Time seems to be silent in an instant.

The entire examination room was swallowed up by darkness, and the old people disappeared without a trace. When the light lit up, he seemed to have come to the gentle light.

Under the illumination of warm yellow lights, the ancient books on the bookshelf exuded the unique old atmosphere of time.

Between the bookshelf are two sofas that are a little old, with a bucket of ice and wine placed on the table.

“Whiskey or champagne?”

The blonde man sitting behind the table raised his head and asked him.

“…Can you come some of them?”

Huai Shi thought for a long time, sat slowly opposite him, put the gun on the table, and found a comfortable position, "I don't seem to have drunk it."

"Then let's just whiskey. I have a bottle of Baizhou produced in Yingzhou Hell. It's a good product that has been around forty years. It's rare to meet a guest who is worthy of tasting him."

The professor snapped his fingers and a bottle of wine that had been around for a while was added on the table. "Do you want to add ice? If you haven't drunk it, I recommend water cutting, and the aroma of the wine will become clearer."

"Can."

So, the amber wine was poured into a cold cup and mixed with pure water. When the alcohol was diluted, the faint smoky smell and flower fragrance became clearer.

"Please." The professor smiled, "You should like it."

Huai Shi was not afraid of any poison he would be. To be honest, after the training of the crow and his own personal attempts, he is now considered an expert in using poison. Apart from the rich negative source and vitality, there is no poison at all.

Or it is highly toxic to ordinary people, but for a negative energy maker like him, it is almost the same as a blue bottle.

A thread of wine entered his throat and turned into a fire, which made the burning Huaishi even turn a little red.

The rich fragrance of flowers lingers around the tip of his nose, which made him a little intoxicated in an instant. Soon, he woke up and felt the mountain ghost holy mark become vibrant.

This almost rare supplement actually made Huai Shi's holy mark a step further, and weakness and fatigue were also driven away, and his spirit was greatly boosted.

"Good wine." Huai Shi exclaimed.

"Just treat my abrupt behavior as compensation." The professor said with a smile: "To be honest, I am the kind who is not good at fighting. If you swing an axe when you come in, I can only escape in a panic... I want to thank you for your willingness to sit down and talk to me."

"So, what's going on?"

Huai Shi looked around, "Have I offended anyone again?"

“No self-introduction yet.”

The professor picked up a business card and handed it over with both hands. After seeing the five words of the Human Exhibition Bureau, Huai Shi suddenly realized and looked up.

"Yes, I posted the reward. To be honest... there is no such precious collection as the legendary investigator in the collection below. It's really itchy."

The professor smiled shyly, "But after seeing your performance with my own eyes, I changed my mind... The title of the so-called legendary investigator is simply bullshit to your true value."

“Really worth it?”

The professor signaled him to turn over the business card, and then he saw another business card and was stunned: "Hell...good voice?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! That's it!"

The professor said excitedly: "This is a popular event in Hell, and it is not inferior to the Chef Magic Competition. In addition to the visiting professor of the Human Exhibition Bureau, he also serves as an examiner of the Hell Music Society and a member of the organizing committee of the Voice of Hell.

The first moment I heard your performance, I felt that people like you should not stay in the collection room namelessly, but should shine on a better stage! Your art should be heard by all the masters of the crowd!

How about it? Are you interested? How about we sign a contract? I promise that within three years, your concert will be popular all over hell!”

God, the good voice of hell!

Are you sick?

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested." Huai Shi shook off his business card expressionlessly: "Now, it's time for us to talk about the reward."

He pounded on the table and said coldly, "After all, there are some things that cannot be compensated for even apologizing, right?"

"That's a pity."

I didn't care about Huai Shi's coldness. The professor was still immersed in the loss of being rejected. After hearing this, he shrugged helplessly: "I thought we could turn enemies into friends. It's a pity. After all, I failed, right?"

"The plot in that kind of comic should not be described in reality, right?"

"Yes." The professor sighed: "If you want to say something to do, I don't have the confidence to win the legendary investigator, so I can only leave first..."

He suddenly raised his wrist, grabbed the pistol on the table, and pointed it at Huai Shi's face.

Pull the trigger.

boom!

There was an extra hole in the ceiling.

The moment he held the gun, Huai Shi had already held his wrist tightly, lifted it up, and suddenly shook it. The drummer's strength exploded, and it exploded along his wrist toward the front and back.

So, in an instant, the bones of the arm broke inch and the palm of the gun was completely distorted.

The pistol came out of his hand and fell from the air.

And iron light had already lit up in Huai Shi's left hand.

The sacrificial sword emerged, piercing from the broken palm and extending downwards, just like the sack of a cattle, sweeping across, and all the flesh and blood were violently extracted into coke and ashes.

The professor's expression was stiff.

But before he could scream and be born, Huai Shi had already stood up, and the axe blade in his right hand appeared, slashing downwards, cutting off his right hand.

Immediately afterwards, the sword and axe in both hands raised and slashed towards the unprepared enemy in front of him.

The iron light burst out like a tide, submerging the professor.

The speed is unprecedentedly fast.

When the drummer fighting naked, Huai Shi found that his military attack had undergone a qualitative transformation. But for some reason, the sword used to be like an arm, but now I always feel bad when I hold it in my hand. I don’t know what’s wrong, as if I have never used it.

Something bad is not.

But even if it was a little bit bad, his wild cuts were still far better than his past. In the blink of an eye, he almost completely shattered the professor.

But then, the glorious light burst out from his hands, and the gun of compassion roared out.

Throughout!

Bang!

Blood mist burst out.

The professor's remaining body had penetrated the gun blade and was deeply nailed to the wall, causing this narrow border space to collapse and become violently turbulent.

"pretty……"

As the mountain ghost's source fire was burned, the professor who had already died raised his eyes with difficulty and looked at Huai Shi's face, "Can one life repay another life make up for your anger?"

"I haven't died yet?"

Huai Shi was stunned and immediately realized that this bastard was probably a border alien species or a large group of members. The one who came here was probably just a thing like a spirit or a double body.

"I sincerely hope that one day I will be able to hear your performance again." As if I was afraid that my sincerity would be insufficient, the professor sincerely said goodbye: "So, let's meet again in hell, Mr. Huai Shi, if you change your mind, I will beg you to come at any time..."

His body quickly shattered, and he grinned at Huai Shi in a terrible pain, showing a goodbye smile.

With the whole room, it dissipated silently for the blue smoke.

Silently, Huai Shi returned to her original place, holding a business card and a strange certificate in her hand.

The black cover of the certificate seems to be covered with a layer of steel, which is heavy.

After opening it, there is a line of gold-plated characters. After entering the source material, it quickly transforms into the Dongxia text that Huai Shi is most familiar with. A phantom of a scepter slowly rises.

【Professional Qualification Certificate】

Professional grade.

Excellent results were assessed.

On this day, I would like to congratulate Mr. Huai Shi for passing the test and becoming the 199th disaster musician. I wish you can continue to expound this art from hell in your future performances.

The Hells United Music Association is honored.

Attachment: "The young man is doing well, although he is far behind me, but he has a little highlight for now." Vice President Paganini.

God Fuck Hell United Music Association!

A psychopath!

God fuck Paganini!

You bastard have been like heaven and earth before your lifetime, but after your death, you will go to hell!

Huai Shi's expression twitched and she wanted to fall, but after thinking about it, this broken thing was better than none, so she could only stuff it into her pocket in disappointment.

Besides, Paganini praised you for playing the violin well, so how proud it would be if you spread it... Although it is a little weird, it should be used as a compliment.

He raised his head and saw the confused old man.

It was like having a dream, and I didn't notice the conversation between Huai Shi and the professor just now, and I was immersed in Huai Shi's incredible performance.

Seeing that they were about to rush up again and continue to catch Huai Shi and chat, Huai Shi could only bow and say goodbye while they were still confused and left as if they were running away.

These days are so fucking fantasy.
To be continued...