The Whispering Verses Chapter 2916: The story that hasn’t ended yet
Chapter 2915 The story that has not yet ended
"I have always believed that resurrecting the dead will definitely bring disaster even if it succeeds."
Xia De said while holding the wine glass, thinking of many things in the past:
"To put it more formally - what is the price? And isn't the 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 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 an easy task to retrieve a devoured soul. So he settled down in this town. With years of accumulated experience and a little luck, he recovered the soul of the demon that was sealed in his body. In the essence, the soul is found.
The soul was successfully taken out, but the body of the young 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 break and find him again. ”
"this"
Xia De opened his mouth slightly, not 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."
"Like us now, cats and dogs 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 body of the young man. So, the devil disguised as a soul resurrected in the body of the young man. There has never been anything resurrected from the devil, and it must be the devil."
"Sure enough. So this time it's a bad ending again? After having a crush on a young girl, a middle-aged aristocratic lady who has a crush on each other, and sacrificing her own child for the sake of her family, now it's finally the turn of this person who has gone through a long road. Did the traveler die? ”
Shawn Asmon did not answer, looking 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 its claws, and the loyal dog smashed the young man's head with its claws.
The devil'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 the brink of death. ”
The sound of sighing 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, drifting little by little with the wind. Dissipate.
Shad pursed his lips and took a deep breath through his nose. He still did not draw a card, but turned his head 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:
"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 That’s it, but doesn’t it 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, which was suffocating and terrifying. Power has completely defiled 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 the flesh and blood had been picked clean by crows. ”
Xia De turned his attention to 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 did come 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. After being killed, he was hung on a hill 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, just like he had buried many people and things. Then he picked up his luggage and continued walking into the distance in silence. ”
Shawn Asmon raised the glass to Shad, and then drank the last sip of wine.
This is the real end of the story. This is already the seventh story. None of the first six stories had a good ending, but this time Shade still felt particularly sad about the story. He didn't go to drink. He was silent for a long time before he concluded;
“The young man who had carried the responsibility for too long wanted to find other ways to deal with the evil spirit, 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 insist on having our own way? ”
Shad asked, and Sean Asmon across the table still answered him in the tone of a snake spitting messages. Compared with the real demon sitting in this position just now, he looked like It’s the rumored ancient evil spirit:
"These stories just want to tell us a simple truth: Be careful of the devil's conspiracy."
Xia De nodded slowly:
"Yes, this is the point. But mortals always make mistakes. What will happen to the young man who has shouldered the responsibility since childhood? After losing his traveling companion, the young man will become lonely again. I believe he is still He will continue to walk, but he will die eventually. Without helpers, can he continue to seal the devil for the rest of his life? Even if it is possible, what will happen after his death?
"That's a story for next time, Mr. Watson."
The demonologist asked softly, and Shade could only continue to sigh:
"Okay then. Mr. Asmon, I want to praise you. Your storytelling skills are even better than that detective novel writer from the North."
Shawn 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 opened by Shade, and Sun 2 [Angel, Jakael who announces the doomsday] suddenly appeared in his hand, as if Mr. Asmon had calculated it, and after telling the story, the cards It's like the game is just over.
"I won again."
Xia De said, but there was no sense of excitement. The story had a bit of stamina. The demonologist smiled and nodded, completely unaffected by his own story.
So Shade took out his wallet, handed twenty 10-pound notes to Mr. Asmon, and then added new cards to his deck. He was very happy that the other party did not ask him why he took such a large sum of money with him when he went out.
But no matter what, with this Sun 2, the total number of Shade's special rules cards has officially reached 40. There are only 14 cards left to collect a complete set of special card decks.
[Remove the time, chaos, creation, sun and destiny of the founding series, and you only have nine cards with non-repeating suits and points. 】
"She" whispered in the ear, and the demonologist across the table picked up his notebook and stood up after collecting the banknotes:
"I'm going to have another look at the square on the west side, Mr. Watson, see you next time. We look forward to meeting you unexpectedly in the next city."
After he nodded to Shade, he turned around and disappeared into the sea of people. Shade sat there and watched him leave, and then planned to go back:
"I always feel that my mood is getting heavier. Sure enough, you shouldn't listen to devil stories when you are in a bad mood. I originally thought that the news I heard from the real devil tonight was the most disturbing thing, but I didn't expect that the news from the false devil would be the most disturbing thing. The stories I heard from the demonologists were the most emotional.
After you go back, drink a cup of hot tea and go to bed. Don't 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 a lot of things that worry me. And even if I bring the roses back, I can't go from room to room knocking on doors and delivering flowers like handing out flyers, otherwise the girls will be confused. I think I’m one of those people who thought it would really snow tonight even though it was the first snow day but it wasn’t snowing yet.”
While chattering about indifferent things in his mind, he disappeared into 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. with new guests.
The pigeons saw that everyone was gone and tried to fly to the table but were chased away by the waiter who came to clear the table. Then they flapped their wings and flew high, flying over the heads of the cats and dogs squatting on 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 colors of the human world, but no one looked at the black dog and black cat. Darkness enveloped them, light evaded them, and even the troubled and sad Shade didn't notice that he was being watched by them.
"I just saw the great soul who liberated us from Oxenfurt in the Randall Valley. Do you want to say hello?"
The cat asked the dog. It was the voice of the Oxenfurt maid, and the voice that answered her was the housekeeper's voice. The dog scratched its face with its paw:
"I think it's not the time to bother him yet. After all, it's not time to reveal the answer yet."
After saying that, they ran into the square together and followed the figure with the satchel slung across his body. In that satchel, the glass bottle gently collided with the notebook, and colorful smoke flashed through it.