The playground is already quite lively. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the main square, facing the gate, a group of adults and children gathered around Shuge in colorful robes to listen to his performance. The fellow laughed and played the flute, the melodious sound of which reverberated through the square, and then cleared his throat and played the shamisen and sang a cheerful song.

The repertoire of the flute and the ballad of the shamisen are unheard of, even by the most knowledgeable people, nowhere else. Therefore, it is not only ordinary civilians who come to listen, but also a few people who look like scholars. Some of them were holding a wooden board and listening to it while writing and drawing on it with charcoal, and writing down the score.

There is no concept of "copyright" in this world, but there is still some protection for the authorship of the original author. If anyone copies someone else's books, or collects other people's songs, but erases the name of the original author or even changes it to himself, then there is no need for the original author to sue him, the god of literature and literature and the god of classics will naturally trouble him, or even the powerful god of magic will punish him - the reason is simple, the priesthood of the god of magic also includes the part of knowledge, and the respect and protection of knowledge is also part of his teachings.

As for the issue of piracy for profit, given the world's backward level of papermaking and printing, can you make a profit by relying on piracy?

But even so, Sui Xiong often received requests from scholars and poets for permission from the authors of the songs to perform the works elsewhere.

Of course, he didn't object to this, but he demanded that wherever he played, he must first help promote the music scene.

This is a reasonable request. Everyone is willing to accept it, so there are often art lovers from afar after listening to the remake of the song. Travel thousands of miles to the capital of your home country, and then from the teleportation circle to the playground. Just to listen to the original version of Xiuge.

Soon after, when he was drunk with Josieu and Fafnier one day, and fell asleep on a prostitute's bed, he was called by the god of literature and art.

The next morning, he was refreshed and in high spirits and said that Mr. Chevarier von Stolovsky Franz had been rewarded with the Song of the Distant (God of Literature and Art) for his outstanding contribution to the dissemination of art, and that he was now a high-ranking adventurer!

When he said this, he glanced at Qiao Xiu a few times with slanted eyes. There is a great sense of not taking this barbarian who can't even write his name well in his eyes.

Qiao Xiu didn't care about him, but he dragged him to ask him for a treat after work that day, and one meal ate his entire month's salary, and he screamed in distress, but he was severely suppressed by the big hands of the big barbarians like iron pincers, and he had no power to fight back.

A high-level bard is certainly powerful, but Qiao Xiu is a high-level barbarian, and if a bard is caught by a barbarian, what good end can he have?

In human form, Fafnier enjoyed the service of two little girls. While smiling and watching Qiao Xiu pack up the live treasure, he couldn't help but sigh: "Xiuge, this guy is indeed very interesting!"

Sui Xiong, who also met the god of literature and art, discussed the form of literature and art, the development of art, the cultivation and protection of artists, and so on. We had a cordial and friendly exchange and reached a lot of consensus. Although in terms of fundamental positions, it is still stuck at the point of "appreciation" rather than "support". But an agreement was eventually reached.

According to the agreement, for some time to come. The god of literature and art will arrange for his artists to come here for further training, and his followers will come to build a high-class theater. And in the performance of various cultural programs.

In exchange, Sui Xiong would provide shelter to the artists when necessary. As long as no one has committed a crime against humanity, no one can arrest or kill any artist within the confines of the playground.

This agreement was very satisfying to the god of literature and art, as a god of weak divine power, he had always hated his lack of force and could not give the believers strength protection at critical moments. And his church is too weak to even have decent church force.

Let's take a look at it by comparison, the other god of magic is the god of the gods, although he is also weak, but he has a stable church knighthood. Although there are not many people, there are still some people!

In contrast, while every theater is theoretically a temple to the god of literature and art, it does not even have a stable church, let alone a church order......

"You're also a very old god, how come you don't even have a stable church?" asked Sui Xiong in confusion.

The delicate girl incarnated by the god of literature and art sighed and expressed his suffering.

Most of the believers in the god of literature and art are artists, and most of them are nobles and adventurers. But adventurers are homeless and often wandering, and pampered nobles may be willing to pay, but they are unlikely to contribute for the sake of the gods.

Although theoretically, if you have money, you can recruit people. But since the rise of the noble gods, he has been strict about the nobles' support for other churches. Under the constraints of the Church of the God of Nobles, many churches that originally relied on the support of the nobles to maintain their operations are gradually disintegrating, especially the God of Literature and Art has been the most severely affected.

His church originally relied on theaters, but most of these theaters were actually the property of the aristocracy, and only a few belonged to the Church of the God of Literature and Art. Under the suppression of the Church of the God of Nobles, first of all, the theaters whose property rights belonged to the nobles were rapidly transformed, and then those theaters that originally belonged to the Church of the God of Literature and Art were also excluded to the point that it was difficult to maintain and had to close their doors one by one.

Not long ago, the last theater belonging to the Church of the God of Literature and Art finally closed down. While this is not a terrible blow to a faith that is sustained by a love of art, it is a catastrophe for the Church.

Therefore, when Sui Xiong expressed his willingness to provide shelter for the believers of the God of Literature and Art, allowing them to establish a theater here and maintain a stable church, the God of Literature and Art was really very moved and sighed.

"When He was a god, I helped Him...... I didn't expect it to turn out like this......"

The sigh of the god of literature and art, Sui Xiong is just listening to it - if you want to say sigh, the god of knights is sighing, can he be more embarrassed than the original patron saint of mankind?

But for the fact that the Church of the God of Literature and Art settled in the playground, he raised at least seven or eight tentacles to welcome it.

Money, one person can't make enough money. When the cake is bigger, everyone eats it together, which is the way to deal with people.

Most of the believers in the god of literature and art are not difficult to get along with, and their multi-talented arrival will be of great help to enhance the cultural atmosphere of the entire amusement park, and also have a great effect on improving the image of the amusement park in the entire civilized world.

So the two gods finally happily reached an agreement, and Sui Xiong also invited the god of literature and art to stay for a light meal, but unfortunately the other party seemed to be in a hurry and left in a hurry.

But dealing with another deity is not so pleasant.

Coradema, the god of underground caverns and underground ruins, alias "The Dark Lord of the Underground", has medium divine powers.

This deity is not human, but a primeval black dragon. It dwelt in a dark cave that no one knew, and continued to grow, and finally stepped into the realm of the gods, killed the cave gods of the previous generation, seized the priesthood of "underground cave", and claimed to be the master of all underground ruins, and established the priesthood of "underground ruins" for a long time.

Now, he is the only known deity who has these two priesthoods, and his power has long surpassed that of the priesthood, and he is recognized as the top powerhouse among the gods. It has a status close to that of the god kings of each god system.

This is a very amazing thing, you must know that there are many intelligent beings who like to live underground. But even the most powerful dwarves among them, there are only "shallow caves, underground exploration and mining gods" in the god system, and they don't dare to reach out to Corademar's sphere of influence blatantly.

This deity was also refreshed, and he didn't even say hello, and directly explained his intention.

"The deep underground caverns, and the ruins in them, belong to me. The tall, thin man with black skin, the embodiment of the Black Dragon Deity, said in a tone of course, "Junior, I don't mind you using them for profit, but you must hang my emblem in the caves and ruins, and let my followers manage them. Of course, offerings to me are also indispensable. ”

Sui Xiong was silent for a while, and asked: "Since you are the god of the cave, then you must also know that this underground labyrinth was dug by me with my own hands, and the dungeon in the labyrinth was built by me with my own hands, and every brick and tile is the fruit of my labor." If you have any comments, why don't you come to me in the last few years?"

"How can I have an opinion?" Koradema raised an eyebrow and asked quizzically, "I'm glad to see your behavior!"

"Since you have no problem with my act of digging an underground labyrinth and building a dungeon, then why are you jumping out to fight for it now?" Sui Xiong furrowed his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "It's mine!"

"The caves and ruins of the underground belong to me. "It doesn't matter where they came from, all the underground caverns and ruins are mine." ”

Sui Xiong took a deep breath, held back the anger in his chest, and asked, "Even if it was built by another god himself?"

"Of course!" laughed Colladmaha, "I am pleased with your act of showing my glory. I want to commend you......"

Sui Xiong sneered, didn't bother to listen to him, and with a wave of his tentacle, the surrounding space rippled like water waves, and the incarnation of Coradma was suddenly like a cannonball shot out of the barrel, and it was bumped out, and he didn't know where it flew.

"Where did you come from...... "Sui Xiong rubbed his temples with his tentacles, and muttered secretly, "There are so many people who are popular! Digging a hole can lead to a ...... of earth dogs shouting to declare sovereignty" (to be continued.) )