signs of a fierce battle, with large amounts of bloodstains on the ground, creating a terrifying scene.
Obviously, under the recent piano sounds, an intense battle had taken place.
The bloodstains trailed into the distance, indicating that one side might not have been able to withstand the fight and fled in that direction.
Ruan Qing looked at the slowly disappearing bloodstains on the ground and the bloodstained talismans scattered around, and his heart couldn’t help but sink.
Was it Shen Yu’an? Or was it Qiao Nuo?
Perhaps there was no need for analysis; the person who had just been here was probably Qiao Nuo.
And Qiao Nuo clearly couldn’t defeat the pen spirit; otherwise, there wouldn’t be so much blood on the ground.
The amount of blood, even with regenerative abilities, was horrifying.
Not to mention that the pen spirit likely pursued him.
Ruan Qing silently watched the bloodstains winding into the darkness, eventually withdrawing his gaze.
The players didn’t pay too much attention to the traces on the ground. Once they confirmed that the pen spirit was not around, they immediately walked to the abandoned piano.
They didn’t know when the pen spirit would return, and they had no time to waste. There was no time to test what would happen if they touched the piano.
Players exchanged glances, and eventually, everyone placed their hands on the piano, including Ruan Qing.
The moment everyone touched the piano, it instantly became as pristine as new, just like when Ruan Qing touched it last time.
With the players’ touch, the piano produced an eerie sound, followed by a dazzling white light suddenly illuminating, almost tearing through the darkness.
Players instinctively closed their eyes and then lost consciousness.
