Volume 1: The Song of the Ice Angel Chapter 34: Forgotten History (4)
Normally, there are only three people in the audience, so where does this tidal wave of applause come from?
In astonishment, Di Laier opened his purple eyes and looked around, but saw that he didn't know when he was surrounded by a group of ghosts, those villagers who should have been carrying out endless reincarnation and acting like puppets were all around at the moment, one person was holding a stool, holding a bag in his arms, and was quietly watching Di Laier's performance, their eyes were no longer dim, but shining, obviously with wisdom, at least at this moment, they belonged to themselves.
"What's the situation?" Sai Gang's face turned pale, he didn't encounter a sudden surrounding, and subconsciously prepared to put a shield on everyone with a big hand, but as soon as his hand was raised, he was pressed hard.
Yan Ruoxi said coldly: "Look at it honestly, Bendi is here, and a group of imps can't make any waves." ”
Sai Gang was shocked when he heard this, and was about to ask something, but he was so frightened by the cold eyes of Yu Ruoxi that they seemed to be filled with two icebergs and swallowed back what he wanted to say.
The group of dead spirits looked at Direel quietly, and Direel looked at them, and after a moment, Direel smiled, and he took off his magic hat and showed it to the demons, indicating that the hat was empty.
"Look! next magic, sea of flowers!" De Lai burst into a loud cry, took off his magic hat from the top of his head, reached out into the hat, and took out a handful of roses, which he stretched out and sprinkled at the ghosts, and shouted at the same time, "My dear friends, this is my most precious gift to you. ”
After speaking, Di Laier took out a handful of roses, and a steady stream of roses were sprinkled into the sky by Di Lai, scattered everywhere, and in a moment, the surroundings were covered with roses, and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing, it was really like a sea of flowers coming, and the souls of the dead wanted to take a rose, but their hands passed through the roses and could not pick them up, after all, they were the dead who had passed away, and they could no longer touch the mortal things.
Dilai stood in mid-air, watching one of the young children, stretching out his chubby little hands and trying again and again to pick up a rose, but his efforts were destined to be in vain.
Di Laier sighed softly, using this to suppress the sorrow in his heart, and then his expression was shocked.
"Next show, the bunny show, first of all, allow me to set up the stage!" As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of white paper from the air and shook it in mid-air, telling the ghosts that this was the real white paper, and then he spread the white paper, and then fixed the paper in mid-air with the empty magic canopy on his shoulder, and then, lighting a small candle at each of the four corners, and a small stage was born.
"Next, our Mr. Rabbit!"
As he spoke, he took out a carrot from his hat and put it on a white piece of paper, and a miraculous thing happened, and a ball slowly bulged out on the paper, and then, a fluffy paw stretched out from the ball, and grabbed the carrot, and the ball turned into a snow-white rabbit.
This scene caused the villagers to exclaim, as farmers who have been in the mountains all their lives, when they saw such a trick, they also knew the existence of professionals, but it was also an unattainable existence for them.
"Ada!" Snowball jumped up suddenly, took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on his face out of nowhere, and then stuffed the carrot to his mouth, his teeth were like electric fans, and he gnawed the carrot into a nunchuck, and there was a thin chain between the two roots, and he didn't know how Snowball was willing to come out.
While jumping, the snowball waved the double-knotted stick in the tiger's wind, and hummed in his mouth: "Hum hahahe, I will use the double-knot stick, hum Aki, quickly use the double-knot stick..."
The out-of-tune singing, coupled with the rabbit performance, made the villagers of Forget Worry Village laugh.
At the end of the performance, Snowball flipped a few heels, threw the double knot stick into the sky, opened his mouth, and the double knot stick fell steadily into his mouth, accompanied by a click, the performance ended!
"Ahem, there is actually no difference between dancing double knotted sticks and dancing swords. Di Laier smiled in an exaggerated tone, "They're all weapons, aren't they?"
However, before Di Laier finished speaking, he felt a kind of exhaustion welling up in his heart, and Di Laier immediately realized that this was a precursor to the exhaustion of vitality, he was only a first-level professional, and his body had reached the limit by controlling the Empty Illusion Demon Peng Yukong for so long.
"Next, there's the bloodier stuff. Di Laier forcibly raised his strength, raised the night, and slashed down the well-behaved snowball on the white paper.
This scene naturally caused an exclamation, and some timid revenants actually covered their eyes, and Di Laier almost laughed when he saw it. Sai Gang also frowned slightly, he understood that this was the trick that Di Laier wanted to perform with him just now, and now that he thinks about it, he seems to regret refusing it a little.
Di Laier retracted the night, held down Snowball's body with his left hand, and then held Snowball's head with his right hand, and lifted it hard, Snowball's head fell off, Di Laier held the rabbit's head in the palm of his hand, turned around, and then raised it high so that everyone could see it clearly, which was to tell everyone that the rabbit's head had been cut off.
"Then it's time to witness the miracle!" said Delaire, smiling, pressing Snowball's head back, then pretending to recite a spell before shouting, "Rise to life!"
As the voice fell, Snowball's eyes opened, and he jumped up all of a sudden, shouting in his mouth, "Chromat Rise!"
These four words are a secret text, which means: surprise!
There was silence in the arena, and the icy silence lasted only ten seconds, and suddenly the stadium erupted in thunderous applause and cheers, which lasted for a long time.
Looking at the souls of the villagers of Forget Worry Village who showed a look of satisfaction, Di Laier smiled, put away the props, bowed to the Quartet again, and then said with a smile: "This performance is over here, I am honored to meet you, I hope we will meet again next time." ”
After speaking, Di Laier impatiently controlled the empty illusion magic tent to fall from mid-air, as soon as his feet touched the ground, the whole person was like losing a bone, and he collapsed directly to the ground, and the beads of sweat the size of the bean couldn't stop dripping, Di Laier hurriedly sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state, accelerating the absorption of vitality and recovering vitality.
In the dark meditation space, the vortex that looked like a galaxy was on the verge of shattering, but the golden vitality gushed out of the void and converged towards the vortex, and the vortex gradually regained its vitality, and this time lasted for a quarter of an hour before Di Laier withdrew from the meditation state, he was too tired to maintain meditation for a long time.
"Eat. As soon as Di Laier opened his eyes, a cold little hand reached out to his mouth and stuffed a pill into his mouth, the owner of the hand was Yu Ruoxi, and she saw a resentful face, as if her body was hollowed out.
This pill is slightly sweet, and as soon as it enters the abdomen, it turns into pure vitality and merges into the whole body, and the vortex of the meditation space will absorb these vitality, but the main purpose of these vitality is to restore Di Lai'er's body.
At this time, an old man with a dead soul walked over, with sparse white hair on his head, deep wrinkles on his face, and between his eyes, full of tiredness that could not be dissipated, he was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, leaning over, holding a small bag in his arms, he came to Di Laier, put down the small bag, and then smiled: "I am the village chief of Forget Worry Village, Yao Wang, I have seen Mr. Magician, your performance is really good." ”
"Where is it, Village Chief Yao, you look so good. Di Lai's face was embarrassed, his performance was nothing more than taking something from the emerald god, plus some illusions he had pondered by himself, supplemented by magic magic, which was not clever, and he fooled these souls, I am afraid that they had already seen their tricks completely, but they didn't debunk their face.
"Huh. Yao Wang chuckled, did not debunk the polite words that he could see through at a glance, but smashed his mouth and sighed: "We once made a wish to God, wishing to see a magic show in our lifetime, but we waited for a hundred years, and we were all about to completely dissipate, we thought that we were forgotten by God, but now it seems that it is not." ”
"Where, you sealed the Demon God Flame Slayer Remnant Soul, this is what you deserve. Direel hurriedly comforted the old man.
Yao Wang choked back tears, looked at the sky, and his voice was hoarse, "You are wrong, we are just a group of ants, the one who really kills the demon god is the great, eternal and immortal god of the dead, and we are just grave keepers, destined to be forgotten by history." ”
Di Lai was shocked and said, "No, no." People will not forget your efforts. ”
Yao Wang laughed, with a bitter smile in his smile: "Does anyone still remember us now?"
Di Laier's face froze suddenly, speaking of which, he really hadn't heard the story of Forget Worry Village, and even Sai Gang saw Forget Worry Village for the first time, and his performance was not at all like he knew, you know, Sai Gang is the number one intelligence leader in Xiaoqiu Town, he doesn't know, and he must not know.
"Hehe, this is money, God said, if you want to watch a play, you have to pay for it, these are all my belongings, and I will give it to you. Yao Wang smiled and left, and next, there was the second revenant, and the third, among them, there was a young boy who couldn't even walk, drooling, and carefully put a silver coin into Di Lai's hand.
Di Lai's heart melted when he saw it, and he asked Ruoxi: "Why can't they pick up my roses, but they can hold these coins?"
Yan Ruoxi was silent for a moment, and then explained faintly: "This money is their obsession, the shelter of their souls, they gave you the money today, presumably they are already determined to die, if nothing else, tonight, will be their last reincarnation, they and the remnants of the flame demon, will be completely dissipated." ”
"What?" Dilais shuddered and said in a lost voice, "Will they disappear?"
Yan Ruoxi nodded, and then asked, "Well, but isn't that a good thing?"
Di Lai's eyes froze instantly, yes, a hundred years, countless reincarnations, slaughtered and devoured by demons again and again, repeating the miserable fate like a machine, most of the time they can't maintain their wisdom, ending all this is simply a gift from God to them.