Soon, Zheng Qing, or rather the other young wizards in the room, understood the reason for the vampire's astonishment.
For some unknown time, faint and sobbing suona sounds had begun to resonate in the small shop, intermittently mixed with sounds of traditional instruments like gongs, drums, small cymbals, and scrapers.
The sound of the suona was very sharp.
The sound of the gong was very loud.
The sound of the scraper was very piercing.
When these different timbres and ranges of sounds intertwined, they composed a melody full of plaintive style. It was hair-raising to listen to, yet people couldn't help wanting to hear it a bit longer.
Normally, when the blood flames were burning, they would emit similar, soul-wrenching strange sounds, which covered up the melody to some extent. But as the melody grew louder, eventually even the sounds of the burning blood flames couldn't drown it out.
Duke Milton was the first to notice this.
