Chapter 332 Out of Control!

This is a fully enclosed room of more than 20 square meters. Except for the secret door that I just entered, there are no windows. There are only a variety of table lamps emitting a dim yellow and soft light, illuminating the room. Small secret room.

The surrounding walls and a long row of tables in the middle are full of various things, beautiful and beautiful vases, old oil lamps, ornaments of various shapes, and piles of old and yellowed but preserved Perfect book.

The walls are also covered with exquisite oil paintings, and many posters and photos have been pasted in the gaps. There are also many oil paintings that cannot be hung and placed on the ground against the wall. It seems that this should be their ban. Product storage room.

John Peston walked around the wall at random, like a child who discovered a new world, fiddling with various things on the table from time to time, when he walked to a record player, he couldn't help but stop. Down, curiously picked up a vinyl record on it, and saw two lines of words written in the blank part in the middle.

Ninth Symphony.

Ludwig van Beethoven.

John Peston put the record back, felt the needle down, and started the record player.

The black record slowly spun, but no sound came out.

John Peston ignored it, turned to look at something else, and picked up a slap-sized transparent crystal ball from the table on the side. Inside the crystal ball was a beautiful iron tower, and many white ones. Snowflakes covered the bottom of the tower.

John Peston slowly rotated the crystal ball curiously, and the layer of snow below flowed with his movements.

When he rotated 180 degrees, all the snowflakes ran to the top of the tower, and then he quickly turned the crystal ball back, and the snowflakes above slowly fell, creating a shape A beautiful view of the iron tower in the vice snow.

John Peston, who had never seen snow since the war, could not help but be fascinated. He watched the snowflakes slowly falling over the iron tower, as if the scene in the crystal ball had become real, and he himself Just like being there.

Just when John Peston was fascinated, a solemn and grand music sounded suddenly, making him instantly withdraw from the beautiful scene of the crystal ball.

This music...

At first, John Peston only felt that the music brought a low and depressed atmosphere, but as his listening gradually strengthened, it began to become majestic and powerful, with an overwhelming momentum,

Full of great shock and tragic color.

John Peston was completely fascinated by the music, stood there stupidly, and threw all his mind into this grand music.

In the depressing and depressing music, he seemed to see countless people struggling to survive under the rule of darkness, conservatively oppressed; then, the music began to become exciting and tragic, and finally, there were warriors who were unwilling to oppression and rose up to resist, leading the people to In pursuit of freedom and equality, they launched a heroic battle, great and tragic; in the end, they broke through the incomparably deep darkness that shrouded the world and ushered in light!

John Peston felt that his heart was deeply touched, and his mood was ups and downs with the music. The sound that went straight to the soul made his body tremble slightly, and the hand holding the crystal ball sent it away unconsciously. The crystal ball swirled and fell, and snowflakes fluttered freely around the tower.

"bump!"

The crystal ball fell to the ground, shattered, and the liquid inside flowed to the ground, but John Peston seemed to be unaware, still immersed in the music, unable to extricate himself.

This is a magnificent hymn full of philosophical and heroic character. Through this work, the author expresses the will of mankind to struggle for freedom, and firmly believes that this struggle must end in victory for mankind, and mankind will surely gain joy and unity. Friendship.

Although he had never heard it before, he could clearly feel what the author wanted to express from the music, and was deeply moved by it.

He felt that his whole person's spirit seemed to have been sublimated, and under the dim light, he seemed to see incomparably bright and brilliant!

In this exciting and magnificent piece of music, John Peston only felt as if he was in it, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably, thinking of his wife, John Peis, who was taken away by the church and burned to death. Dun's emotions were completely out of control, and he knelt on the ground, covering his face with his hands, sobbing.

At this moment, a "squeak" rubbing sound suddenly sounded, followed by a sound of footsteps coming from the secret door of the secret room, walking towards his position.

John Peston let go of his hands, and saw a pair of black leather shoes stopped in front of him, looking up, the familiar gray priest uniform, tall figure, stern face.

John Peston gave a wry smile.

"I didn't expect that both our husband and wife would be planted in your hands."

"Go ahead!"

Entering the secret room, the person who saw his emotional breakdown was Chen Mo. After working with Chen Mo for so long, John Peston knew his strength. He had basically reached the level of a senior priest. There is a slight gap with him, but it is not something he can solve in a short time.

Since Chen Mo has come here, he has obviously dealt with all the militants and started to search for contraband. The soldiers of the Qing Squad should have also come in. As long as the gunshots sound, they will definitely be attracted. If it is normal, John Peston is naturally not afraid of these soldiers, but if these soldiers intervene when he and Chen Mo are fighting, they can pose a big threat to him.

Moreover, he is not in a fighting state at all after his emotional breakdown. He is not the opponent of Chen Mo, who has just wiped out a group of militants and just finished warming up.

Knowing that resistance was useless, John Peston, who was immersed in grief, didn't have the mind to make unnecessary struggles. He simply relaxed, bowed his head and knelt on the ground, waiting for Chen Mo to do it.

Chen Mo lowered his head and glanced at the tears on John Peston's face. He didn't do anything, but turned around and walked out.

"Go somewhere with me tonight."

Chen Mo's voice sounded at the door. When John Peston looked up, he found that Chen Mo had already gone out, and the secret door of the secret room was also closed by him.

What does it mean?

John Peston stood up slowly from the ground, but his face was full of confusion.

Shouldn't he grab himself without hesitation like last time, or just shoot himself on the spot?