I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

The moment he touched the pale head, Lu Jian seemed to hear a chuckle in his ear.

Bang——

The head exploded silently, jumping between the pages of the book, piled up with white bones, forming the words of the mission.

【Who is playing the piano】

[Who is singing in the theater in the middle of the night, playing a taboo movement, in the empty auditorium, only lonely applause echoes]

[In the theater that was destroyed by the fire, there are always whispers like weeping and complaining. You come here, but you don’t know that you have become a character on the stage]

【Don't stop playing, trust me, you don't want to see that scene】

[Task Difficulty: Mortal]

[Task requirements: Arrive at the Jiangcheng Grand Theater after sunset tomorrow, find the performer, and survive until dawn the next day to complete the task]

【"His playing is admired even by the gods"】

"... survived until dawn?"

When Lu Jian saw this description, he had a bad feeling.

Seriously speaking, if there is no danger, this general restriction of survival games will not appear.

You have to wait until dawn to find the unknown performer in the abandoned theater, no matter how you listen, it is very dangerous

But looking at the difficulty of the task, it is only at the level of ordinary people.

Lu Yi doesn't know what a mortal difficulty task is, but "Friends Under the Bed" is also a mortal difficulty, probably about the same?

He thought that maybe he would hear some inexplicable voices and see some mysterious guys while staying in the abandoned theater.

Looking under his own bed, Lu Jian felt that the problem was not serious.

After learning the corresponding mission information, he went to surf the Internet to find clues.

Enter the name of the Jiangcheng Grand Theater, and Lu Jian quickly saw that there was indeed a grand theater in Jiangcheng.

This theater is located at the junction of the current Jiangcheng New District and the old city. It has a history of more than 50 years. Until the 1990s, it was the choice of Jiangcheng people for weekend leisure and entertainment.

However, with the development of movies and the later popularization of the Internet, the Jiangcheng Grand Theater gradually declined. Finally, around the beginning of the century, due to circuit problems, a serious fire broke out in the Jiangcheng Grand Theater, which could not be repaired.

The owner of the Grand Theater was going to demolish it and sell the land to a real estate developer, but later, due to unknown changes, the transaction was put on hold, and that piece of land became a wasteland that no one disposed of, until today.

After all, these things happened twenty years ago. At that time, the Internet was not well developed, and it seemed reasonable that Lu Jian could not find it.

Rumors about the Jiangcheng Grand Theater are mostly distributed in local forums, post bars and other places that have long been out of date. Many pages have expired, but Lu Yi still found some clues.

"...It is said that the fire was caused by a boss's wife who had an affair with an actor in the theater. After their affair was exposed, they were tied to the stage and burned alive in the theater!"

"No, it was people in the theater who used this place to carry out illegal transactions behind the scenes. Later, the uneven distribution of spoils led to a fire, which caused the entire theater to be burned down. I have seen the police surround it with my own eyes!"

"Don't listen to the fact that the wind is the rain. It's actually because the theater was originally built on an ancient battlefield. There are too many dead people and the yin is too heavy, so it is often haunted. The reason why the theater was not sold is also because of the haunting!"

"I heard from the mother of my nephew's classmate that there are still people singing and playing the piano at night in that theater. It's scary!"

"What kind of ghosts and ghosts, people still believe in these in the 21st century, if you ask me, there may be a problem with the geomagnetic field there, so people will have hallucinations, all of which can be explained by science!"

Speeches like this are mostly accompanied by simple web pages that disappear in the long history of the Internet, and only a few snapshots can be used to glimpse them.

For more in-depth information,

Lu Jian felt that it might be difficult to find it online, so he had to go to the library.

Tomorrow, I will go to the library to check the newspapers and periodicals of the year during the day, and go to the Jiangcheng Grand Theater to read the cards in the evening.

After making a decision, he became calm instead, without the excitement of a primary school student going to the spring outing the next day.

After washing up, Lu Juan looked under the bed again, it was empty.

Although that incident made him hesitate, but now there is no other place for him to sleep.

When people are poor, even haunted mourning halls can sleep.

After turning off the light, lying on the bed and watching the video for a while, Lu Jian gradually became sleepy.

In a daze, Lu Jian suddenly felt that something was pressing down on him.

He tried to open his eyes and get up, but his eyelids were as heavy as a stone, his body was stiff, as if he had died, his chest seemed to be oppressed, it was difficult to breathe, and he would die soon.

This feeling is like when I was about to wake up from a dream last night.

In the subconscious struggle, Lu Jian's right hand suddenly touched a cold, soft and delicate hand.

As if to appease Lu Trip, that hand gently held his fingers and rubbed Lu Trip's palm.

With the touch of this hand, Lu Jian felt that the pressure on his body suddenly decreased a lot. Although he still couldn't lift his eyelids and couldn't move his hands and feet, Lu Jian felt a lot more relaxed, and his consciousness was not so muddled.

His left fingertips moved slightly, and a silver revolver with a long barrel and a large caliber appeared there.

boom--

Lu Lian's consciousness completed the firing of the pistol, and a sound began to appear in his mind, and accompanied by the opening and closing of his mouth, it echoed in the room.

"Good luck to you, good luck to you, good luck to joy and love, good luck to us, good luck to..."

It's "Good Luck".

Lu Yi currently has five speech bombs loaded, including a piece of "Good Luck", which is still the original version.

Don't ask, asking is to ward off evil spirits.

I don't know if it was because of the cheerful melody of the song, or because of Lu Jian's own ability, the oppressive feeling on his body suddenly disappeared.

Lu Jian opened his eyes.

In the dim room, the cabinet cast a deep shadow in the dim light, and the unknown shadow behind the curtain shivered and swayed. Lu Jian subconsciously touched his shoulder first to confirm that there was nothing else on it, and then borrowed the light of the mobile phone, Climb out of bed to the sound of Good Luck.

Turning on the light, he glanced under the bed.

It's empty.

Getting up, Lu Jian carefully opened the cabinet again.

crunch——

The sound of the cabinet door opening and closing sounded, and Lu Jian took a look, only to find that there was an eye staring at him among the clothes he had folded!

"!!!"

Lu Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he took half a step back.

But soon, he saw again that those eyes were nothing more than prints on the sweater.

"There is probably something in this room."

Now, even Lu Jian can understand that there must be something weird in his room.

And there's more than one.

At least what made him unable to move, and that cold and soft hand, were two different existences.

Lu Jian thought about it.

He turned on the computer and started playing the playlist of the Spring Festival Gala, filling the room with cheerful music.

Lying on the bed, Lu Juan fell asleep peacefully to the melodious music of "Unforgettable Tonight".

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