Chapter 11 Fighting Fires

"Can't we destroy the instrument?"

"The resonance between an instrument and a musician is even closer than that between husband and wife, than between blood ties. If he senses damage to the instrument, we lose the initiative. For whether he fled, or made a large-scale sacrifice on the spot, and forcibly attacked, we could not do anything. ”

Ye Qingxuan's heart moved: "We only need ......"

"Impossible. The wolf flute pierced through the luck in his heart: "You haven't seen the sacrifice with your own eyes, so you don't understand." As long as the black musician only plays and chants the praise of the evil god, it is enough to attract the attention of the evil god.

The sound of praise would fill the town, and everyone would only be able to watch their blood seep from under their skin and gather on the ground. All life will be snatched away by the palm of the hand from the abyss. This process can even last up to three hours, as the musician's performance is only the key, and the mourning of the sacrifice is the subject of the salute.

That's the most annoying thing about cultists: even if it's easy to kill him, it's hard to stop him from fighting back.

However, the Hundred Eyes are not generous gods, and the sacrifice is also a very strong torture for the musicians themselves. Unless the cost is too great for him to bear. Otherwise he wouldn't have used it so easily. ”

After hearing the wolf flute, the luck in Ye Qingxuan's eyes was extinguished little by little, and in the end, he fell silent.

"So, it has to be, does it have to be done?"

"It's the best thing to do right now. The wolf flute said, "Ye, I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do about it." ”

"Where's the town's guards......?

"For musicians, the number of ordinary people is meaningless, and even if they are called, it will only increase the casualties. ”

Wolf Flute's eyes were cold: "I'm sorry, I brought him here, so I can't let his destruction continue." I have an even more important mission that must continue, and if it cannot be completed, there will be dozens or even a hundred times more dead than in this town. ”

In the silence, he turned his head and stared at Vito.

Vito's face grew pale.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know you, but I'll only give you this task. This is not a forced recruitment under the Musicians Act, but I hope you understand the reasoning. ”

He reached out and pressed to Vito's shoulder: "This is my personal request, please ......"

His words came to an abrupt halt, because the palm of his hand did not fall, but was clamped by the palm that stretched out from the ground next to him, and he could not move.

He never thought that this oriental boy's arm had such strength, like iron tongs.

Vito was stunned, and the wolf flute turned his head in astonishment, seeing the boy with his head bowed.

"Ye, don't ...... now"

The wolf flute wanted to say something, but saw the young man raise his head, his white hair shining like metal in the candle flame, but his eyes were pitch black.

"I'll go. ”

Ye Qingxuan said softly, "Master Buyu has seen me. I hold the instrument, he doesn't doubt it. ”

-

-

When Ye Qingxuan walked out of the room, he saw a silent priest at the end of the corridor. The priest stared at him silently, his eyes complicated.

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head in silence, and as he walked past him, he whispered, "I've disappointed you, Father." I guess I wasn't born to be a clergyman. ”

The priest was silent and allowed him to push open the door of the church with a black box. The big yellow dog didn't know what was happening, and happily followed him away.

Soon, Wolf Flute crappily pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

"It's a musician's call-up, and I can't say anything about it, but I hope you understand something. ”

Father Bane suddenly whispered, "I tell you in the name of the representative of the Order that if something happens to him and you are still alive, you will pay for your mistakes. ”

"He'll come back alive. The wolf flute whispered, "Even if I die." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the night outside the church door, couldn't help but sigh, and continued to crappily push the wheelchair to the intended location.

It's just that in his mind, the expression of the young man when he said that sentence always lingered: solemn and peaceful, and with a ...... that even he could not perceive Laugh?

So without hesitation, like a moth slamming into a flame......

-

-

Since escaping at dusk, Ye Qingxuan has been in a coma for an hour, and when he returned to the street, it was already late at night.

The night was thick, and the town was dark in silence, and there were no more pedestrians.

Ye Qingxuan walked alone on the street when he heard the brisk footsteps of the big yellow dog behind him. Lao Fei followed Ye Qingxuandi, looking up at him, his eyes were still disdainful, and he couldn't figure out what he was going to get.

Now seeing Lao Fei's unruly eyes, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt a little relaxed.

After so many years, he came to this city far away from Avalon, but he still accompanies him, and he doesn't care that this 'little brother' is wasteful and lazy, and often catches some dead mice to feed himself. It's very comforting and warm.

"Old Fei, go back. ”

Ye Qingxuan squatted his head, touched his collar, and whispered, "Thank you for being with me for so many years." ”

Lao Fei tilted his head to look at him, as if he didn't understand, and after a long time, he stretched out his paws, put them on his shoulders, and slapped them hard. It's this signature encouragement again, I really don't know where he learned it.

"Wang~"

It screamed, opened its mouth wide and yawned, then turned away, looked back at him at the end of the street, and walked home.

Under the moonlight, Ye Qingxuan watched Lao Fei walk away, lowered his head, untied the silver rope on the black box, and tore off the seal.

So the icy water of the river peeked out through the cracks in the box and dripped on the ground, leaving wet trails all the way. The rope of ether made by the wolf flute himself seals the resonance of the instrument. But now, as the rope was untied, it began to tremble again, making a sound calling to its master.

Ye Qingxuan waited quietly, recalling the sound of the wolf flute.

"Buyushi is not a singr to be found, nor is he a gifted talent. I don't know how deep his research into runes is, but I can be sure that most of his abilities are on musical instruments.

Therefore, as long as you take it with you, the rain master will throw a rat trap and dare not use too harmful means against you. This is our opportunity. But you have to be careful, the Hyakmu often gives his squires some strange abilities and power-ups. ”

The wolf flute stroked the recorder on his lap, and his eyes were cold: "Your task is only to lure him out, and once he appears, completely destroy the instrument, and then leave quickly."

I will follow you in the shadows, and the task of dealing with him will be left to me. ”

Ye Qingxuan recalled silently, making sure that he didn't miss anything.

In the silence, he heard the sound of the tides in the distance, like fear in his heart, agitating and swaying in the small cavity.

So he heard the sound of his own heartbeat, confused, panicked, trembling.

Would the priest be sad if he died? Adopted himself, connived at his rebellion, and ...... for so many years And Lao Fei, and Vito.

Will they all be okay in the future?

Ye Qingxuan's thoughts suddenly stopped and stopped imagining.

For at last he heard footsteps coming from afar, so low, so silent.

"Here he comes. ”

Ye Qingxuan turned to stare at where the voice came from and muttered to himself, but he was suddenly no longer afraid.

Obviously, all the hearts and minds were filled with panic and anxiety, but the heart suddenly calmed down, and the blood flowed, like a snowy river flowing in a glacier, so quiet, so peaceful.

――This is probably me, right?

"Come on, then. ”

He whispered.

Whether it's a musician, a monster, or fate.

I won't be afraid.

-

In the silence, the moonlight flowed silently.

Under the clear light, someone walked out of the darkness with heavy steps.

As if he was carrying some heavy load, and as if he was seriously injured, his steps staggered, dragging his body forward with difficulty.

He walked under the moonlight, raised his head stiffly, and after seeing Ye Qingxuan, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the axe dragging on the ground also burst out happily.

He's coming!

"Not true. ”

A voice suddenly sounded in Ye Qingxuan's heart: "This is not right......"

The vaguely familiar figure was dressed in a gray leather coat, his face shrouded in the darkness of his hood, but the axe in his hand reflected the moonlight

The heavy axe slashed through the ground with a spark and was lifted aloft as if to shatter the light of the waning moon. Then he rushed over, screaming frantically.

"That's not right!" Ye Qingxuan suddenly woke up.

But it was too late.

The desolate flute suddenly sounded, like an eagle falcon rushing into the sky, high, high, high!

It swirled up with a fluttering tune, and then it fell from the sky and swept over the earth, and the earth began to tremble. The sound of the flute fluttered like a ghost, calling out.

Then the dust fluttered up, wrapped in the moonlight, trembled, blurred, and then appeared in a figurative form...... It walked on the ground, its silvery white hair fluttering in the tidal wind, like the moonlight.

A long and sharp roar erupted from its mouth, and it leapt from the ground, revealing its massive figure more than a man tall in the air. It was a huge ...... Jackal?!

At the call, several giant wolves like it jumped down from the eaves and walls. The speed was as fast as silver trails swirling in the mist, and in just a moment, he was already in front of the man, biting the sharp axe in his hand.

The axe made of fine iron was deformed like dirt under the wolf's kiss, broken in two, and fell apart! At the same time, his legs were shattered, and the wolves pounced on him, as if to completely dismember him, but it stopped abruptly at the last moment.

"Wolf Flute, stop!"

Ye Qingxuan shouted: "He is not a rain master. ”

The wolves seemed to freeze and stopped in an instant. They stared at the man in the pool of blood on the ground, then looked back at him. In an instant, dozens of turquoise pupils stared at him, and that kind of pure beastly look made him shudder.

Suppressing his great fear, he walked into the pool of blood, pulled off the hood in the pool of blood, and froze.

The person who came could never be the Rain Master.

In the moonlight, that ugly and puffy ground hole, he knew!

This man is clearly Pippen, a lumberjack from the town! He is very ugly because of a serious illness when he was a child. Although he drank violently, he always drank until he fell unconscious. But he is a very good person and has helped many street children. Because of his fearful appearance, he lives in a wooden house on the edge of the town, with only stray cats accompanying him.

But why did he come here?

Why raise a weapon against yourself?

In a moment of astonishment, he saw Pippen's pupils suddenly move, and in the pair of white pupils, there was clearly a black dot spreading.

Pippen ...... Laughed?!

_

_

On Monday, I asked for recommendation votes to rush to the list, please help me to see if I can break into the top ten.