Blackstone, a place full of contradictions, is also a place full of wonders. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The carriages of the merchants never stop, the posture of the orcs here is high, and the opportunities of the people here are amazing.

Walking through the streets of Blackstone, you can always see things that you can't imagine anywhere else.

For example, orcs and humans walk hand in hand, and the two feuding races are like brothers, which is incredible.

For example, the singers and bards here attracted much attention, and they were supported by thousands of people as if they were aristocrats going on patrol.

The melodious sound of the guitar resounded in the streets and alleys of Black Stone.

"It's not just last night's wine that brings tears to my eyes

It's not just your gentleness that keeps me clinging

How long will you have to go, and you hold my hand

What makes me feel embarrassed is the freedom to struggle."

The deep male voice is accompanied by a melodious guitar sound, the melody is soothing, and the man's voice is full of stories, as if entering the listener's heart, making people see a city and feel a kind of style.

"Separation is always in September to recall is the sorrow of longing

The weeping willows of late autumn kissed my forehead

I never forgot you in that wild town

Blackstone, you can't take it away, it's only you."

The guitar is an instrument that obsesses both men and women, and in such an exotic town, the melodious guitar narrates the beauty of the town, and this "Black Stone" ballad adapted by the brazen Wang Xiaotian from "Chengdu" has made the Gray Rock City and Black Rock Town intoxicated.

"Walk the streets of Blackstone with me

It doesn't stay until all the lights are out

You'll pull me up the sleeve and I'll put my hand in my trouser pocket

Walked to the end of Zhenxi Road and sat at the door of the tavern"

The male voice raised his pitch and sang the song to a climax, causing bursts of applause from the surrounding people, and the lyrical ballad, with a charm that infected everyone, made the people of this town have a faint feeling.

"What a song!"

Standing at the end of the bluestone road, the young man who came in a carriage quietly listened to the blackstone version of "Chengdu" and couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother, the melody of this song is indeed very infectious, and this unique way of singing, coupled with the man's deep and story-telling voice, is indeed a good song, but, if it is powerful, those magical soul songs that combine magic skills and rhythm skills are not even more intoxicating?"

The young woman named "Patty" pursed her lips and said with some unconvinced.

"Hehe, you don't understand. ”

Touching the little girl's head, she smiled dotingly, and the young man smiled like the sun in the Lent, warm and pleasant, explained.

"This song, you elaborate from a musical point of view, is indeed a unique instrument and a strange melody, but think about it from a deeper perspective. ”

There was a deep light in his eyes, and at this moment, this melancholy aristocrat was like a philosopher.

"This is Blackstone Town, a long-heard of border town, a pioneer town, most of the people here are not local people who grew up, and this infectious song gives people here a sense of identity!"

Looking at the crowd who listened to it as if they were fascinated, the melancholy man talked eloquently.

"Patty, haven't you noticed? The mood in the lyrics is all about this town, his tavern, his lights, his prosperity, and his unique style that has been precipitated, all of which make the people of this town identify with it! If the people of a city identify with this city, then the most powerful enemy in the world will feel a headache. ”

As far as this sudden visitor is concerned.

After the situation calmed down, in order to stabilize the town of Blackstone, Wang Xiaotian, who continued to carry out the great cause of farming, composed a series of songs, which borrowed from folk songs to infect the homeless people in this town.

Wang Xiaotian hopes that with the help of music, the people will feel recognized and can form their own unique Blackstone culture.

The occupation of a nation, a country's territory is not extinction, when its culture and inheritance are cut off, it is the real extinction of the country and the species.

And Wang Xiaotian seems to be copying songs, but in fact, he is shaping a culture and a heritage.

Therefore, in ancient China, "the collapse of ritual music" to describe the social turmoil, a word "music" can be seen its importance.

"Patrizi, I don't understand these big truths, I just know that this music makes me feel like I am back in the tribe, and I feel a comfort from nature. ”

Not far away, a big man standing behind the melancholy man said in a sullen voice, and from his comfortable face, he could feel the so-called unity of heaven and man.

It was a half-orc man, and although his face was humanoid, some hair and racial features still announced that he was not a pure-blooded human, but a half-orc.

This half-orc is tall, and his face looks harmless, but the cruel light in his eyes shows that this is not a simple half-orc.

"Nussen, this is the town we are about to meet, and it is indeed extraordinary to see how comfortable you are here!"

Turning to look at the tall orc, the melancholy man Patrizi chuckled, and the decadent atmosphere of melancholy vicissitudes was instantly removed.

As Patrizzi said, the cultural inclusion of Blackstone is indeed very powerful.

Half-orcs like Nussen are mostly low-status slaves in human society, or mercenaries who lick blood from the knife's edge, and most humans see them pointing fingers, and discrimination and oppression are the longest-lasting imprints of half-orcs.

And in Blackstone Town, the streets are full of orcs wandering around.

At the roadside stall, a kobold man of five big and three thick is bargaining with a skinny human, and the skinny human even talks about foaming, and the irascible kobold is honestly trading.

Not far away, a group of human workers came from the west side of the town, pulling a few orc friends, talking and laughing, listening to songs, and chatting about which tavern to drink later.

Under the fountain, several humans were surrounding a lizardman listening to him play his unique guitar tune......

In Blackstone, guitar-playing orcs are popular with everyone, especially the guitarists who have played at the Brilliant Tavern in Greystone.

Under the scene of orcs and humans living in peace, half-orcs like Nussen seem so ordinary.

In the distance, a blackstone version of "Chengdu" ends.

Patrici saw a dark-haired teenager walking out of the crowd with an acoustic guitar on his back and a smile on his face.

An acoustic guitar, a thin teenager, and a bluestone street.

But it brings an unforgettable city.

The black-haired young man smiled at the harmlessness of such a man and animal, and the pure smile complemented the melodious and low guitar ballad just now, making people feel comfortable for a while.