Jinse and her master lived in seclusion in Wushan for more than three thousand years, practicing in seclusion every day until the heaven was about to change. The master allowed her to leave the mountain and go to the Tomb of the Emperor, the junction of the East China Sea and the Demon Realm, to look for the nine-turn resurrecting bead that had been split into two during the battle between the Heavenly Lord and the Demon Lord.
The bead was not found, but a beautiful man was seen pretending to be a corpse. Jinse had never seen such a strange sight in the short three thousand years of his demon life.
Forget it about pretending to be a corpse, but what's so important about this piano?!
"I am the ancient harp spirit, and I am looking for the next master. You will sign a blood contract with me, and I will serve you as my master."
Damn it, if you cut my finger, you will sign a blood contract?!
Jinse smiled and asked, "Can I wipe it off?"
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In short, this is a story about using the piano to travel through time and space.
(Note: I am not good at writing, so I will update as the situation arises, and please do not let in those who are outrageous)
Intention: The sound of strings will last for thousands of years