Whispering Verse

Chapter 2915 The story that hasn’t ended yet

"I have always believed that resurrecting the dead will definitely bring disaster even if it succeeds."

Shade said while holding the wine glass, thinking of many things in the past:

"To put it more formally - what's the price? And isn't my grandfather, who was resurrected by him using demonic power, just as risky as his cats and dogs?"

"Because he firmly believes that his grandfather's heart is as strong as his own, and that people who have shouldered responsibilities are trustworthy."

Mr. Asmon took advantage of the slight pause to turn over the ninth card, shook his head, put the 12 stars aside, and then told the ending of the story:

"It is not a simple task to retrieve a devoured soul. So he settled down in this town. With years of accumulated experience and a little luck, he recovered from the essence of the demon sealed in his body. Found that piece of soul.

The soul was successfully taken out, but the body of the young man's grandfather had long been destroyed. He didn't want to create a body by any means, so he planned to let his grandfather's soul appear in his own body. He would die as a result, and my grandfather would continue his duty of sealing away demons. Until my grandfather also wanted to take a little rest and find him again. "

"this"

Shade opened his mouth slightly, without even drawing a card:

"Well, if I thought before that he just carried all this and walked for too long to have such a confused idea, now it is basically certain that he was influenced by the devil."

"The cats and dogs, like us now, both saw the error of this idea and the huge risks involved. But even if the cats and dogs stopped by, the grandfather's soul was eventually put into the young man's body. And so , the demon disguised as the soul resurrected in the body of the young man. There has never been any resurrection of the dead, and it must be the devil if it is obtained from the essence of the devil."

"As expected. So this time it's a bad ending again? After having a crush on a young girl, having a crush on a middle-aged aristocratic lady, and sacrificing his own child for his family, now it's finally the turn of this traveler who has come a long way. Dead?"

Sean Asmon did not answer, and looked at Shade with his black eyes. Shade felt that half a minute had passed before he spoke:

"But at the last moment when the devil was about to succeed, the loyal cat pierced the young man's heart with his claws, and the loyal dog smashed the young man's head with his claws.

The demon's plan to invade the young man's body failed and it returned to the young man's soul. But the young man is about to die, and the devil will resurrect because he has fulfilled his childhood wish. The cats and dogs, which had been seriously injured in the fight, sacrificed their bodies and souls, burned their existence, and used the power given to them by the young man to revive the young man from near death. "

A sigh came from a corner of the lively First Snow Festival celebration, but no one could tell who was sighing.

"So when the young man opened his eyes again, the sealed demon was still in his body, and there were no traveling companions around him. There were only two handfuls of ashes in the shape of cats and dogs, dissipating little by little with the wind.

Shade pursed his lips and took a deep breath through his nose. He still did not draw a card, but turned to look in the direction of the lively bonfire. Although he had known for a long time that there would definitely be sacrifices and deaths in the ending of this story, but when he really heard the ending, even though it was such a good night, he still felt extremely melancholy in his heart:

"I originally thought that they could continue to accompany him for a long distance, but I didn't expect that they would leave so soon. I am a little disappointed now. Every story is always like this. I know that the story of the devil should be like this, But doesn’t this mean something tragic for tragedy’s sake?”

"Mr. Watson, don't worry, the story is not over yet."

The corners of the demonologist's mouth curled up, and his black eyes stared at Shade's side face:

"When the young man raised his head and looked around, he saw that this was not a secluded and peaceful town, but the ruins of an ancient town standing on the scorched earth. Mummy bodies were scattered all over the ruins, and the suffocating terrifying power was completely filthy. this land.

And when he took the remains of the cat and dog corpses to the hill outside the ruined town, there was no statue of his grandfather there. There was only a skeleton that was tied to a cross and whose flesh and blood had been picked clean by crows. "

Shade moved his gaze towards him:

"So, this is all a devil's conspiracy?"

"In a dream in the future, a young man traveling alone dreamed of that town again.

His grandfather had indeed been here before, but the sinner who wanted to seize the demonic power was greedy for that powerful power. The resulting riot of evil spirits completely destroyed this place, and the sinner was eventually killed by the young grandfather. , hanging on the hills outside the town.

There were no heroic deeds here in the past, only disasters caused by greedy people. And now, in the same place, the devil conducted another small temptation because of the youth's mental exhaustion and soul confusion. Although it failed, it can continue to wait. After all, there will be more opportunities in the future.

As for the young man, he buried cats and dogs, as he had buried many people and things. Then he picked up his luggage and continued walking into the distance in silence. "

Sean Asmon raised his glass to Shad, and then drank the last sip of wine.

The story really ends here. This is the seventh story. None of the endings of the first six stories are good, but this time, Shade still feels particularly sad about the story. He did not drink, but was silent for a long time before summing up;

"The young man who has been carrying the responsibility for too long wanted to find other ways to deal with the evil demon, but eventually fell into a trap and sacrificed his best friends.

This story wants to tell us that if something can maintain the status quo, it is best not to interfere with it? Or should we listen carefully to the opinions of our friends around us and not act alone?"

Shade asked, and Sean Asmon, who was across the table, still answered him in a tone like a snake spitting out its tongue. Compared with the real demon sitting in this position just now, he looked like the ancient evil spirit in the legend:

"These stories just want to tell us a simple truth: be careful of the devil's conspiracy."

Shade nodded slowly:

"Yes, this is the point. But mortals always make mistakes. The young man who has shouldered the responsibility since childhood, he .What to do next? Without his travel companion, the young man will become lonely again. I believe he will continue to go on, but he will die in the end. All mortals will die. Without his helper, can he continue to seal the demons for the rest of his life? Even if he can, what will happen after he dies? "

"That's the story for the next time, Mr. Watson."

The demonologist asked softly, and Shade had to continue sighing:

"Okay then. Mr. Asmon, I want to compliment you. Your storytelling level is better than that of the detective novelist in the North."

Sean Asmon did not comment on this, but stretched out his hand to signal Shade to continue drawing cards:

"Our game is not over yet."

The tenth card was turned over by Shade, and the Sun 2 [Angel·Jakeel who announces the end of the world] appeared in his hand, as if Mr. Asmon had calculated it, and the game just ended after the story was told.

"I won again."

Shade said, but there was no excitement, the story had a lot of stamina. The demonologist smiled and nodded, not affected by his own story at all.

So Shade took out his wallet, handed twenty 10-pound notes to Mr. Asmon, and added the new cards to his deck. He was very happy that the other party did not ask him why he had to carry such a large sum of money when he went out.

But anyway, with this Sun 2, Shade's total number of special rule cards officially reached 40. There are only 14 cards left to collect a set of special card decks.

[Excluding the founding series of Time, Chaos, Creation, Sun and Destiny, you are actually only missing nine cards with non-repeating suits and points. ]

The "she" in the ear whispered, and the demonologist across the table, after collecting the banknotes, picked up his notebook and stood up:

"I have to go to the square on the west side to take a look, Mr. Watson, see you next time. Look forward to our unexpected meeting in the next city."

After nodding to Shade, he turned and disappeared in the crowd. Xia De sat there and watched him leave, and then planned to go back:

"I always feel more depressed. It turns out that when I'm in a bad mood, I shouldn't listen to any demon stories. I thought the news I heard from the real demon tonight was the most annoying thing, but I didn't expect that the story I heard from the fake demon scholar would affect my mood the most.

After going back, drink a cup of hot tea and go to bed, and think about those annoying things tomorrow."

[Don't forget your roses. ]

"She" said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, that's why I said there are many annoying things. And even if I bring the roses back, I can't knock on the door of each room and send flowers like handing out flyers. This will make the girls think that I'm the kind of person who doesn't snow even though it's the first snow festival. I thought it would really snow tonight."

While he was mumbling about insignificant things in his heart, he disappeared in the sea of ​​people in the square, leaving only a table with two wine glasses, a wine pot, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of fried beans waiting for new guests.

Seeing that everyone had left, the pigeons tried to fly to the table but were driven away by the waiter who came to clean the table. So they flapped their wings and flew high, flying over the heads of the cats and dogs squatting at the edge of the square under the night sky illuminated by the lights of the square.

They squatted there together and looked at the colorful world of the human world, but no one looked at the black dog and the black cat. The darkness enveloped them, the light avoided them, and even the troubled and sad Shade did not notice that he was being watched by them.

"I just saw the great soul who liberated us from Ossenfort in the Randall River Valley. Do you want to say hello?"

The cat asked the dog. It was the voice of the maid of the Ossenfort family, and the voice that answered her was the voice of the butler. The dog scratched his face with his claws:

"I don't think it's time to disturb him now. After all, it's not time to reveal the answer."

After that, they ran into the square together and followed the figure with the shoulder bag. In the shoulder bag, the glass bottle gently hit the notebook, and colorful smoke flashed through it.