0p0 Chapter 455 I changed my mind
Chapter 455 I changed my mind
A new round of elimination assessment begins.
You Huang was still drowsy when the ghost girl's voice suddenly came: "Today's test is about rhythm. You need to play a new song. I know your ability. You will be the one to do the practical part. Remember, I only want to stay here, so the song you play cannot be too outstanding."
Huan'er could practice other assessment contents secretly, but practicing a musical instrument would make noise, and she would be discovered as long as she practiced. The female ghost could only let Youhuang complete it, but she was worried that outstanding results would attract too much attention, so she had to remind Youhuang not to perform too well.
"Senior, this is just an illusion. Even if you stay, time cannot be reversed." Youhuang did not expect the female ghost to talk to him, and immediately reminded her with his spiritual sense.
"Just do as I say and don't play any tricks." The female ghost also knew Youhuang's abilities, so she didn't forget to warn her while asking her for help.
"understood."
Youhuang didn't want to pay attention to it, but perhaps this was the only chance to get rid of the illusion, so he agreed reluctantly and thought about what song to play for a while.
Looking at the seven-stringed guqin in front of me, I didn't expect that this toy has existed for tens of thousands of years. When I was able to control my body, I habitually wanted to touch the strings, but suddenly I remembered that Huan'er didn't have this habit, so I stopped.
There was always someone staring at me, and any unusual movement would arouse the other person's suspicion.
This person is nominally a maid serving the candidate saint, but in reality is a spy left by the Temple. They are responsible for monitoring the candidate saint's daily life, every word and action, and then reporting to the people behind the scenes as a reference for the future selection of the saint.
The sixty saintly candidates, ranked according to their performance, knelt in an orderly manner on the corridor outside the palace, carrying the zither they would use later.
Stroking the zither in his hand, Youhuang felt it was very interesting that Xiangxuehai actually asked everyone to practice the piano. If she was not still an ordinary cultivator in the lower world, Youhuang would have suspected that she was going for the Shenji Qin and the divine song.
Huan'er ranked 55th in overall performance last year, which was at the bottom of the list. That's why Ya dared to say that she wanted Huan'er to be her slave and serve her in her daily life.
The number of people eliminated each year is different. Youhuang doesn’t know how many people will be eliminated this year, but she remembers very clearly the level of the other 59 girls who remain in playing musical instruments and the results of other assessment contents.
Considering Huaner's performance in other assessment contents, her ranking in this assessment must be at least within the top 30.
Compared to the nervousness of others, Youhuang's state was too relaxed, but in the eyes of others it was giving up. Ya was quite satisfied with her performance. In her opinion, Huan'er, who came from a lower class background, could not play a good piano piece at all, so giving up was the wise decision.
"Let's start drawing the test order."
A messenger walked out of the hall, holding a box in his arms, which contained bamboo tablets with numbers written on them.
The seats are arranged from high to low according to the scores, and the order of assessment is drawn by drawing lots. In order to prevent someone from forcibly changing the number in private, the number drawn will be immediately hung on the wall in front of the hall gate.
When others are drawing lots, even though I can't see, I will turn them over and draw again, or pray silently.
The messenger finally walked towards Youhuang. Youhuang reached in and grabbed a bamboo plate with the number 27 written on it in divine characters.
"Huan'er, number twenty-seven."
Another messenger came up and took the bamboo plaque and hung it together with the others.
You Huang murmured to himself, "Twenty-seven is twenty-seven, anyway it's within thirty, not too early or too late."
The messenger holding the box was stunned for a moment and said, "Twenty-seven is a good number, you should prepare well." Then he walked to the next person until everyone drew their own number.
Thinking that he would have to wait for a while, Youhuang simply closed his eyes and rested.
No one knows what this female ghost has been doing for tens of thousands of years. She has to study such simple content with great effort, and she doesn't even have a chance to rest.
"Have you ever hated anyone?" The ghost girl's voice sounded in Youhuang's mind.
"Just like you, I once hated my own mother." You Huang also replied with his spiritual consciousness: "But now we are even, and we will be strangers if we meet again."
"You are her biological daughter. How can you erase the family ties in our blood?" The female ghost never thought that the girl trapped in the illusion had the same experience as herself.
"That's why you've been trapped here for hundreds of thousands of years..."
"I am not trapped here because of my family." The female ghost interrupted You Huang and said, "If you want to know the truth, just walk to the end of the illusion."
"What place did you take in this assessment?" You Huang asked helplessly. The ghost girl thought for a moment and said, "It's been too long. I don't remember. Just do your best and don't get eliminated. You don't want to serve that Princess Ya, do you?"
"I can make her die quietly." You Huang replied disapprovingly.
"If the princess dies, she will be buried with him as a slave." The ghost girl reminded You Huang: "Don't try to change history."
"You can't tell me directly, I have to experience it myself." As expected, the ancients were conservative. Youhuang thought for a moment and asked, "Do you know Rujing?"
"Of course I know him. It's because of him that I..."
"I see. You are Rujing's lover. You shouldn't have such a big grudge for dying for love."
"We are not lovers, we just share the same ideals." The ghost girl said coldly, "What living Buddha, what saint, they are all tools used by the king to deceive the people, make money and harm people. Rujing has seen through everything, and I... the so-called candidate saint is just a plaything of the powerful. Princess Ya and Xiang Xuehai are accomplices."
"You mean the girls who were eliminated are..."
"Yes."
The female ghost confirmed You Huang's idea and said, "I want to expose their hypocritical true colors."
As expected, the dynasties that are not fully civilized are the most terrifying. I just don’t know if the Xiangxuehai from tens of thousands of years ago is related to the old Taoist nun. Could they be the same person?
"Number one, come in, number two, get ready."
After the messenger's voice fell, the rustling sound of skirts dragging on the ground was heard.
Youhuang didn't care who was so unlucky to draw first place. He yawned, supported his chin with one hand and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
After a while, a burst of piano music sounded. I don't know if it was because of nervousness or unfamiliarity, but the sound was not smooth at first. It gradually got better after a few bars. The previous part was not played well, which should be due to nervousness, so a lot of notes were deducted.
The melody of the second song is passionate, the third is gentle, the fourth is ethereal, and the fifth is sad...
"Go in on the 26th, get ready on the 27th."
After about half an hour, it was finally Youhuang's turn.
You Huang walked slowly forward holding the zither. When passing by Princess Ya and others, he heard a burst of contemptuous ridicule.
Thinking that Puzhao Kingdom would soon perish, Youhuang was too lazy to argue with her. He walked to the palace door and stood in front of the stone steps, closing his eyes and listening to the sound of the piano coming from inside.
"I changed my mind..." The ghost girl's voice sounded again.