Section 168 Magician

"Motos, Motos, Great Magician, Motos!" A huge cheer suddenly sounded in the silent night, and a large group of young friends raised their hands and shook their bodies, calling for the appearance of the idol.

It was a day to celebrate the harvest, and although the whole town had not received a drop of rain for three years due to drought, the devout people still believed that the heavens would not abandon them, and that there would be rain, bread, and milk.

Although they have always relied on the government's meagre supplies and relief and the desert's unique sand beans to maintain the scrawny bodies of desert people, it is the nature of children everywhere to never know that sorrow is the nature of children everywhere, and large groups of children surround this humble performance stage of less than 100 square meters, enthusiastically cheering their idol, the great magician Motos.

But Motos didn't show up for a long time.

"How's it going? Neville, isn't Motos here yet?" An old man with a wrinkled face was also a little anxious, as the head of a town, Yavil was carrying a heavy burden, the Great Khan had made all the people suffer for three years, Yavil, who had tried to persuade the transfer, gave up the option of transfer under the strong interference from above, and only the only relief money was already beyond his means, Yavil had already considered clearly, this was the last autumn left by all the people, if God did not spare these pious people, in order to survive, they would have to choose to leave here, and today was about to be the last carnival。

"Don't rush, Mayor Yavelle! I'm afraid you won't be able to invite even a third-rate magician for your few gold coins, let alone our famous magician Motos?" Everything except magic is managed by Will.

"Your main thing right now is to calm the agitated crowd. Otherwise, even if the great magician Motos rushes over, I'm afraid he won't be able to get in. Hurry up and disperse the crowd!" Neville watched as the excited crowd was almost surrounded behind the stands, this was no longer a show, if the great magician arrived in a while, if anyone was bad for the magician, it would be bad!

"Yes, Mr. Neville!" Actually, as a mayor, Yaville didn't need to grovel to the steward of a magic troupe, but after a long drought, it was no longer possible to call a small town. Although there is no need for people to be transferred, there are still many able-bodied young people who have left this place with no future, leaving only these old, weak, sick and disabled, without a source of livelihood, and relying on the relief of the mayor has long been accustomed to the life of looking at the colors of others.

"Neville is in charge, is it true that the magician Motos hasn't come yet?" The young Khan, who had been standing beside Neville who looked like a security guard, asked a little puzzled, remembering that when he first came, Motos seemed to have come with him, why did Motos leave him but didn't see it.

"Remember, you just need to keep us safe. What not to ask, what not to say. Take care of your mouth!" Neville's face became grim, and he didn't look back at the security guard he had just hired, Neville remembered that the last security guard didn't seem to have finished a month, could this security guard break the record and fire him in three days? Of course, leaving here is equivalent to death, in this lifeless place, a few dead people are nothing, just like the great magician Motos.

"Lord Motos, are you ready?" Neville walked into the backstage alone, here except for Motos and himself, no one else must step in before the performance, magicians are different from magicians, magicians are people who rely on their true skills to make miracles, and magicians are just a group of ordinary people, a group of performers who rely on props and blindfolds to create illusions, and why Motos can successfully stand out, the biggest means is that Motos does not create all illusions, there are many small favors, and the candy and food prepared in advance can attract many people who lack food, and over time, Motos's popularity comes。

"I'm busy, Neville. Before Motos finished speaking, Neville was already uninvited, and Motos, who had no choice, could only hurriedly find a rag and cover the object behind him, pretending to face his accomplice Neville without anything.

"You don't know, I'm too busy preparing magic for anyone to watch!" Motos pretended to pack up his tools and equipment, but never took his eyes off the object he had covered.

"Don't worry, I won't touch your stuff, but can you wait until you're done before continuing!" Neville knows what kind of person Motos is, on the surface he is humble and polite, and he is actually a sanctimonious hypocrite, but Neville is not a good person, and villains and hypocrites are also a wonderful combination.

"What a beautiful little girl, I can't imagine that there is such a beautiful little girl in this ghost place where birds don't!" Neville walked behind Motos and lifted the broken flag on the hay, although the light was a little dim, but it couldn't hide the little girl lying unconscious on the hay, Neville absolutely believed that this was the purest and most beautiful little girl he had ever seen in his life, and even Neville, who had not had a man's impulse for a long time, reacted in some places.

"This is my prey, you are not allowed to slam it!" For the sake of this girl, Motos is definitely willing to turn against Neville, even if they are grasshoppers tied to a boat, and they will not hesitate to do it for the sake of the goddess Motos.

"Hehe! You think everyone is just like you, **possessed, I won't touch my hands!" Neville covered the broken flag again, because Neville was not sure that if he looked at it a few more times, he would turn his face and deny people like Motos.

"Remember, I'll give you five minutes, if you don't come out, wait and see!" Neville gave an ultimatum and left the backstage without looking back, Neville didn't worry that he wouldn't be able to play that girl, at most he couldn't try it, remember that along the way, although he was not as hungry as Motos, but the women he had played with were not a hundred but eighty, some were voluntary, some were forced, in this place, there are missing people every day, as long as it is not particularly bad, no one will trouble themselves for a few missing people. Usually the women that Motos has played with will be left to themselves. You can play however you want. The only pity is that the little girl has to deal with it after playing, leaving no traces.

"Little girl, my brother can't accompany you now, wait a while, my brother will make you want to die!" Motos almost couldn't wait for a moment, but there was no way, he lifted the broken flag, and Motos's hands were already kneading the little girl's body.

"Are you awake? That's better, I'll let you enjoy being a woman later!" Motos smirked and took his hands from the little girl, tightening the rope to prevent the prey from escaping.

"Woo!" The corners of the little girl's eyes were full of tears, and the sound from the corners of her mouth because of the rope could only be a whirring trembling sound, but this aroused the ** of the Motos man even more, Motos couldn't wait to correct the Fa on the spot immediately, but for the sake of the future, Motos could only choose not to wear equipment for the time being.

The little girl only now found out that her idol was such a person, just like other men, so the little girl had been smearing a layer of ash on her face, but this time she dressed up to meet the idol. I didn't expect the result to be like this, and now I look at this handsome young man in front of me. It's just a hypocrite with a greasy head and a powdery face, and even the only ability to appreciate is only the effect of a tool prepared in advance, but the little girl has no chance to get to know each other again, so she can only stare at the hypocrite Motos with a pair of embroidered eyes.

......

"Motos, Motos!" The call in front of the stage still did not stop, and Motos did not come to the front either, but the heat in the audience did not diminish in the slightest, this is the idol, this is the expression of the big man.

"Look, what is that?" The heat of the crowd was still high, but the vision in the sky woke some people, and a red heavenly river suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and the heavenly river directly cut off the sky, which was magnificent.

"Is that Tianhe?" an experienced old man shouted, but there was not much certainty in his tone, although the scene of Tianhe was similar to that of the sky, but now the time was wrong, and there was the color, Tianhe was a silver ocean, but the sky was dyed fiery red by Tianhe.

"It's the heavenly fire, God is going to punish us!" I don't know who shouted in horror, and at the same time, countless red points of light descended from the sky at high speed, and a gorgeous tail came out, and the excited crowd boiled.

However, although the heavenly fires were freed from the shackles of the heavenly river, they did not fall into the world, and tens of thousands of heavenly fires were like meteor showers, crossing the sky and disappearing into the sky.

The people at the bottom only regard a qiē as a miracle, indicating that the disaster has passed and that the qi ē will come again;

The middle class will see this as a once-in-a-millennium meteor shower, heralding the arrival of happiness and joy;

Only those at the top will study the meaning behind it, whether it is good or bad, whether it is God's indication or nature's punishment.

"Ahh

"Nothing, aren't you?" Passerby A is just an ordinary person, and as long as he doesn't care about his own business, he can ignore these visions.

"Well, maybe I'm wrong!" Passerby A also believes that he is wrong, but the truth is hidden deep in his heart.

...... Another ......

"Is it recorded?"

"Well, all the visions were recorded using a high-definition magic recording ball, but I saw that the last thing that fell seemed to be a person. ”

"Don't think about it, we are only responsible for recording these materials, copying these materials into three copies, one to those nobles and one to the royal family as soon as possible, and it is better for our intelligence officers not to intervene in the disputes between them. ”

"And what about the last one?"

"This place is close to the northern border pass, and the strongest is still the guards, so hand it over to the third real room!"

"Okay, let's go find the nearest magic room and finish the work!"

However, the two intelligence officers did not know that there were at least ten groups of intelligence officers like them who saw and recorded a qiē, and the focus of the records was also different, but the same thing was that the data and images were transmitted to the place where they needed to be reached at the first time. (To be continued......)