I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

  Chapter 20 020. Fire, Moonlight, Melody

  Lu Yi immediately squeezed the crowbar in his hand.

  He observed carefully and found that the face of this model doll seemed to have been damaged by something, showing the outline of human facial features.

   "These model dolls caused the fire at that time?"

  Lu Zan stepped back two steps, the flashlight shone around the switch.

  He didn’t know much about circuits, he could only see that the fire was dense near the switch, and it was a little smaller outside.

   "However, a fire broke out in the background, why did Du Danping die?"

  From the perspective of the theater hall, the fire spread almost to the entire hall, and even the dome broke a big hole. Will the fire that started in the background evolve into this?

   "There should not be many people in the theater at the time. If there were no other accidents, they should be evacuated soon. What affected them?"

  The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

  A dozen or twenty people are rehearsing here. When a fire broke out in the backstage, no one noticed it, and the fire expanded to the point where it almost destroyed the entire theater. Could it be that these people were lost and fell asleep?

  At the same time, Lu Zie felt that the surrounding area was a little too hot.

  Sweat has leaked from his back, and the heat is still rising.

  Lu Zan turned around and saw the whole theater burning blazingly!

  In that scorching hell, a human figure covered in fire was struggling, wailing in pain, crawling towards the landing trip, trying to drag him into it.

  Lu Zan saw that by his feet, the figure with the outline of the face was burning with flames, and reached out to Lu Zan's trouser legs.

  He immediately waved the crowbar in his hand and hit the doll on the head.

   Click—

  The crowbar smashed and rotten, and the head of the already rotten doll was shattered with just one blow. Lu Zie was about to run out of the stage, only to find that the entire theater hall was dimmed again.

  The fire just now seemed to be just a temporary illusion, and the whole theater was still deserted, lonely, and gloomy.

  Lu Zan looked at the thing crushed by the crowbar. It was not a doll, but just an ordinary wooden shelf placed randomly.

  All the way out, the fusion model dolls that I saw before disappeared, like a nightmare.

  Lu Zan came to the piano, turned his head to illuminate the background with a flashlight, nothing was left.

  The back of his hand wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and Lu Zie realized that the previous hotness might really be an illusion.

  The light of the flashlight shone towards a messy second floor, where there were no puppets wailing in pain, no hot flames, but silence.

  It’s just that when Lu Zin’s flashlight confirmed the model dolls with weird eyes in the control room directly opposite the stage, he was surprised to find that all the model dolls who had been staring at the window were gone! !

  Where did these dolls go? Lu Yi had a lot of guesses.

  "These are the people who died in the fire at that time. Their grievances stayed here, trying to find the people who killed them?"

   "If this is the case, not only will they not hurt me, they should help me."

  Thinking of this, he seemed to feel relieved a lot.

  Lu Zan returned to the first row of his backpack.

  After all, he is not a well-known detective who can solve crimes by sitting in a rocking chair. The police have investigated so many times, and he certainly can't find too many new clues about the case. Instead of trying to please him, it is better to wait for the other party to show up.

  Since the task says to find a performer, it means that there must be a performance here in the evening. Some people in the local forum have also mentioned this.

  Lu Zan sat back, took a drink, and continued to pick up the phone to watch the video.

  I don’t know if it’s because of his change in his views on the weird model dolls. After a while, he didn’t encounter any strange phenomena.

   To be precise, there is nothing worthy of his attention.

Sometimes weird sounds like footsteps come from outside the hall, the crisp sound of marbles falling on the ground, and occasionally model dolls appearing and disappearing in front of the window of the control room-if these are ignored, it is indeed quite peaceful of.

  After twelve o'clock, Lu Zan looked at the remaining power of the power bank and looked up at the piano.

  The moon was just above the hole in the dome at this time, and the clear moonlight fell straight on the piano, forming a natural spotlight.

  A misty moonlight appeared in the theater hall, which was a lot brighter.

  Under such a ray of light, the originally gloomy, gloomy, and weird theater hall does not seem so scary anymore.

  A cloud slowly drifted past, concealing these beautiful things.

  噔—

  Suddenly, from the piano, there was a chord.

  Lu Yi immediately put away the phone, picked up the crowbar, picked up the flashlight, and walked towards the stage.

  噔—

  The sound of the piano is again, it looks dull, dull, sluggish, like a handicapped person with a hemiplegia, raising his hand and pressing it with difficulty.

  噔—

  Lu Yi saw that the black and white keys of the piano were pressed suddenly and automatically, as if an invisible person was adjusting the pitch.

  噔—

  When the fourth piano sounded, Lu Yi heard it. This sound seemed to be a lot more pleasing, like a musician who hadn’t touched an instrument for many years finally found his hand.

  噔—

When    reaches the fifth sound, there seems to be a looming melody between the two piano sounds.

  Along with the drifting clouds, the moment the moonlight falls on the piano again, the melody is tumbling.

  Completely contrary to this gloomy atmosphere, the clear and mellow piano sound filled the whole theater hall like flowing water, which was refreshing.

  The black and white keys of the piano are constantly undulating, like waves swaying in the dusk, rippling out a melody that Lu Yi has never seen before.

  He was attracted by the sound of the piano for a while, as if there was only this melody left in his brain.

  Music continues to flow, jump, and the theater hall quietly changes.

  Those corrupt, dying, and dirty things suddenly have colors, red, green, and blue, and colors that humans can imagine and can't imagine echo in the theater hall.

Unconsciously, many model dolls with weird eyes just stood in front of the window of the control room, standing in the ruined box, standing at the gate, without stepping into the theater hall, just staring into the stage like this It is an audience looking forward to the performance, but also like devout believers.

  In the melody of holiness, dignity, solemnity, lightness, melodiousness, liveliness and other different contradictory emotions, Lu Jie was immersed in it, as if he had forgotten what he had to do.

  He could see, under the moonlight, on the stage, beside the piano, a player sitting.

  The player wore a tuxedo, and his fingers moved flexibly on the black and white keys, just like a master with the highest skill.

It's just that the person, or the humanoid player, is full of scorched black marks, like a remnant body that has been baptized by fire and eventually burned. The blood vessels, muscles, and bones are completely inhuman. Things.

  Lu Yi saw this scene and suddenly came to his senses.

  He clearly knows that this is the biggest anomaly of this Jiangcheng Grand Theater!

  (End of this chapter)