novelcrest Chapter 587 Singing
Chapter 587 Singing
Chapter 587 Singing
Even if the Feng family is willing to wait, they can't afford to wait. Pan Du has already had an accident. If this matter is not resolved as soon as possible, who knows who will be next time.
Moreover, Jiangcheng didn't trust Luohe's speculation very much. Even if this supernatural incident could be solved, Pan Du might not be able to rescue him.
Taking a step back, even if he is rescued, who can guarantee that Pan Du who wakes up is the same person he used to be.
Rather than some weird thing, it is being resurrected through Pan Du's body.
In a daze, Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered the previous recording, which was released by Luo He, and contained the tiger-like voice that had long since disappeared.
The tiger-like voice sounded very miserable, and he howled in pain, begging something to return the skin to him.
There is no doubt that that thing is a ghost.
The group wiped out the ghosts that Ruhu and the others almost wiped out the Feng family.
It's a pity that this ghost was actually released by the Feng family.
But until now, what everyone still can't figure out is how much that ghost hates the Feng family. From the current point of view, the Feng family just sent him away.
It seems that there are many unknown secrets hidden in it.
Looking back, from where they were standing, they could just see a corner of Feng's house. The high light gray wall stood there, as if separated by two periods of time.
Since ancient times, the stories that happened in the deep house have always been shrouded in a layer of mournful and sad tone. The Song Dynasty copy is that here, he has the same feeling again.
Staying in Feng's mansion, because of the existence of ghosts, the atmosphere was almost suffocating, so everyone tacitly chose not to go back, but walked aimlessly along the street.
Not long after they came to this world, everyone has not fully adapted to it, and the atmosphere that is completely different from modern society has created a great sense of tearing for them.
It actually gave them an unreal illusion.
Although the war was won, the eyes of passers-by are still more confused. The pain and shadow left by the cruel war will take time to slowly smooth away.
After walking for a while, the place is relatively not prosperous, with sparse stalls on both sides, most of them are old people with white hair, and there are children in rough clothes and disheveled faces.
There are traces left by bullets on the walls on both sides, and there are many burnt and blackened wood and bricks. Farther away, there is a ruined wall.
The flames of war have also burned to this land, and what you see before you is the bloody history, which is more impactful than any documentary or transcript that claims to be completely realistic.
In front of the door of a building that had been bombed and was almost left with nothing but a shelf, there was a piece of cloth several feet square.
There are some small handicrafts and some woven dolls on the cloth. Several Oriental women are sitting around the cloth, and one of them is holding a child in his hand.
Perhaps because of hunger, the child kept crying, and all the woman could do was comfort her in a low voice.
She can't even eat enough for herself, and there is no milk to feed her child.
Fatty, who saw this scene with his own eyes, paused, and then slowly shook his head.
"You think they are pitiful?" Jiang Cheng glanced at the women, then turned to look at the fat man, his tone as calm as ever.
But to Jiangcheng Weiwei's surprise, the kind-hearted fat man shook his head rarely, and firmly said, "No."
He was silent for a few seconds, and continued: "I used to feel sorry for them, but who pities us? They still have a chance to be here, and they still have a chance to live, but what about our brothers and sisters, those compatriots who were killed by them Well, who has pity on them?"
"People have to learn to pay the price for their actions. How can there be so many encounters and smiles to end their grievances? They are still alive now, which is already the greatest kindness."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and sighed, "It's a pity."
"It's a pity." The fat man turned his head and looked at Jiang Cheng with a strange expression, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.
He would never have thought that Jiang Cheng originally planned to take this opportunity to educate him, but the fat man's answer made him unable to find fault, so he had to give up.
Just as they were leaving, there was a burst of singing behind them, the singing was extremely mournful, carried by the wind, with a hint of illusory illusion.
Even if it is performed in another language, the sorrow of the singer can still be heard, but it is another thing that makes everyone stop and even open their pupils suddenly.
They recognized the singing voice.
No, it's the tune of this song.
It was actually exactly the same as the music in the background that was howling like a tiger in the recording.
Only a few steamed buns were used, and the name of this song was easily found out from the mouths of several women - "Sakura no Fall"
Regarding this song, they also have a background story, saying that if you do something that makes you regret, or hurt someone, then when the cherry blossoms are falling, make a straw man yourself, Then place the straw man under the cherry blossom tree.
After a rain, the cherry blossoms fall, and if the straw man disappears, it means that the god has accepted your request.
The gods will give you the opportunity to make up for the mistakes you have made, or to regret, of course, in a confusing dream.
As long as your heart is sincere enough, everything will become reality when you wake up from your dream.
The people you once loved will change their minds and start over with you. What you did wrong will be made up for. Even the relatives you once died will reappear in front of you when you wake up, greet you with a smile, and be happy. Same as before.
But the woman also said that this god is not as friendly as it seems, and most of his requests to humans are in the mentality of playing in the world.
If your performance in the dream does not satisfy him, or even annoys him, then he will keep you in the dream forever.
Be with him and atone for what you did.
What's more, he will even put on your clothes, dress up exactly like you, and then live as you, bewitching your relatives and friends.
After saying this, the woman also seemed to find that these things were difficult for the foreigners in front of her to understand.
At the same time, she was even more worried that these people would think that she was spreading rumors and turn their faces against her, so she lowered her head dryly and added that these were just legends and should not be taken seriously.
Probably can only be regarded as some kind of expectation of people.
Regrets are regrets, and only those that cannot be changed or made up can be counted as regrets, and such things as gods can only exist in fairy tales.
But the few people in Jiangcheng obviously didn't listen to this as a fairy tale, because they knew that, at least in some respects, ghosts could also be regarded as a kind of god.
(End of this chapter)