Shape of the Wind – Volume Meteorite Chapter 6: Difficult to know the sound

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"Brother Congjia! Don't you go, okay?"

"No way! Jiamin. Brother rarely gets away, and he made a special trip to attend our wedding. He asked me to have a drink and celebrate in advance. How can I be absent?"

"But, I always feel that that person is terrible, wearing a mask like that, with cold eyes, I don't know what I'm thinking? Brother Jia, I'm so scared, I'm afraid you won't come back as soon as you go."

"Haha, don't worry, how could I not come back? I have waited for so many years, and finally waited until this day, you said, why am I willing to leave you?"

"Then...Let's tick it, from Brother Jia, we must come back."

"Ha! I'm about to marry, so naive, okay, I'll tick you and smile! This expression is heartbreaking."

"Brother Jia, you must come back!"

"I see, it's just going to have a drink. If you hurry, I'll be back in the evening. Don't be nervous. If you lie to you, I will swallow a thousand needles. Let's do it!"

"Brother Congjia..."

By the way, I saw it on her face. At that time, if I could understand the meaning of this expression, then many things in the future would happen in other ways!

As soon as I thought of this, Don't ask for a big pain in my chest, the original anger, disappeared without a trace, and then look at Ai Ling's little pitiful look, and when my heart feels soft, he wants to speak comfortably.

Most of Mo Wen's face was covered under the silver hair. Ai Ling couldn't see his expression, thought he was hesitating, and hurriedly spoke first.

"Or, are you upset about what happened today? Ai Ling apologizes to you."

Ailing bowed respectfully, and said loudly: "However, I think that is something that must be done. If you hurt Luxima, the deer will be very sad."

This is quite interesting. Mo Wen showed a rather surprised expression. Due to the differences in personalities, the two traveled so far. Every time Mo Wen persisted, Ai Ling immediately gave in. He never spoke loudly. .

What is it that gives this girl the urge to fight for reasons?

This is worth listening to, let’s just wait and see what it changes!

I made up my mind, don't ask, let alone answer, staring at Airing coldly.

Seeing Mo asked, Ai Ling was a little guilty, but still reluctant to give in, and said: "The deer is still very young. If you lose Simma at this time, you will definitely be sad in the future."

"How did you know?" Mo Wen asked casually, and as soon as he said this, he regretted it immediately.

Sure enough, when asked like this, Ai Ling immediately lowered his head, his eyes turned red, and said mournfully: "Because Ai Ling's Simma is not there anymore..."

Hearing what Ai Ling said, Mo asked a little embarrassed, how did he bring the topic to the top, but at the moment, unable to think of appropriate words to comfort him, he had to let Ai Ling continue to speak.

According to Airing, her father was a creator. He decided to move into the mountains because he had to avoid many mundane duties. In an accidental situation, they met their mother and they were like-minded, and they had a relationship. The two were happy, regardless of the opposition of others, and they got married. Later, for some reason, they were six years old in Airing. In that life, my mother passed away.

"In the past, Sima loved Ling and made a lot of things to give me, as well as a lullaby before going to bed. It was also every day before bed that Sima would sing to Ai Ling. After Sima was gone, Ai Ling is alone..."

On the other hand, Ai Ling said, the small and crystal teardrops, one by one sliding down the face, made people feel distressed.

"Don't be too sad! A smart girl like you can do so many things. Your father must love you very much..."

The sorrow was provoked by himself, and Mo asked had to try to persuade. Although Ai Ling's craftsmanship is not good, the potential shown by him is limitless. For a creator, having such a daughter must be a joyous event with great comfort.

I don’t know Ai Ling then shook his head and said: “No, Boomer said, girls can only do bad things and are not qualified to be a creator, so I’m not allowed to do these things.”

When I hear what Airing said, I don’t know how to smile. This means that many words must be lost. In many industries, women are very despised, and they are noble creators. The same is true of Ailing’s father. It's not a special existence.

It’s just that Ai Ling’s keen interest in making utensils seems to be innate, and in Mo Wen’s life, he has never seen such a gifted jade. If it is interrupted like this, it is indeed What a pity.

"If Ailing believes in Sima, if it is something you like, you must stick to it." Ailing wiped away the tears, and said: "So no matter what Boomer thinks, Ailing must stick to it."

"Oh! Then come on!"

This kind of vague and meaningless blessings, Mo Wen can’t say, it’s hard to imagine Ai Ling will have such a side. At this time, Ai Ling, in his small eyes, exudes incomparable firmness, making people I understand that in order to achieve her ideal, she is willing to do anything...

Wait!

Mo Wen suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Do you know about it when you are out on a trip?"

Ailing shook his head, and said his thoughts in a small voice.

"I secretly ran away from home. I must have obtained considerable qualifications to be recognized by Bouma before I go back. Some things that Bouma made when he was young, if they fall into the wrong hands, they will have It’s a problem, so it must be recycled. If Airing can complete the recycling work alone, then Bouma may look at Airing differently."

"It turns out that this is the case..."

Mo Wen finally figured out his mission. It turned out that this is the way to retrieve something. Then, Airing also said before, what is it to retrieve the object called the obsidian mirror?

He looked at Ai Ling, and the girl knew, and began to say: "The existence of the obsidian mirror echoes the moonlight and gathers a large amount of Yin Qi. It is a powerful amplifier that can be used in spells to open realm tunnels. The magical magical technique calls out certain creatures in the devil world."

Be good! How could it be such a thing, when the time comes, facing a bunch of mandrill sprites, if you still encounter a very powerful demon, wouldn't you even know how to die?

Mo Wen touched his chin, groaning silently.

"Ah! Don't worry."

Seeing Mo Wen’s suspicion and fear, Ai Ling said in a low voice, “The obsidian mirror is only an amplification tool. Its whispering depends on the user’s magic power. This time the enemy, According to my investigation, the magic power is not strong..."

In other words, in other words, the other party can only call out things like the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Ape, which is not bad. Before the situation expands, the matter can be resolved in one fell swoop.

"What's the matter with the scarlet-eyed demon ape? Why do they attack you?"

Eiling explained that when tracking down the obsidian mirror, she found that the obsidian mirror had fallen into the hands of a magister, summoning the scarlet-eyed demon ape. After seeing this scene, she was unfortunately discovered by the other party. Since then, she has been sending the red-eyed demon ape who remembered her scent to attack and kill.

During the peeping process, Ai Lingling heard that the other party was going to implement a summoning spell at the full moon, and in order to perform the spell, a large number of human flesh and blood must be sacrificed, so he sent out the magic ape to attack the scattered Village in the nearby mountains.

After learning about this, Airing rushed to the only Brown Village he knew about and issued a warning, but it was still a step too late. After that, he hurried to Shangri-La and hired a martial artist who could help to solve the problem. .

Thinking of a little girl like her, who would travel a long way back and forth within a month, without fear of wind and frost and strong will, Mo Wen was also moved by it, but he would not show such emotions in expressions.

"So, we must retrieve the obsidian mirror at the full moon this month. The obsidian mirror has the function of storing monthly energy. That person once said that as of this month, he has absorbed half a year of lunar bloom. You can directly summon advanced demons, so it will be difficult for us to recycle."

Ailing said: "I have been tracking the location of the obsidian mirror. Although I am not sure, but it must not be far away. There are survivors in Brown Village, and I am here to chase after the magic ape. So the magic ape will attack again. As long as there is one or two more, I can lock the position of the obsidian mirror."

There are still eight days before the full moon. It is reasonable to say that it is too late...

However, things in the world are hard to tell, who knows what changes will suddenly arise.

Also, what a headache...

Don't ask in secret. Even for a high-level profession such as a creator, it is still a difficult job to make magic tools. The scope and skill involved are beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and the creation of such tools can be completed. People among creators must be one of the best, but don't ask me who I can't remember for a while.

At this point, the difficulty of the work is beyond expectations. If you continue, you will be at odds with your own intentions. Besides, the one-year contract is not full, and this little trouble around you is super messy. Of...

"Please, Mr. Don't ask!"

Finding that Mo Wen was still motionless, Ai Ling pleaded in a low voice: "Please continue to **** me and retrieve the obsidian mirror. If it doesn't work, please protect these children. That's enough..."

Looking at the girl's pleading, the silver-haired man was moved.

He is not hard-hearted, on the contrary, he is quite sentimental. Refusing the girl’s request is really unbearable; it is also the duty of a warrior to prevent this taboo from happening so as not to disturb the peace of the entire continent; but, more importantly, when he sees Ai Ling’s face, it looks like With a similar look, the silver-haired man immediately made a decision.

"Um..."

Mo Wen thought for a while, and said: "If there are not many enemies, it's okay..."

"Really? Great, thank you Mr. Mowen..."

Seeing Mo Q&A, the girl was so excited that she barely jumped up.

"Wait a minute, don't be too happy!"

Waving a hand to interrupt Airing's thanks, Mo Wen made a request.

"There are a few things, let's talk about it first."

Don’t ask: "I don’t want additional compensation, but I won’t return the jewelry originally given to you."

Don't ask, he squinted, and gave Ai Ling a fierce look.

Although Mr. Mo Wen looked fierce, Airing somehow felt no fear at all.

"Second, I don't do anything other than rewards. If I find an enemy other than the Scarlet-Eyed Demon Ape, I will turn around and leave without saying a word. You have to think about this first."

Are there any unexpected enemies?

According to the information that Ai Ling obtained earlier, the opponent is only a third-rate magician. Although the magic power can be increased through the obsidian mirror, there is a limit after all, and it is impossible to call a higher level. The monster's, in other words, the enemy's lineup will not change.

Furthermore, I had no choice for a long time. I left home this time because I gambled on all my self-esteem and the future. If I failed, I would have no face to go home.

"Hmm! No problem, there will be no new enemies."

In order to express affirmation, Ai Ling said without hesitation.

Mo Wen nodded, no more words, it's all set.

"At this moment, you have all my true biography...! Wait, there are not so many, probably only 60% to 70%, right? Is there so much?... If only 20% to 30%, will it be too much? Hit you..."

"..."

"I have taught you all the know-how of sword qi manipulation, but you have to use it flexibly and integrate with your body. It will take at least a year. Therefore, within a year, you must not use force, even if you have to. Do not use sword energy, otherwise the hard work of these days may fall short."

"..."

"Don’t have a face of dissatisfaction! The time of the calamity you hit has not passed. Meeting people and soldiers will not only fail to achieve the original purpose, but if you use sword aura rashly, it will lead to ten years of sword robbery. It will make you unlucky for a lifetime..."

"..."

"Why is my face so ugly? Is it because I'm scolding me for being a bad old man. I don't have the style of a master in my speech and actions. Tell you, don't think that I'm old. What's in your mind, I can use my eyebrows to know."

"..."

"In short, whether you believe it or not, within this year, please be good and don't mess around! The good fortune of life will never happen again."

The Road of Shu Road in December 5th and 60th of El Tienno Calendar

Because there was no war for the time being, Airing was able to help the villagers rebuild their homes leisurely. At this time, her chief civil engineer came in handy, but she lacked manpower and progressed slowly in rough work.

"Mr. Mowen, can you please come and help?"

In response to such a request, Mo Wen, who leaned against the tree and drank the self-soaked tea, refused with a stinky face.

"Do you think I am a rough job? My job is to deal with the devil ape, build a house or something, that is your family's business."

"But, the magic ape hasn't come yet?"

"It's really annoying, otherwise we will switch jobs, I will build a house, and the magic ape will come and let you deal with it, how about it?"

When asked like this, Ai Ling could only walk away and gave up these requests.

However, in Mo Wen's eyes, this little guy is really hardworking, running around, soothing the children's anxiety, helping to take care of the injured, and then taking out the tools from her big bag. , Get a pile of wood to cut with a saw, and try to make a well-ventilated wooden house suitable for wound healing.

Usually, she always depends on people, but when she is with those young children, she just says the most optimistic words, although the children laugh at this older sister, who is naive. Overdone, but also accepted the comfort of being happy with her, temporarily forgetting the sadness and hardship, and cheering up.

Seeing this scene, Mo Wen couldn't help but look at the little girl with admiration.

At noon that day, Mowen beat a few pheasants for lunch. During the lunch break after the meal, Ai Ling carried her big baggage, brought the children to Mo Wen, and the thief made a request with a smile.

"It's so boring! Mr. Mo, can you do us a favor?"

Do this little crazy man a favor?

Don’t ask for self-knowledge, he still wants to live longer, Airing’s burden seems to be bigger than the size of the previous two days, who knows if there is any new work to find experimenters, I can Don't be this white mouse.

I just couldn't help the children looking forward to their eyes, Mo Wen had to give in, thought for a while, and said: "You can't run into that baggage, the rest is easy to discuss."

"That's it..."

His intentions were peeped through, and Airing's pretty face was obviously disappointed, but as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up immediately.

Seeing the girl's hot eyes, Mo Wen instinctively felt a sense of fear.

"It's okay, everyone, Mr. Mo Wen is not only a knight of martial arts, but also plays good music!" Ai Ling boasted to the children, and then everyone used the kind of expectation His eyes looked at Mo Wen eagerly.

"Mr. Mowen, would you please play a song for us?"

Holding her little hand, the girl made a wish.

"..."

"Mr. Mo Wen's flute is very nice, Ai Ling likes it very much, and the children are waiting for you too!"

I don't seem to know how to refuse. After hesitating for a while, Mo Wen took out the flute, put it to his mouth, and chose the song to be played.

Looking at the children, Mo Wen thought, since it's to drive away sorrow, let's pick a light tune.

Flicking through the tracks in my mind, Mo Wen chose the song "Qingfeng Nian", which is the martial barbarian in the south. It sounds joyous and the rhythm is very brisk. It is used to coax the children. Happy, it should be perfect.

The idea is determined, Mo Wen brought the flute closer to his lips and played it loudly.

He had worked hard in this way in his early years. The well-known music critics on the mainland also commented that "it should only be the sound of the fairy in the sky." Although this playing is just ordinary celebration music, it can also In the ordinary, the sound is beautiful, the subtle changes are subtle, and the transition is satisfactory, just like a martial arts master auditing a life stunt.

Ailing holds her head on her side wrist, and the fingers of her left hand follow the beat on the car panel. She doesn't know much about phonology, but "Qing Feng Nian" is simple and brisk, with a clear rhythm. It is not difficult to understand.

While the performer concentrated on playing the music, Ai Ling made a gesture to the children asking everyone to be quiet, and then secretly looked at Mo Wen.

In normal times, Mo Wen seems to be very wary of people. As long as Ai Ling stares at him, he will turn his head away unceremoniously. You have to take a closer look at him. Excluding sleep time, there is only now.

Mr. Mo, who is it?

In line with the scientific spirit of the inventor, and the fantasy plot of the girl’s dreaming, Airing has made countless scrutiny.

Mr. Mo Wen, he must be a nobleman.

In these days of getting along, I found that there are some living habits that are not common to ordinary people.

He has afternoon tea every day. As soon as the time comes, no matter what he is doing, he will stop and prepare to make tea to rest. At the same time, he will not be merciful to disturbers. Ai Ling once saw that he was drinking tea. , While beheading the red-eyed demon ape who had committed the crime.

Mo Wen is also very particular about diet and daily life. The dishes made by Ai Ling often make mistakes, but don't ask yourself. The taste of the dishes and how to prepare them are as precious as every family.

All these, coupled with his own knighthood, the invaluable flute, are not easily accessible by the civilian class.

A nobleman, why did he become like this?

The most likely reason is war!

Illing believes so firmly.

Mr. Mo Wen’s body has a baptized atmosphere of war. The military uniform on his body has never been changed since we met, but it is always washed and clean. This is not what ordinary noble knights would have. The behavior is the habit of a soldier and knight, the scar on his right hand, this is the medal after the fierce battle.

Mr. Mo Wen, he must have been seriously injured in the war and encountered a very sad thing, so he put down his noble status and wandered around like a wandering knight.

This is Ai Ling's idea.

Actually, in this era of flames and smoke, the class changes very rapidly, often a political struggle, warfare involved, the original aristocracy, was relegated to untouchables, and the Guizhou family disappeared among the people.

Desolate nobles, nostalgic for the glory of the old days, and can't stand the current life. They often spend their sorrows with wine, and in order to maintain a luxurious life, they rely on their martial arts to become thieves and do all kinds of illegal activities. , Has become the biggest trouble for local public security. Those who scam Ailing money are somewhat similar to this type.

I noticed that Ai Ling was fascinated, Mo Wen smiled slightly, and said nothing.

It’s a coincidence. Thinking of that person, she also loves to listen to the flute. When meeting, she always asks to play a song, and then hums the piano by the side, with a leisurely and fascinating expression, making herself fall in love with it .

"Humhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

From a childhood habit, after hearing this, Ai Ling Ling couldn't help but tapped, closed his eyes, hummed softly, feeling the smooth rhyme, but seemed to feel that there was something inadequate, from beginning to end, Ai Ling All of his brows are frowned.

And this expression of joy and resentment, when Mo Wen saw it in his eyes, he was shocked on the spot.

Why?

Why?

Rao is thousands of miles apart, but her voice is always in front of her, and her missing mood has never diminished. However, knowing that she is now in the mouth of a tiger, she can only sit and watch and cannot help. What is this? Life!

Thinking of all kinds of obstructions, he was impatient and annoyed. Mo Wen's eyes were red again. His personality was always sentimental, and he was not the type of "men who have tears but not flick". Hurt, I really want to cry.

The mood was agitated, and the flute sound was chaotic, and stopped.

"Um! Not good, not good, much worse than what I heard that day."

Without noticing Mo Wen's strangeness, Ai Ling opened her eyes, speaking like a little music critic; the children also learned her actions, shaking their heads one by one.

Hearing such a comment, Mo Wen Weijue was funny, my musical art was in Jinling, and anyone who listened to it would be full of praise. Which one is the turn of these little ghosts to pick, and I became curious and asked What is wrong with Ai Ling?

"This song should be very happy music, but it was so sad that it was blown out by Mr. Mo Wen, and it didn’t fit the song at all, um, no, no, too much worse than that day. Up."

Ailing shook his head, obviously feeling proud of his music review.

Listening to music and being able to hear the sincerity of the performer is really a bosom friend. Only when he heard this, Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, as if he was stunned by five thunders, unable to speak.

For a long while, Don't ask, dry his throat, and sneered: "Nonsense, what do children know?"

My own sound perception was improperly denied. Airing seemed to be a little angry, pouting her little mouth and defending: "What about the kid? I can hear it, Mr. Mo Wen is in a bad mood."