Crown of Silence

chapter eight

When Ye Qingxuan woke up from a long coma, he couldn't help but moan in pain.

"Stealing a musician's musical instrument, escaping from the 'Mist Demon' and 'Plant Iron', protecting two companions from the musician's pursuit, and finally jumping into the snowy water that was close to zero in order to isolate the other party's lock. Li, swam all the way back to the town to Li..."

Next to him, a weak voice sighed: "Ye, you really did something extraordinary."

"Mr. Wolf Flute?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the pale man in the wheelchair who looked like he was about to die: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. I managed to use the heart sound to stimulate the heart and performed a cardiopulmonary resuscitation... It's just that the wound burst again and the blood loss was only a few hundred CC. Oh, you don't know what CC is, just understand that it's almost half a basin. ”

Langdi made an understatement, and after finishing speaking, he sighed: "It scared me to death. I thought you couldn't be a musician and committed suicide by throwing yourself into the river."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and said softly: "Thank you."

"I should thank you." Langdi shook his head: "If your companion hadn't stolen the rainmaker's instrument, he would have come to the door last night and killed me."

"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

"The person who stole the instrument from you is my enemy. If it hadn't been for him, I wouldn't have been hurt..." Lang Di was a little embarrassed when talking about this matter: "Actually, I was careless. I am much better than him. It's really Yes, don’t believe it.”

"Haha, actually I can't even understand it."

Ye Qingxuan scratched his head awkwardly, but felt weak all over.

"You have just been rescued from hypothermic shock. It's better to lie down first." Langdi pressed him on the bed and suddenly said: "Ye, there is a question I want you to answer."

"Um?"

"Although I already know the specific process from your friends, how did you break free from the Fog Demon? That kind of thing is definitely not something that a child can open with strength."

Ye Qingxuan was also confused: "You mean those hands in the mist?"

"Yes, that's a song composed by a cultist named 'Mother of Goose': 'The Bridge of Avalon Has Collapsed'. Only two verses have been handed down, each of which can create a 'fog demon' with its own putrid poisonous mist." , and 'plant iron' that manipulates iron to grow from plants and soil.

Although he does not dare to exert too much force because he is worried about the instrument being in your hands, the Mist Demon's restraint ability is the strongest among its kind. If he wants to break free, even the musician will have to shed his skin..."

"To be honest, I don't know why."

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "If there is a reason, then it might be this."

He took off the ring from his hand and took it apart again. After the ring is disassembled, it is a slender and elastic string. After being bent for so many years, when it was stretched out, it was still straight and tough, with a dull silver light.

"What kind of string is this? Sorry, I don't recognize where it comes from. If the guitar strings are too long and the violin strings are too hard, but..."

Langdi took it and looked at it for a moment, then marveled: "This is really a very rare material."

"Do you know what it is?" Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up.

"Yes, this should be the manufacturing technology of a certain school. This material is lapis lazuli extracted through alchemy.

There is also cultivated and alienated ether, that kind of alloy material, only very powerful musical instruments will use it. I can feel... there is still ether on it that has not dissipated. It's a pity that it was originally part of a musical instrument. After being split into a string, it was considered useless. "

"Abandoned?"

"The mobilization of ether has its own order. If you don't follow the order, you will only make a mess... The existence of musical instruments is to help musicians control the massive ether and achieve precise control. This kind of control relies on the harmony and cooperation of countless parts Realization cannot be achieved by any single component.

Helping you to bind yourself is probably the ether that has been accumulated for so many years above, but I'm afraid it won't be possible in the future. "

Langdi thought for a while and returned the string to him: "Keep it. No matter who left it for you, it is a very precious thing."

Ye Qingxuan took it silently and put it on his index finger again.

"Yi Zi, are you awake?"

The door was pushed open, and Vito rushed in after waiting for a long time. After repeatedly confirming that he was okay, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Lao Fei became much calmer and walked in slowly, still with the air of a king and the disdainful eyes of 'you mortals'. After jumping on the bed and smelling Ye Qingxuan's scent, he sat down on his chest with confidence. Then he whipped him with his tail happily.

The beating didn't hurt, but it was very embarrassing.

"Is this your dog? It looks very powerful."

Wolf Flute came closer and looked at Lao Fei with more interest. He squeaked his tongue, barked twice, and made some strange gestures at Lao Fei.

Lao Fei looked at him with a cold face, unmoved, as calm as a relative of Father Ben.

Even if the person opposite is a musician, the dog's eyes are still reserved and disdainful, with the noble looking down at the slave with pity. This courage made Ye Qingxuan ashamed.

"Eh? How strange, it didn't respond to me."

Wolf Flute didn't feel dissatisfied, but his movements and sounds became even weirder, making Ye Qingxuan confused: "What are you doing?"

"Well, I'm talking to it... I don't think it's a simple dog, but I don't know if it understands the melody of the wolf."

Wolf Flute raised his hands to make ears on top of his head, and hummed something lowly towards Lao Fei. If he had a tail, he would definitely be shaking it crazily.

Lao Fei looked at him sideways, seemingly impatient, and finally slowly raised a front paw, waved it in front of Wolf Flute... and then slapped him mercilessly!

Then he pressed it smoothly, leaving a dirty paw print on his face.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, Vito was stunned, and Wolf Flute was also stunned.

There was a long silence.

There was another long silence.

"Ahem."

Wolf Flute moved away awkwardly and pretended to cough twice: "Um...your pet has such a personality."

"Have you ever seen such a pet?"

Ye Qingxuan thought sadly.

In fact, he never dared to treat Lao Fei as a pet.

Indeed, since Ye Qingxuan met Lao Fei, Lao Fei has lived in this world as a single aristocratic dog.

For five years, Lao Fei has always been an upright hero. He has an unruly personality and is extremely powerful in fighting. He would rather be the head of a dog than the tail of a man. He will kill anyone who dares to be its boss. He is simply the strongest dog among dogs, and Lu Bu among dogs.

How qualified am I to be its owner?

In fact, it has always regarded me as its little brother, okay...

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"Okay, let's not talk too much. Now that we have gathered everyone, let's get down to business."

Langdi wiped off the paw prints on his face and his expression became serious. He looked around at the two people and the dog present: "In order to save Ye, I also took a lot of risks myself. So, Father Ben agreed to me I won't interfere in this matter again.

There are some things I wish you could know. At the very least, you need to understand what you have done. "

Seeing the serious expressions on the two people's faces, Langdi nodded with satisfaction:

“Let’s talk about the ‘Rainmaker’ first.”

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The rainmaker is the musician whose instrument was stolen by Vito.

'Rainmaker' itself is naturally not called this name, just like the real name of 'Wolf Flute' is not Wolf Flute. This is the evaluation made by the Holy City based on their experience, deeds and the music they are good at after they advanced to the resonance level.

The former rainmaker had always been unknown, and was thought to be like most people without talent, stuck at the apprentice level for the rest of their lives.

Later, he suddenly rose up during an exploration, and later successfully became a musician. Because of his talent, he was awarded the title of 'Rain Maker' by the Holy City. He had a smooth journey and was regarded as having a lot of experience. Until six years ago, someone discovered that he slaughtered an entire village as a sacrifice to the 'Hundred-Eyed One'.

Since then he disappeared and became a wanted black musician.

"Sacrifice?"

"Yes, with the help of the evil god's power, in order to explore deeper into the Great Source, the price is life and blood as sacrifices. However, since other people's lives can also be used, why sacrifice yourself?

In recent years, it is not uncommon for musicians to fall into evil ways. "

The usual smile in Wolf Flute's eyes was gone and filled with chills: "All the 'Law Musicians' of the 'Silent Agency' will hunt him to the ends of the earth until his head is hung on the Wall of Blasphemer, a.c justice will be achieved until manifested.

Regardless of whether he attacked me or not, now that he has been found, he must die here before he causes greater casualties. "

Ye Qingxuan listened to him in silence, but an ominous premonition gradually rose in his heart.

Why would he say this to himself? And why was he looking at Vito as he spoke?

"Bait?"

Suddenly, something moved in his heart and he looked up at him: "You need a bait!"

Under his gaze, Lang Flute's eyes also froze. He hesitated for a moment and sighed in a low voice: "Smart kids are so unpleasant, Ye."

"Did your injuries also come from him?"

"Yes, a sneak attack."

Langdi said frankly: "He is better at encounters than me. In a hurry, I almost died."

"Then he chased you here..."

Ye Qingxuan continued: "He knew you were recuperating, but he didn't know you were with us. Because no one expected that Vito would steal the bag, and no one knew that I would bring the news to you.

So, he still thinks we are hiding in the town. Without the instrument, he has no certainty of killing you, so he hides himself in the dark. But as long as he can get the instrument back, he has no worries. "

Ye Qingxuan rubbed the string ring on his finger and finally touched the veins in the mist. His eyes gradually brightened: "So if you want to win, you need a chance to let him walk into the trap obediently..."