Inside The Black Mist Chapter 324: Secret Party


Liu Jinglin's wife, whose full name is Ma Shuyang, is no stranger to Twelve Movements at Twilight. When Liu Jinglin was alive, he discussed this score with her more than once, and Ma Shuyang gave Liu Jinglin a lot of advice based on his professional knowledge, which was written on the score in the form of annotations by Liu Jinglin.

This sheet music was originally owned by Liu Jinglin. But several years ago, it was donated by Liu Jinglin to the big library of the fortress. Unexpectedly, Ma Shuyang felt shocked when he appeared before his eyes again.

"You said, Jing Lin gave you some hints, and finally let you find this music book?" Ma Shuyang was so shocked, he subconsciously confirmed it again.

Tianyang nodded, and told about Liu Jinglin's "final suicide", after waking up in the hospital, he called him over and reminded him to find the music score.

It's just that Tian Yang omitted the key word "Su Lie", because he was worried that it would bring unnecessary trouble and even danger to Ma Shuyang.

After Ma Shuyang listened, he let out a long breath: "I was skeptical at first, after the rescue that day, Jinglin had already improved, why did his condition suddenly deteriorate overnight. Now it seems that there is indeed something inside. "

Tianyang followed her tone and said: "Mrs. Liu, I think so too. Teacher Liu must have wanted to say something to me at the time, and then I found this music score. There are some annotations of Teacher Liu on it. I I feel that the information that Mr. Liu wants to convey should have something to do with these annotations."

"It's a pity that I don't know anything about music. After being reminded by someone, I know that you are a master in music and the wife of Mr. Liu, so I take the liberty to visit you."

Ma Shuyang said softly: "Son, I am very grateful to you, thank you for bringing me such a clue. Don't worry, if Jinglin leaves any information in it, I will definitely decipher them. "

Tianyang said happily: "Then please Mrs. Liu, if you have any news, please let me know!"

Ma Shuyang nodded in agreement.

Tianyang bid farewell and left. Unexpectedly, when he just got up, someone came to report that Yunyuan had come.

A moment later, Yun's second-in-charge walked into the living room, seeing Tian Yang, Yun Yuan gasped: "Tian Yang, are you here too?"

"Second Lord is good." Tianyang greeted with a smile.

Yun Yuan also smiled back, expressing his kindness, and then said: "Since I met you here, I will tell you directly. Three nights later, our Yun family will hold a reception. You Come and participate."

Tianyang was a little flattered; "This is not appropriate, after all, I..."

Yun Yuan waved his hand and said: "I know what you want to say, don't underestimate yourself, Tianyang. From your performance in the big competition, I know that you have great potential. Thinking about my Yun family hundreds of years ago, It's not unknown. The first head of our Yun family even worked as a miner."

"Although you are only a nightcrawler now, who can tell what will happen in the future. Maybe you will become a city lord in the future."

Yun Yuan stretched out his hand and lightly pressed on the young man's shoulder: "My Yun Family only asks about heroes, not where they come from. I'll wait for you in the evening three days later!"

There was a burst of excitement in Tianyang's heart, it was the touch of being recognized, he nodded vigorously: "Since the second master said so, then I will go to learn more."

Yun Yuan laughed, glanced at the young man, passed Tianyang's Zihuang ring, and squinted slightly. Then he took off a jade wrench that he was wearing on his hand: "I didn't know you were here, and I didn't bring you a note. When the time comes, you can bring this thing to the door."

Tianyang took it solemnly, and then left.

When I got home, I looked at the date. Tonight happened to be the day when the Hunger Ball held a secret party. After Tianyang had dinner, he put on a nightmare mask and a cloak, and took the train to the lower city.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, he stood in front of the exaggerated and gorgeous hall of the Hunger Ball. After showing his badge, the young man met the founder of the dance, Bi Dou, in a quiet box.

Bi Dou combed her hair back tonight, revealing a smooth forehead, but her face was still pale, as if recovering from a serious illness.

As soon as he saw Tian Yang, the man let out an exaggerated laugh: "I didn't expect to see you again so soon, Mister Death, you must have come to a secret party?"

Having increased his height, and even stuck a gray beard on his face under the mask, Tianyang, who had done a good job of camouflage, said in a deliberately changed tone: "Exactly, I hope to have a wonderful experience tonight .”

Bi Dou laughed and said: "You will definitely like this kind of party. The party will start in 20 minutes, but you can enter now, please come with me."

Tianyang said in a deep voice, "Please lead the way."

Following Bi Dou out of the box, passing a lively venue, passing through a colorful door, and entering a brightly lit room.

This room is not small, and the decoration is high-profile. From oil paintings, crystal chandeliers to red carpets, and even a fireplace.

There is a bar in the room, and behind the bar is a large wine cabinet, which is filled with all kinds of fine wines.

Behind the bar, there is a bartender and two waiters, both wearing white masks without any patterns.

In the middle of the room, there is a round table surrounded by seven chairs. The chairs are spacious and comfortable.

Under Bi Dou's guidance, Tian Yang sat on one of the chairs and looked around, he was a little surprised. Originally thought that gatherings like secret parties should have something to do with keywords such as mystery and darkness.

Unexpectedly, the meeting place is more like a private bar.

Moreover, the light above his head was too bright, so bright that Tianyang worried that he would reveal his identity.

A burst of high-pitched laughter sounded from outside the opened door, and then a sweet and cloying female voice said: "Good evening, Mr. Bi Dou, I hope tonight, I will have a satisfactory harvest."

Tianyang looked over and saw a woman walking in. She was wearing an exaggerated floor-sweeping dress. The part of the dress that dragged on the ground was five or six meters long. She needed the assistance of three attendants so as not to affect her actions.

The woman is full of jewels and wearing a dazzling crown on her head, just like a queen!

Bi Dou bent down and bowed: "Welcome, beautiful queen, please allow me to introduce to you a new distinguished guest tonight."

"Oh, it's great to finally have a new face at our party."

The woman whose tone and behavior were equally exaggerated let out another burst of high-pitched laughter.

"This is Mr. Death."

"Mr. Death, this is Miss Queen."

Under Bi Dou's introduction, Tianyang had a face-to-face meeting with the so-called queen. In order to maintain his personality, Tianyang didn't take the initiative to strike up a conversation, just nodded slightly, and continued to remain silent.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional.

The queen was sitting opposite Tianyang, wearing a fancy mask, looking at Tianyang with sparkling eyes: "Mr. Death is attending a party for the first time. Me. Maybe, I just have what you need here, and I can give you a discount."

Tianyang was unmoved.

The queen was not angry either, she chuckled, picked up a glass of wine brought by the waiter, and took a sip.

Party guests are arriving.

"It's so **** difficult to go out in this **** weather. Look, my clothes are all wet. When I go back at night, my dear Sarah will definitely criticize me again. A man's life is really hard."

Another guest arrived with an exaggerated tone. Tianyang observed secretly. This person was dressed gorgeously and wore a black mask on his face. Holding a book in his hand, he seemed to be reading while walking.

The queen laughed: "Mr. Novelist, please change your story next time. Every time you appear on stage, you have to mention the weather. Does your novel have nothing else to write besides the weather?"

The man known as the novelist let out a relaxed laugh: "According to my observation, weather is the most frequent element in all novels. A real novelist can even use the same weather to tell hundreds of stories. A different mood.”

This is not a novelist, this is a weather reporter... The young man whispered in his heart.

"Oops, every time I come here, I smell money. They make me drunk like wine, good evening, everyone."

A lazy voice sounded at the door, and a man walked in. Like Tianyang, he was wearing a dark cloak and didn't seem to be wearing a mask, but the hood covered his face above his mouth.

He was biting a grass branch that he did not know where he picked it, giving off a frivolous and carefree feeling.

The novelist picked up his book, scribbled on it and read while writing: "I saw the **** Mr. Thief again, how much money will he steal from my pocket again tonight? "

Mr. 'Thief' smiled helplessly: "Mr. Novelist, our previous transaction was carried out under the witness of Mr. Bi Dou. How could you use the word 'stealing'? This is too hurtful."

"Am I late?"

As soon as the thief finished speaking, the fifth guest walked into the room. As soon as he entered, Tianyang seemed to be looking directly at a scorching sun, and his eyes felt a little stinging.

The queen's whole body is full of jewels and jewels. Now this guest is even more wearing golden armor. From head to toe, even the mask is golden.

Under the reflection of the lights, it walked in like a golden mountain.

Bi Dou showed a warm expression: "Welcome, Mr. Huang, you came just in time."

"Oh, yes. Then I'm relieved, so everyone, don't waste your time. Take out what you want to sell, and I'll take care of it all."

Under the mask, the corners of Tianyang's mouth twitched, this is really rich and powerful. They don't even look at what they have, and don't even ask the price, just want to take it.

When can I buy things without asking the price......

"Mr. Jin, you know the rules of the party, hurry up and take your seat." Bi Dou smiled and reminded that one of the rules of the secret party is that guests cannot buy all the 'goods'. It seems that this rule treats all guests equally.

After Jin Jin was seated, Bi Dou spread out his hands and announced: "Everyone, all the guests have arrived. I announce that tonight's secret party begins!"


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