So FaRe, La SoRe …
After pressing the notes, Feng Bujue took a few steps back and paid attention to the movement around him.
A few seconds later, two pale, long and narrow arms stretched out from the piano cover at a very strange angle …
There was an idiom called 'reciting a poem backwards'. Perhaps someone could do it, but Feng Bujue had not seen it before, and he did not think there was any meaning in reciting a poem backwards. However, he was about to experience 'playing a poem backwards'.
Before the hands played, the fingers were crossed and the palms were extended outward. Feng Bujue immediately realized that this seemingly unnecessary action was the 'reaction time' that the game left for the player. If the player was not scared out of his wits, he would have done something now.
"Don't listen to it … The most important thing is to clap after the performance …" Feng Bujue repeated the advice from the song, and he understood it immediately. He slid to a chair on the first row and sat down. He placed his phone on the seat next to him, and the flashlight was clamped between his knees, shining it on the piano.
At this time, the two arms that looked like dried wood seemed to be ready. The ten fingers that looked like ghost claws twisted nimbly and pressed down on the piano keys. Then, the playing started … The hands danced on the piano keys, and the middle of the arms were bent at an unimaginable angle. The bones of the elbows were bent strangely, and the fingers seemed to have a life of their own as they moved and jumped on the piano keys …
From a visual point of view, the way the two ghostly arms played the piano was neither beautiful nor fast. If one had to describe it, it was like there were ten earthworms strung on two fishing hooks, five on each hook. The worms then twisted their long bodies, trying to break free from the shackles of the fishing hooks.
As for whether the song was good or not, Feng Bujue had no idea. Even though sporadic notes entered his ears, he could not hear a complete melody at all. This was because from the moment the two arms started to play the first note, Feng Bujue had used both of his hands to cover his ears. He shook his head rhythmically and quickly hummed, "La la la la! La la la! I'm an expert in selling newspapers … "
After he finished singing the newspaper selling song, he started singing the Volunteer March at twice the speed. Anyway, as long as his hands didn't stop, Feng Bujue was prepared to keep these two songs on loop. Who knew what kind of grudge he had with Nie Er.
In any case, about five minutes later, when Feng Bujue was about to sing the song for the third time, the two arms stopped playing. The ghost claws left the piano keys and stopped in the air.
Without another word, Feng Bujue started to clap his hands loudly. He even shamelessly yelled out, "Nice!" The only thing missing was another shout of "Give me another one!"
This kind of cheering seemed to have shocked the owner of the two ghostly arms. In any case, the arms were suspended in the air. It took about 30 seconds for them to react.
He clenched his right fist and waved it twice in the air, as if to express some kind of dissatisfaction. Then, he held the lid with his left hand and removed the bracket supporting the lid with his right hand. Then, he held the lid with both hands and slowly retracted it back into the zither, closing the lid. Overall, this action could be seen as a sign of rejection …
"Main mission progress updated.
"Explore Ye Jie High School, solve the seven supernatural phenomena, current progress 2/7."
"Hmm … Looks like not all of the so-called 'Seven Bums' are fatal." Feng Bujue picked up his things and stood up. "Or perhaps … I'll die if I listen to the whole song? Hmm … It feels like this scenario is trying to convey a worldview that 'ghosts are also human beings'. "
He glanced at the time. It was 35: 18. There were about five more minutes until it was his turn to make the call. He wondered how Passing Rain was doing. There was no notification that the mission had been completed. This meant that she was still trapped in the space of the 'thirteenth step', and the system had not given him the notification that she had died.
This feeling of knowing that the other party was in danger but not knowing the actual situation … naturally affected Feng Bujue to a certain extent. He opened the game menu. Even though he knew it was pointless, he just wanted to take a look at his teammates' IDs and see the words "Alive". It was a strange feeling, just like when players were playing shooting games, they liked to click on the tab to look at their teammates' names whenever they had the time …
But when he opened the game menu, he made a surprising discovery. Feng Bujue looked at the team tab and noticed that there was a new mastery unlocked in the mastery tab.
Half of the shadowed area that appeared after the open beta was revealed. The new mastery was called 'Sorcery', and Feng Bujue's current mastery level was F.
Of the two new masteries, Feng Bujue had already unlocked one, but from the name, he knew that this mastery would be incredibly difficult to train.
During the closed beta, the six specializations — General Ability, Machinery, Detection, Combat, Shooting, and Medic — seemed to be rather normal settings. However, this' Spirit Arts', as well as the last one that had yet to be unlocked, was most likely a supernatural ability.
Feng Bujue had no idea whether the Sorcery mastery had been unlocked after he completed this mission or when he was haunted by the old well. However, since he had gotten it, he could not help but consider many things, like … whether the reward for clearing this scenario would be a skill related to sorcery; other than that, since the mastery sounded like it was meant to deal with ghosts, would it affect other players and monsters? Would the related skill be able to be used on a physical level?
He stood there to think for a while before he was urged by the system to leave. If he continued to space out, he would be playing AFK-like. He had no choice but to leave and continue his exploration.
The time until the next call was coming, and there was still no notification from Passing Rain to complete the mission. Feng Bujue could not help but be nervous. With one minute left, he hesitated … hesitating whether he should make this call or not.
Passing Rain was definitely not in a good situation. Of the many ghost stories about the school, the 'thirteenth step' was one of the more famous, and it was probably the hardest to survive. The rhyme, 'Turn back, turn back … Don't leave the first to the thirteenth step', gave no hint at all. From the sound of it, once one crossed the thirteenth step, it would trigger a rather fatal warning.
However, when Passing Rain was on the phone with Feng Bujue, she had been multitasking, counting as she walked, and she had already completed all thirteen steps. She herself did not expect to run into the thirteenth step when she was on the second floor of this seven-story building.
At that moment, Feng Bujue's consideration was, if Passing Rain was already in a very bad condition, then there was a very high chance that she would not be able to answer this call, and the consequence of that would be that she would become the responsible party, and in the next fifteen minutes, she would be faced with an even more serious threat.
But if … he did not make this call, he would become the responsible party and be hunted by the ghosts. However, if he did that, he could guarantee that Passing Rain would not have to take on any additional risk.
Just as he was hesitating, the time was up.
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