I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

The whole body of the suona was pitch black, and there seemed to be detailed patterns on the surface. These patterns formed some kind of characters, but Lu Jian couldn't recognize them.

【The suona of the gangster】

【excellent】

[A weather-beaten suona, as long as you hold it in your hand, you can master the playing method]

[Suona only rings in the mouths of some craftsmen from the East in the abandoned capital]

[It is believed that this instrument originated from the worship of certain gods, and its sound can call the attention of great beings]

【Whether sad or happy, the loud voice always penetrates the heart】

【"Don't brag, it's my own!"】

[Price: 444 Silence Points]

More than 400 silence points, relatively cheap among high-quality products.

The reason why he fell in love with suona was first of all because Lu Jian felt that suona was very festive. No matter what kind of music, it could become a cheerful song when paired with the high-pitched timbre of suona.

In addition, suona itself is also used in funerals and other occasions, and is closely related to the dead. Suona also has the effect of warding off evil spirits.

In the end, the description of this prop seems relatively safe, at least it can be used by ordinary people. Moreover, there is a sentence in the mission description not to stop playing. Lu Jian guessed that music may be the key to completing the mission.

He really doesn't have musical talent, the only musical instrument he knows is the clarinet he learned in elementary school, let alone a triangle.

So it is really difficult for Lu Juan to learn how to play in a short time.

This suona seems to be tailor-made for Lu Jian.

Thinking of this, he got off the subway at the station, came to a place where no one was there, and immediately clicked to buy.

Lu Jian suddenly felt that the backpack became a little heavier.

He opened the backpack and found a suona inside.

The pattern on the surface of the suona actually looks a headache and complex feeling, but it feels very smooth when touched by hand. The enamel of the suona is different from ceramic woodware, more like the bones of some kind of creature.

Holding it in his hand, Lu Jian felt some knowledge flow into his brain, but, unlike [last words], this knowledge is like some kind of sticky spider web, scattered on the surface of the grooves in the cerebral cortex, as if it will come to him at any time. was pulled away.

Now Lu Jian can master the playing method and technique of suona, and he feels that he is roughly at the level of a skilled worker.

After thinking about it, Lu Jian took the suona to his mouth and blew it.

The high-pitched voice immediately penetrated the air and played beside the street.

Lu Jian's fingers moved naturally, as if his hands and mouth no longer belonged to him, they only existed for playing this piece of music.

The zigzag suona sound echoed on the street. This is a suburban area, and there are not many pedestrians, but Lu Jian's actions are enough to attract attention.

Lu Jian felt that with his playing, his whole body became tense and his joints were sluggish, like an old man who was dying, only his fingers became more and more flexible, and he played a short and intense melody.

Lu Jian has never heard this song, but judging from the melody, it seems to be some kind of ceremony, and the song in the ceremony has a calming effect.

Before he knew it, more and more people surrounded Lu Jian.

Lu Jian caught a glimpse of the audience next to him, and saw that the person seemed to be taken away by something, with a dull expression and dull eyes, and slowly swayed his body with the ups and downs of the suona.

He found that all the listeners had become in a similar state.

Those people were in a trance, confused, and sluggish, and only slightly curled up towards Lu Lian who was playing, as if worshiping a certain supreme existence.

And Lu Juan himself, who plays, is like a puppet holding a string. He looks forward, the sky above the low buildings in the suburbs, above the original blue sky, is the deep and boundless universe and stars.

Among the stars, a star is shining brightly, echoing the melody of Suona.

"...!!!"

When Lu Jian saw the star,

His scalp was numb, and he felt his brain entangled in cobweb-like knowledge humming and exploding.

His vision penetrated the atmosphere, away from the solar system, approaching the dark yellow star at an incredible speed.

At this moment, Lu Jian's body suddenly lost its restraint, and he hurriedly removed the suona from his mouth.

Everything disappears.

The people around Lu Juan came back to their senses. They were a little dazed, but they soon thought that they were attracted by Lu Juan's suona sound. Many people even took out banknotes from their wallets and put them on the ground in front of Lu Juan.

With the suona in his hand, cold sweat oozes from the forehead of Lu Jian, and the sunshine in early summer can hardly dispel the gloom in his eyes.

"...The suona problem is a bit big."

Lu Jian felt that he was almost sent away just now.

Compared with the friends under the bed, the experience just now made Lu Jian feel even more weird.

"The co-author of the great existence is also an alien?"

Lu Jian was afraid to look up at the sky for a while, for fear that he would see the moon smiling at him.

At this time, Lu Jian saw that the characters on the banknotes on the ground were distorted and turned into cold words of the system.

【Name: Lu Jian】

【Occupation: Director】

【Education: Bachelor】

 …

【Will: 80】

【Education: 70】

【Lucky: 20】

【Sanity: 71】

[Silence Points: 1666]

[Inherent Skill: Desperate]

[Inherent Skill: Last Words]

"Sanity has diminished again."

Lu Yi quickly noticed the difference in his panel.

The experience just now made Lu Jian less rational by five points.

It seems that being frightened will reduce sanity... But why, although it is true that it is easy to make people confused when they are frightened, it will return to normal afterward.

"If sanity reaches zero... what will happen?"

The more Lu Jian thought about it, the more he felt that the problem was serious.

He bent down to pick up the money, counted it, and it was almost a thousand less. He didn't know if it was because everyone was really infected by the suona, or because of some mysterious and unknowable reason.

"In the future, if you really can't get rid of the blame, you can play this suona to make money."

Lu Jian joked to himself.

"So, these products are actually fighting fire with fire?"

he thought again.

If you encounter any ghosts and ghosts in the theater at night, you can blow the suona by yourself, maybe you will summon more weird things to suppress those little ghosts.

Thinking of this, Lu Jian didn't know whether to be relieved or worried.

"Forget it, change everything."

He unraveled himself.

Even if you don't blow it, maybe hitting those weird guys with the suona will also have an effect.

With more than a thousand silence points left, Lu Jian decided to exchange for a good weapon.

He can't use hot weapons such as guns and ammunition, which can easily hurt himself, and may not be very effective against ghosts.

As he boarded the bus to the former site of the Grand Theater, he continued to browse through the catalogue.

The scenery outside the window became more and more desolate, from the original low-rise buildings to the bungalows in the urban-rural fringe area, and soon, Lu Jian saw paddy fields and irrigation streams.

When he arrived at the station, Lu Jian had already selected a suitable weapon.

It was the 【Holy Sword of Physics】 under the list of 【Murder Weapons】.