Crown of Silence

"Can't we destroy the instruments?"

"The resonance connection between the instrument and the musician is even closer than that between husband and wife, than between blood relatives. If he senses that the instrument is damaged, we will lose the initiative. Because whether he is escaping or performing large-scale sacrifices on the spot, forcibly We can't do anything about it."

Ye Qingxuan's heart moved: "We just want..."

"It's impossible." The wolf flute revealed the luck in his heart: "You have never seen a sacrifice with your own eyes, so you don't understand. As long as the black musician plays and sings the evil god's praise, it is enough to attract the evil god's attention.

The sound of praise will cover the entire town, and everyone can only watch their blood seeping out from under the skin and forming a river on the ground. All life will be snatched away by the palm of the abyss. This process can even take up to three hours, because the musician's performance is only the keynote, and the mourning of the sacrifice is the theme of the praise.

This is the most annoying thing about the cultist: even if it is easy to kill him, it is difficult to stop his deadly counterattack.

However, the Hundred-Eyed One is not a generous god. Sacrifice is also a severe torture for the musician himself. Unless the price is too high for him to bear. Otherwise he wouldn't have used it so easily. "

After hearing Wolf Flute's words, the luck in Ye Qingxuan's eyes extinguished little by little, and in the end, he fell into silence.

"So, must, must this be done?"

"This is the best way at the moment." Langdi said, "Ye, I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do."

"Where's the town's garrison? Isn't there still..."

"For musicians, the number of ordinary people is meaningless. Even if they are called, it will only increase casualties."

Langdi's eyes were cold: "I'm sorry, I brought him here, so I can't let his destruction continue. I have a more important mission that must continue. If it cannot be completed, the people who die will be smaller than this one." The town should be dozens or even a hundred times larger.”

In the silence, he turned his head and stared at Vito.

Vito's face gradually turned pale.

"Sorry, although I don't know you, I can only give you this task. This is not a forced recruitment under the Musicians Act, but I hope you can understand the reason."

He reached out and pressed Vito's shoulder: "This is my personal request, please..."

His words stopped abruptly, because his palm was not pressed down, but was clamped by the palm stretched out next to him, making him unable to move. ♦♦  ♞♦

He had never thought that this oriental boy's arms were so powerful, like iron pincers.

Vito was stunned. Langdi turned his head in surprise and saw the boy with his head lowered.

"Ye, not now..."

Lang Di wanted to say something, but he saw the young man raised his head. His white hair had a metallic silver light in the candlelight, but his pupils were pitch black.

"I go."

Ye Qingxuan said softly: "The rainmaker has seen me. He won't doubt me if I hold an instrument."

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When Ye Qingxuan walked out of the room, he saw the silent priest at the end of the corridor. The priest stared at him quietly, his eyes complicated.

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head silently, and as he walked past him, he said softly: "I disappoint you, Father. I am probably not born to be a clergyman."

The priest was silent;

Let him carry the black box and push open the church door to leave. The big yellow dog didn't know what happened, and left happily with him.

Soon, Wolf Flute lamely pushed the wheelchair out of the room.

"This is a call for musicians. I can't comment on it, but I hope you understand one thing."

Father Ben suddenly said softly: "I tell you in the name of the representative of the Order, if something happens to him and you are still alive, you will pay the price for your mistake."

"He will come back alive." Wolf Flute whispered: "Even if I die."

As he spoke, he glanced at the night outside the church door, couldn't help but sigh, and continued lamely pushing the wheelchair towards the scheduled location.

But in his mind, the expression on the young man's face when he said those words was still lingering in his mind: solemn and peaceful, with a smile that even he couldn't detect...smile?

Such a smile without looking back, like a moth flying toward a flame...

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After escaping at dusk, Ye Qingxuan was unconscious for an hour, and it was already late at night when he returned to the street.

The night was thick, and the quiet town was dark, with no pedestrians left.

Ye Qingxuan was walking alone on the street when he heard the brisk footsteps of the big yellow dog behind him. Lao Fei followed Ye Qingxuan and looked up at him, his eyes still disdainful, unable to figure out what he was trying to get.

Now seeing Lao Fei's unruly look, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt a little relaxed.

After so many years, I came to this city far away from Avalon. Things and people have changed, but it still stays with me, and I don't care that this 'little brother' is useless and lazy, and he often catches dead mice for me to eat. It was so comforting and heartwarming.

"Old Fei, go back."

Ye Qingxuan knelt down, touched his collar, and said softly: "Thank you for staying with me all these years."

Lao Fei tilted his head and looked at him, as if he didn't understand. After a long time, he stretched out his paw, put it on his shoulder, and patted him hard twice. It’s this signature encouraging move again. I really don’t know where he learned it from.

"Woof~"

It barked, opened its mouth and yawned, then turned and left, looked back at the end of the street, glanced at him, and then walked home.

Under the moonlight, Ye Qingxuan watched Lao Fei walk away, lowered his head, untied the silver rope on the black box, and tore off the seal.

Then, the cold river water came out from the cracks in the box, dripping on the ground, leaving a wet trail. The ether rope made by Wolf Flute himself sealed the resonance of the instrument. But now as the rope was untied, it began to tremble again, making a sound calling for its master to come.

Ye Qingxuan waited quietly, recalling the sound of Wolf Flute.

"Master Bu Yu is not a rare chanter, nor is he a gifted talent. I don't know how deep his research on runes is, but I can be sure that most of his abilities are on musical instruments.

So, as long as you carry it, Master Bu Yu will be cautious and dare not use too harmful means on you. This is our opportunity. But you have to be careful, the Hundred Eyes often give his servants some strange abilities and props."

Wolf Flute stroked the recorder on his knees, his eyes cold: "Your task is just to lure him out. Once he appears, destroy the instrument completely and leave quickly.

I will follow you in the dark, and the task of dealing with him will be left to me."

Ye Qingxuan recalled silently to make sure he didn't miss anything.

In the silence, he heard the sound of the sea tide coming from afar, like the fear in his heart, they were beating and shaking in that small cavity.

So he heard the sound of his heartbeat, chaotic, panic, and trembling.

If he died, would the priest be sad? He was a qualified fosterer. Adopted me, indulged my rebellion, all these years... and Lao Fei, and Vito.

Will they be okay in the future?

Ye Qingxuan's thoughts suddenly stopped, and he stopped imagining.

Because he finally heard footsteps coming from afar, so low, so quiet.

"He's coming."

Ye Qingxuan turned and stared at the source of the sound, talking to himself, but he was suddenly no longer afraid.

Obviously, his lungs were filled with panic and anxiety, but his heart suddenly calmed down, and the blood was flowing, like a snowy river flowing in a glacier, so quiet, so peaceful.

——Is this probably me?

"Then come."

He said softly.

Be it a musician, a monster, or fate.

I won't be afraid.

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In the silence, the moonlight flows silently.

Under the clear light, someone walks heavily from the darkness.

As if he was carrying something heavy, or was seriously injured, his steps were staggering, and he dragged his body forward with difficulty.

He walked under the moonlight, raised his head stiffly, and after seeing Ye Qingxuan, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the axe dragged on the ground also happily burst out sparks.

He is here!

"No."

A voice suddenly sounded in Ye Qingxuan's heart: "This is not right..."

The vaguely familiar shadow was wearing a gray leather coat, and his face was shrouded in the darkness of the hood, but the axe in his hand reflected the moonlight

The heavy axe drew a streak of sparks on the ground, and then was raised high, as if to chop off the light of the waning moon. Then, he rushed over, at a very fast speed, shouting crazily.

"No!" Ye Qingxuan suddenly woke up.

But it was too late.

The desolate flute sounded suddenly, like a hawk rushing into the sky, rising, rising, rising!

It swirled up with a swaying tune, then fell from the sky, sweeping the earth, and the earth began to tremble. The sound of the flute was like a ghost, swaying and calling.

Then the dust floated up, wrapped in the moonlight, trembling, becoming blurred, and then a concrete shape appeared again... It walked on the ground, and its silver-white hair fluttered in the tide, like the moonlight flowing.

A sharp long howl burst out from its mouth, and it jumped up from the ground, revealing a huge figure more than one person tall in the air. It was a huge... jackal? !

Following the call, several giant wolves like it jumped down from the eaves and walls. The speed was so fast that it was like a silver track circling in the mist. In just a moment, it had arrived in front of the man and bit the sharp axe in his hand.

The axe made of fine iron deformed like mud under the wolf's kiss, .ｋｎｓｈ.ｏm broke into two pieces and fell apart! At the same time, his legs were also broken. The wolves pounced on him, as if to completely dismember him, but stopped at the last moment.

"Wolf Whistle, stop!"

Ye Qingxuan shouted: "He is not the Rain Master."

The wolves seemed to be frozen and stopped instantly. They stared at the man in the pool of blood on the ground, and then looked back at him. In an instant, dozens of green eyes stared at him, and the pure animal eyes made him shudder.

He suppressed his great fear, walked into the pool of blood, pulled off the hood in the pool of blood, and then froze.

The person who came could never be the Rain Master.

Under the moonlight, he knew that ugly and swollen face!

This man was clearly the woodcutter Pippen in the town! He was very ugly because of a serious illness when he was young. Although he was a heavy drinker and always drank until he was unconscious, he was a good person and helped many homeless children. Because of his appearance, people were afraid of him, so he lived in a wooden house on the edge of the town, with only stray cats to keep him company.

But why did he come here?

Why did he raise a weapon against me?

Just as he was stunned, he saw Pippen's pupils suddenly move. In those white pupils, there was clearly a black spot spreading.

Pippen... smiled? !

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