"Ahh

On the top floor of the Tower of Judgment, in the quiet moonlight, some people gazed at the moonlight beyond the iron bar, full of intoxicated arias.

Behind the surrounding cell fences, there was a dead silence, and everyone couldn't help but cover their faces.

The young man didn't seem to notice it at all, turned around, and said expectantly, "It's a beautiful day, why don't I play music for everyone." ”

Someone's face changed drastically: "Don't! Charles, wait ......"

"Oh oh oh ~ oh oh ~ oh oh oh ~ oh oh oh ~ "

Charles sang emotionally to himself, full of intoxication: "The beautiful scenery of the holy city, June God~ Spring rain is like wine, willows are like smoke~ There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away~ It is difficult to hold hands on the other side without a chance~."

Ten years of cultivation can be spent in the same way, and a hundred years of cultivation can be slept together~"

The hellish song passed through the iron fence and echoed in everyone's ears, repeating over and over again: "If it is a thousand years, there will be creation~ the white head is concentric in front of you~ If it is a thousand years, there is creation~ The white head is concentric in front of you~ Lalala~."

The prisoners couldn't help but cover their faces and rummage through boxes and cabinets looking for earplugs.

Eventually, the closest victim, his cellmate, the bearded man, finally broke off the handle of his toothbrush and pressed it against his own throat.

"Shut up Charles!"

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Otherwise, I will immediately self-harm and let you go to close the private room!"

"Don't! If you don't like it, I can change it. ”

Charles was stunned for a moment, and his expression became sad: "I was a genius musician back then, do you know the tenth level of triangular iron? Very powerful! Don't believe it, I'll knock it on you......"

"As long as you shut up, let me sleep well, don't bother me!" the strong man roared.

The prisoners in the cell next to them made echoing voices, angrily denouncing the source of the noise that had recently pushed them to the brink of collapse.

Listening to those critical voices, Chardon's eyes were hazy with tears, and he looked extremely depressed and pitiful.

He blinked wide-eyed and looked at his roommate, full of anticipation: "Didn't you feel very moved after listening to it and look at me differently?

Give me another chance, I'll be ......"

"Listen, Charles. ”

The roommate pressed his shoulder and tried all his patience to persuade him: "I know that after you were captured, you felt that the future was very bleak, and there was no hope from now on, so you broke the jar and wanted to join the revolutionary army." But with all due respect, people like you...... Even outside, we don't accept it......"

“......”

Charles was stunned, incredulous, and leaned closer and pointed to his face: "Look at me, big brother, I'm a good material to make!

The strong man's expression twitched, and he firmly turned his head away.

Resolute attitude.

"Damn, you don't bring this!" Charles panicked: "I came in because you made a mistake, you don't cover me, what should I do! And the bald man next door is looking at my ass every time the wind blows, I'm so scared." ”

"Fart!"

The strong man was furious: "That bald man is my cousin, he has been squinting for five years!"

"Uh......"

Charton became embarrassed: "Don't be angry, let's discuss, why don't you think about it?"

The strong man's expression was blue, and the crunching of his fingers was unbearable.

But as soon as he raised his hand, Charles collapsed on the ground, as if he had boiled noodles, hugging his thighs, and weeping: "Big brother......, you can raise your noble hand and accept me!" I'm sincere!"

The prisoners didn't expect this bastard to be so shameless, they didn't even fight, they just admitted defeat and hugged their thighs, bowed their heads, and suddenly had a sticky and disgusting feeling of stepping on the kraft candy, and they all had strange expressions, and they couldn't help but raise their voices and scold.

Until finally, an old voice came from the opposite cell.

"Sleep. ”

In the darkness that the moonlight could not reach, the old man leaning against the wall sighed softly, "It's not early. ”

As soon as the words were spoken, silence returned to everyone.

Even the furious strong man honestly regained his composure, lay back on the bed, and said no more.

In the awkward silence, only Charles, who was slumped on the ground, couldn't understand the situation, and looked around blankly.

No one paid any attention to him.

After a long time, he got up helplessly and sighed sadly: It seems that the road to undercover is really a long way to go!

But just as he was about to go to bed, the old man's hoarse voice came from behind him.

"Your name. ”

"Huh?"

Charles was stunned for a moment, turned around, and saw that in the opposite cell, the old man had gotten up at some point.

He stepped out into the moonlight, stood in front of the railing, and looked at the bewildered young man in the cell opposite.

He was very old, full of gray hair, and did not look majestic, like an old scholar, with green eyes, and when he gazed at others, he looked like a stone statue carved by an artist—after so many years of tempering, the mere rough edges and corners made people feel awe and heartbreak.

That's Konstantin.

"Your name. Konstantin repeated, without any impatience.

"Uh, Summer, Charles......"

"Charles?"

Konstantin pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "It's a good name." I heard you're Anglo's musician?"

"That's right, the Royal Academy of Music, I'll tell you, I graduated with a record breaking score of the past ten years!"

Charton began to brag shamelessly, anyway, in the past ten years, there is only one person who has graduated from the music history department, and he can be regarded as breaking the record.

"That's right. Konstantin thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "Go to sleep, talk to me tomorrow." ”

"Huh?" Charles was stunned for a moment, and then rejoiced: "Ahh

Konstantin smiled, turned around, and went back to bed.

Charles stared at him blankly for a long time, and after not replying, he lay back on his bed, confused.

Anyway...... It seems that his plan to break into the interior is about to succeed?――

The next day, early in the morning.

As early winter comes to an end, the weather gets colder.

The water vapor froze, and on top of the steel walls of the holy city, a layer of fine ice flowers condensed.

The pedestrians were dressed in thick coats and cotton clothes, and they looked bloated and fat. Mr. Hu was not exempt from vulgarity, added a large coat, and rubbed his fingers in the cold wind.

In front of the station in the holy city, people come and go.

Mr. Hu stood at the foot of the steps outside the crowd, staring silently into the distance.

Next to him, the sad-looking Eunuch Zhao urged in a low voice: "Mr. Hu, let's go." The people in charge have urged our family many times. If you don't leave, you won't be able to catch the afternoon boat. ”

"Wait. Mr. Hu smiled in a low voice: "Wait a little longer." ”

Soon, hurried footsteps sounded, and a young man in a black overcoat stepped on the frost on the ground, his long white hair draped over his shoulders with the color of steel.

"Sorry, I'm late. ”

Ye Qingxuan showed an apologetic expression: "Something happened last night, and I slept a little late." ”

Mr. Hu nodded, and when he saw that he was empty-handed, he suddenly understood: "It seems that you are not ready to go back?"

"Yes. ”

Ye Qingxuan bowed, "I won't go back for the time being." There are a lot of people I care about here, and I'm going to keep them safe. ”

Mr. Hu was silent.

He stared at the young man in front of him, and after a long time, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, you just have a decision in your heart." I won't force it. This kind of thing can't come reluctantly. ”

The bell rang again.

Nine o'clock came.

"It's time to go, if you don't leave, you'll be urging again. ”

Mr. Hu looked back at the station behind him and retracted his gaze: "It's great to see you see me off before leaving." ”

"Have a nice trip, sir. Ye Qingxuan said goodbye.

Mr. Hu smiled, took a few steps back, and said goodbye, and the big spread out like a crane's wing in the wind, indescribably chic.

"After all these years, I don't know when we will meet again. ”

He looked at Ye Qingxuan with a pleased look in his eyes: "I hope you cherish it." ”

Ye Qingxuan bowed his head and stood in the distance, watching him turn around and leave, disappearing into the crowd.

After a long time, he sighed gloomily.

"Take care, sir. ”-

Inside the station, in the midst of a bustling crowd.

Mr. Hu turned back a little reluctantly, as if he could still see the young man standing in place, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Maybe he is really starting to get old, when he was young, he followed his teacher and trekked for more than 100,000 miles, but now he has become a little weak and afraid of parting.

But at that moment, Mr. Hu's footsteps stopped abruptly.

His induction told him:

Something, coming.

It was as if the world had become silent, and everyone's movements had become extremely slow, and in his burning red golden pupils, the dust could be seen.

He raised his head, stared at each passing face, and finally looked ahead, disturbing the crowd of travelers walking forward.

The traveler seemed to have come from a distant land, but he did not bring a salute, but was dressed in a tattered robe, and his hair was disheveled, and he was careless.

Noticing his eyes, he looked up, thought for a moment, and smiled.

The face was unremarkable.

But Mr. Hu's eyes changed, becoming more and more hot, like flames, condensed into a substantial murderous intent burning. Every cell in every part of the body trembled in ecstasy, eager to kill and fight.

Inexplicably, those who want to go all out, regardless of it, are here, fighting with this person who has never met.

Under the black coat, the hands in the sleeves clenched and collapsed, curbing the urge to make a move.

For the first time in my life, for no reason......

Trying to kill someone.

The traveler seemed to be unaware, but smiled and passed by him.

In an instant, Mr. Hu fell into a trance.

But in a trance, the red golden pupils finally peeked through the disguise, and he saw a hundred hands and thousands of eyes extending out of that figure, covering the sky and the sun. In an instant, the earthquake trembled, the sky broke, and the fire covered the world.

He froze in place, sweating profusely and pale.

For a long time, for a long time, he took a step forward, and finally saw Eunuch Zhao with a blank face.

"Mr. Hu, Mr. Hu, what's wrong with you?" he stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Is it because of some sudden illness?" ”

"Father-in-law, don't worry. Mr. Hu smiled bitterly, "That's probably ...... It's fate, right?"

He turned his head and stared at the vast city behind him.

Perhaps there really is a fate in the underworld, intertwined with all living beings, but it cruelly placed the young man in the center of the storm and the whirlpool.

Ye Qingxuan, take care.

Here, it is no longer good-

At the same time, the scruffy traveler grabbed the silent young man in front of the station.

"Not good...... Meaning. ”

He stumbled in lingua franca and asked, "Excuse me, this...... Location, go, how?" (To be continued.) )