"Knock, knock, knock. ”

There was a knock on the door in the silent room, and Shao looked out the window in a daze, but there was no response.

"Crunch. ”

The door was pushed open, and Zhao walked in, and saw the witch spirit flying out of the sky.

Ever since General Ri first found Shao, he had become like this, and at first it was a little more serious than that, with a frown on his brow and a vacant gaze.

But after half a day, he no longer frowned, but he was still often in a daze, and the whole person was not in a state, and the official documents were not dealt with.

This made Zhao feel that something very serious must have happened that he didn't know about, and it should be related to the god of fire.

This guess is not only because of the pictures predicted by the star totem yesterday, but also because after the Japanese general came, it was the sun totem in the sunset bow that communicated with Shao alone, and no one else participated.

Let the day totem communicate so carefully, it can only be something related to the god of fire, or rather, the god of fire is communicating with Shao with the help of the day totem.

With these assumptions, it is not difficult for him to guess how serious the problem is.

But fortunately, the new news was coming, and General Ri came to visit Shao again.

"Teacher, General Ri wants to meet you. ”

After he finished speaking, he saw the teacher's eyelids spasm rapidly.

"Okay, let him in...... Wait a minute. ”

Without waiting for Zhao to leave, Shao suddenly stopped him again: "Get me a glass of wine first, a little stronger." ”

Zhao frowned, he knew that teachers rarely drank alcohol, and at this time, he wanted spirits, was the matter so serious?

"Yes. ”

In reply, Zhao turned around and poured Shao a glass of spirits, put the wine glass on the teacher's table, and asked softly, "Will you let General Ri in now?"

Shao didn't rush to answer, nor did he pick up the wine glass, his left hand pressed on his right hand, and his eyes were still a little dull looking at the wine glass.

After a while, he spoke softly: "In five minutes, let him come in." ”

"Yes. ”

He answered, turned and walked out the door, and gently closed the door.

Shao let out a long breath, slowly let go of his left hand, and let his trembling right hand go to take the wine glass.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

When the wine glass left the table, it collided with the table, and a lot of wine was spilled.

"Smack. ”

Shao slammed the wine glass on the table, held the forearm of his right hand with his left hand, and slammed it towards the desk.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a muffled sound that was higher than the other, and his wrist was red and swollen, and he didn't stop.

"Knock, knock, knock. ”

A rhythmic knock sounded at the door, and you knew it was a photo when you heard the sound.

"Get out. ”

Shao said rudely.

The knocking on the door died down, and there was silence outside.

"Hoo ......"

Shao let out another breath, let go of his right hand with his left hand, poured a new glass of wine with his left hand, picked up the glass and put it down.

After a long silence, Shao didn't drink the glass of wine after all, and stretched out his hand to pull the rope next to him.

There was the sound of a bell outside the door, and the door opened quickly, revealing itself in the office.

"Let him in. ”

Shao said calmly.

"Yes. ”

Zhao replied immediately.

"Wait. ”

Shao stopped Shao again, looked at him and said, "I'm sorry for losing my temper with you just now, I'll pay attention to it later." ”

"Teacher, I'm fine. ”

Zhao's eyes were slightly red, and after speaking softly, he turned around and retreated.

He wanted to cry, not because the teacher apologized to him, but because he had a very, very bad guess in his mind.

can make the teacher with strong self-control unable to control his emotions, which seems to confirm his guess in disguise.

After a while, Shao's door was pushed open again, this time by General Ri, who was also his student.

"Teacher, the day totem has something to tell you. ”

General Ying respectfully put the sunset bow in his hand in front of Shao, turned around and exited the door.

"Please. ”

Shao said to the Tai Chi mark on the sunset bow.

The dense fog on the Tai Chi imprint rose, and a line of text was conjured:

All is well, Vulcan stays.

Behind this text, there is a special marking.

It was a mark that only he and the Vulcan knew, and with this mark, it was proved that all this was true, and it was a message from the Vulcan.

"Hehe, heheha, hahaha......"

Shao smiled, at first it was a soft laugh, then the voice became louder and louder, and finally the whole person leaned forward and backward in the chair and laughed, completely unable to control himself.

It took him a while to stop laughing and calm down for a while before he said to the Sun Totem, "Thank you, I understand." ”

Pulling the rope again to let both Teru and General Ri in, Shao smiled and told them that the prophesied thing had happened and that the god of fire was fine.

General Teru and Ri were also relieved, Shao waved them away, and walked out of the office after sitting quietly for a while.

He appeared outside in the office, and there was a sudden silence.

Shao rarely came out during working hours, and every time he came out, he was in a hurry, but this time, he came out, smiling and scanning everything.

"You're busy, I'll go out for a walk. ”

He said softly, in a clear voice, just like when he taught them a lesson.

They haven't seen such a Shao for a long time.

"Teacher, I'll go with you. ”

Zhao walked over and said.

"No, I'm not here, if you can be sure of anything, I'll go out and take a walk. ”

As he spoke, he patted his shoulder and strode out of the huge office.

Out of the office, there was the courtyard of the Witch's House, where people were in a hurry, and many people walked past him without even looking back at him.

Shao didn't care about any of this, stretched his waist, and strode out of the witch's house.

As soon as he walked out of the witchhouse, Ember came to him, guarding him with his guards.

"It's okay, give me some space and let me relax. ”

After Shao finished speaking to him, he took a few steps forward and came to the center of the square.

Standing here, looking north, there was a towering altar, but he knew that Baxia was not there.

After walking around the square for a while, he glanced at the Fire Tribe Alliance Academy not far away, and then involuntarily walked there.

"Hello Mr. Shao. ”

"Good morning, Mr. Shao. ”

As soon as he entered the school, the students greeted him one after another, and they did not call him Shaowu, but liked to call him teacher affectionately.

Shao also smiled and responded to each student, and in order to avoid frequent nods, he took a path.

Along the path, through some courtyards, Shao heard the sound of Xun coming from a wood.

I followed the sound and found that in a forest, several students were sitting there in twos and threes, the teacher in the class was Yin Wu, and the person who played Xun was Shao's youngest son.

Shao was stunned for a moment, he didn't know that his child had learned to blow the whistle, and it sounded pretty good.

This made him feel guilty, in recent years he has put too much energy into the construction of the tribe, and he has cared a lot less about his lover and children.

Walking into the school with guilt, his child immediately stopped and looked at him in surprise.

"Good blow. ”

Shao said to him with a smile, then looked at Yin Wu, bowed slightly, and said, "Teacher." ”

He called Mr. Yinwu because he was taught by his teacher, and there were many qualities in Yinwu that he respected.

Since he broke up the tribe and the tribal witch was no longer only responsible for his own tribal affairs, the sound witch automatically withdrew the power in his hands, as a proof that Shao had no preference for the yin tribe.

This is the greatest support for him, and Otomo has never made him feel sorry for this position.

"It's rare to see you coming to the academy. ”

Sound Witch said with a smile.

Shao nodded and said apologetically: "I'm too busy at work." ”

Yin Wu nodded, and said to the students, "This is our Wu, you all recognize it, right?"

"Yes. ”

The students replied neatly.

"He's not just a witch, he's also a master of blowing, let him perform for everyone, okay?"

Sound Witch said with a smile.

The children hurriedly coaxed, not nervous at all because of Shao's identity.

Those who can enter the Fire Tribal Alliance Academy are all in the family with some status, and the teaching environment here is relaxed, no matter what identity is outside, they are all teachers and students here.

"Yun, give me your Xun. ”

Shao didn't refuse, stretched out his hand to his child and said.

Yun immediately ran over and handed his Xun to his father.

Shao took Xun and was stunned for a moment, this Xun is his, it has been with him for many years, and it was specially designed for him by his wife.

"Good boy. ”

Shao rubbed Yun's head and told him to go back and sit down.

Picked up Xun and put it to his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and did not blow a sound.

The students all sat on the ground, quietly watching him, and no one urged.

Children who can learn from Yin Wu specifically have excellent personal cultivation, and they know that the silence of a musician is also part of the music itself.

After a long time, Shao began to blow Xun, and a low and long voice sounded, and as soon as this voice sounded, it brought a depressing atmosphere.

Yin Wu frowned slightly, this kind of music is not suitable for children of this age.

But he didn't say anything, just looked at Shao's eyes with some worry, this child who grew up by himself was not like this before.

The sound was still low and long, and some of the children were furrowed by the oppressive atmosphere, they could understand the feelings, but they could not understand the meaning, they just felt uncomfortable and depressed.

Many children even faintly want to cry, feeling wronged, and don't know why.

Slowly, Shao began to speed up the tempo, and the oppressive atmosphere began to slowly ease, but suddenly several rapid, jumping scales appeared, which made the mood that had just been soothing change drastically.

Sure enough, the voice became muffled again, only this time it was no longer long, but there was a rapid change of rhythm, as if struggling in a predicament, exploring in despair.

The music rises and falls, and the bass begins to be interspersed with short, sparse highs, as if people are forging ahead, struggling forward.

There are more and more trebles, and there are fewer and fewer deep scales, like the feeling that a storm is about to pass and dawn is coming.

The tempo is getting faster and faster, Shao's fingers swing like butterfly wings, the bass is getting less and less, and the last few successive high notes are completely out of the deep sound.

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea.

In the heart of the sound witch, such a poem suddenly sounded, his face was full of smiles, and the children's faces were full of happy tears.