Silent Crown Chapter 31: I have started practicing

　　 "Hee hee hee, come after me~"

　　 is like a certain neuropathy playing a game while pinching his throat.

　　In the dense darkness, someone rushed to the street and twisted strangely on the street under the moonlight of the silver moon.

　　 Ye Qingxuan vowed that he had never seen such a majestic scene in his seventeen years.

　　 Under the silver moonlight, the man with the messy chicken coop squeezed his throat and smiled, twisting his **** and ran across the street...A night breeze blew up and lifted the only shirt on his body. Exposed big bold pants.

　　 Every time he runs barefoot and laughs, the ether ball will emit a flash of light in response to the scene.

　　"Gluck!!!!"

　　 After a burst of gong-like laughter, he ran away from the street.

　　 Ye Qingxuan looked at the ether ball blankly:

　　 "This is fine too?!"

Before the 　　's words fell, the henhouse head neuropathy rushed back with a sharp smile, Ye Qingxuan's face paled in shock.

　　He ran into the wind, then stopped in front of the boy without warning, bent down, pointed at the bruise on his face, and snorted with alcohol.

　　 "You, speak up!"

　　He asked with a serious face: "Am I handsome?"

　　"……"

　　His voice is deep and clear, with a hint of hoarseness in the softness, which can be said to be nice, but Ye Qingxuan was shocked by the streaking momentum, and could not speak. The etheric ball in his hand was also shining in response to the scene.

　　 "Do you think I am handsome?"

　　Naked man repeated it.

　　 "... handsome."

　　 Ye Qingxuan praised against his will: "It's so handsome, so handsome."

　　After he finished speaking, he felt his conscience was broken. But if you take a closer look, if this guy doesn't get beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, it looks pretty good. And it seems quite young.

　　 "Hahaha, really handsome!"

　　The young man who drank too much laughed with his arms on his hips. When a gust of wind blew, he fell to the ground neatly and couldn't sleep.

　　 Ye Qingxuan was the only one who was petrified in the wind.

　　"Hello? Are you okay?"

　　 He kicked the man, but there was no response.

　　 After a long time, Ye Qingxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the chair, planning to leave everything alone and continue practicing the scale.

　　"La! La! La! La la!"

　　 The naked man with the chicken coop on the ground suddenly turned over, burped a foul-smelling wine, and then sang a nursery rhyme with his belly: "Tonight it was a heavy rain~ the smashing flowers were spilled all over the place. ~Oh, what does it matter~ We are happy to be together~"

After 　　 sang, he paused for a while and added a sentence especially dissatisfied:

　　 "We are happy to be together!"

　　 Fart, who wants to be with you...

　　 Looking at the ether ball that flashed like a dog in his hand like a sausage, Ye Qingxuan felt that he was going crazy...what's going on? Does a neurotic voice communicate with the ether all the time? !

　　 Suddenly, the naked man on the ground got up and suddenly took Ye Qingxuan's hand. The young man stared at him vigorously, but his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see anything.

　　 Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

　　 "Brother, don't be afraid, the most important thing for a family is to be tidy...If you have a brother, no one can defeat you!"

　　 He grabbed Ye Qingxuan's hands, his voice hoarse: "What is the most precious thing in the world? It is love! It is love! Does your brother's love make you feel warm?"

　　 "Warm! Warm!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan nodded with ignorant conscience.

　　 "Hey hey."

　　The naked man smirked, then spit up on his knees. Even when this neuropathy was vomiting, Ye Qingxuan's etheric ball was still shining!

　　 "What the **** is going on!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan pulled out his ether ball, crying without tears: "I practiced a note chant, who is offended?! If nothing works, it's fine, why call this kind of thing?!"

　　 "Oh...no effect? ​​Do you want to know why?"

　　 The naked man finished vomiting, staggered to his feet, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

　　 Ye Qingxuan nodded blankly.

　　 Immediately after, a finger touched the tip of his nose, and the naked man sternly shouted: "Give up, yours can't sense ether again!"

　　 Just when Ye Qingxuan was surprised, he grabbed the pamphlet in Ye Qingxuan's hand and pointed to the standard syllable in it: "Moreover, the range of'extraction' is in E2, which is a high pitch! You can't sing it! Change one, change to... change to this!"

　　 He flipped through his notes as if he was drunk. After seeing a scribbled note from Wolfflute, his eyes lit up: "Practice this! This! Understand? You are most suitable for this..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan was stunned. He looked at the scribbled note above, confused.

　　 That seems to be the notes that Wolfflute took in his father's class, but he doesn't even know what he wrote! How to practice!

　　 "Remember, sound is only appearance!"

　　The naked man pressed Ye Qingxuan's shoulders hard, his voice suddenly changed from hoarse to solemn, like a faint thunder in the distant clouds:

　　"——The ether is the master of everything and the servant of the will!"

　　 Before Ye Qingxuan could react, he sang loudly again, and then ran away again in the flash of etheric ball.

　　 Come like the wind, go like the wind, leaving only a place to vomit...

　　"……"

　　 After a long time, Ye Qingxuan finally reacted, jumping angrily and yelling: "I am crazy! You give me my book back!"

　　 There was only a faint chuckle echoing in the night wind.

　　 It's the **** Yorder singing method!

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　　 The next day, Ye Qingxuan woke up in the early morning bell, only to feel that his throat seemed to have swallowed hot coals, with tearing pain. He practiced all night with his own memory last night.

　　 The only result was that the vocal cords were swollen, and now I can’t even speak a complete sentence.

　　 and I'm so hungry.

　　 He took out his wallet with a bitter expression, and there was only a few dozen dollars left on him. This is half a month’s salary in Rut Town, but in the expensive Avalon, with such a small amount of money, I probably won’t live for three or four days, let alone ten days later...

　　"Do you want to go back to your old career to be a beggar?"

　　 He muttered in a low voice, only to feel like fire in his throat: "Avalon can't even find a faucet now?"

Before 　　 said, a bottle of milk was placed next to him.

　　 Lao Fei came back leisurely with a half of wheat cake in his mouth, and generously gave his score to Little Brother One. Seeing Lao Fei found the food and didn't forget himself, Ye Qingxuan was moved to tears.

　　 But at this time, there is still time to cry, hurry up and eat first before talking.

　　 A bottle of milk and half a wheat biscuits were smoothly settled, Ye Qingxuan touched his stomach that had been hungry all night, and heard a sound of hunger.

　　 is still a little hungry...

　　 Old Fei yawned, and after throwing his tail off, he jumped off the bench and didn't know where he went. After a while, he came out again and placed a new bottle of milk and oatmeal in front of him.

　　 stretched out his paw and pushed it towards Ye Qingxuan, signalling you to eat quickly, there is not enough.

　　 "Where did you find it?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan picked up Lao Fei and looked up and down. Did this guy hide a cornucopia on his back? Old Fei took a bite unhappily, twitched his face with his tail, jumped off the bench and motioned for him to come with him.

　　 Many shops have opened in Midtown in the early morning, and pedestrians have gradually increased. Few people pay attention to this white-haired kid and old golden retriever dog crossing the streets.

　　, turn left and right all the way, and after passing through two dirty alleys full of rubbish, they came to an alley. This seems to be the back door of a shop.

　　 Lao Fei ran under the small cabinet next to the back door, jumped up, opened the cabinet door with his mouth, and triumphantly turned around to show Ye Qingxuan the milk that was just delivered by the messenger in the cabinet...

　　 "Hey! I stole it!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan stared blankly at the cabinet that was about to be stolen by Lao Fei, his expression twitching.

　　Old Feihao yelled twice, very proud.

　　 "Don't call it!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan hurriedly covered his mouth: "Didn't we all say not to steal? We still have some money! What if someone finds out and beats you up?"

　　 Before he finished his words, a voice came from behind, which made him stiff.

　　 "Oh? It turned out to be your dog."

　　 A huge shadow covered him.

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　　In the shadow, Ye Qingxuan turned his head back and fell silent.

　　The burly man was looking down at him, his voice indifferent: "Early in the morning, it has come three or four times."

　　 This man looks a bit old, probably in his forties, with a mottled beard.

　　 but his stature is burly and terrifying. The two chest muscles almost burst out of his clothes, and his arms were thicker than Ye Qingxuan's thighs. The height is close to two meters, and the width is almost two meters...It's a monster!

　　 The most deterrent is the fire stick in his hand, which seems to have just been pulled out of the stove, and the red fire stick is still stained with soot.

　　恩, at least it seems to be enough to kill ten stealing children and their dogs.

　　 "Uh, let me explain."

　　 Ye Qingxuan stuffed Old Fei behind him, and squeezed out a smirk: "What, I'm sorry, this dog is a little owed, I will pay you the milk money, you don’t want to be familiar with it."

　　 Monster Man looked at him blankly, twisted his neck faintly, and made Ye Qingxuan's face pale when the joints rubbed.

　　Behind Ye Qingxuan, Lao Fei suddenly barked, making him burst into tears:

　　 Lao Fei, don't make trouble at this time. Although you don’t lose if you lose, you see that people’s arms are thicker than my waist combined, can’t you shut up first...

　　 "I gave it the milk."

　　 said the man.

　　 "Huh?!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan feels a bit confused today.

　　"Otherwise, where do you think its bread comes from?

　　 The old man threw his fire stick aside, knelt down, and waved to Old Fei. So Old Fei ran out, exhaled and circled him twice, then raised his paw and patted his hand. When he looked back at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes were full of triumph.

　　 In the awkward silence of mystery, Ye Qingxuan's stomach made a sound of hunger.

　　 "Uh..." The boy turned his gaze to the side awkwardly.

　　Monster man got up, looked at the man and the dog, then nodded slightly, and opened the back door:

　　 "I just cooked the soup, come in."

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　　 One hour later, in the shop.

　　 Ye Qingxuan never expected to see a watch shop covering such a huge area in this busy and golden commercial street.

　　 In the fine ticking sound, countless clocks and watches are displayed in every corner. Two-meter-high old-fashioned desk clocks, complicated clocks hanging on the walls, pocket watches hanging on the counter... Those clocks are covered with two-thirds of the shop, and the sound of hundreds of hour, minute and second hands lingers in the shop. Local shops are getting quieter and quieter.

　　 Ye Qingxuan grabbed the rag and wiped the street-facing shop window spotlessly. After two steps back, he nodded in satisfaction.

　　 This is not a waste of people’s meal.

　　 "Uncle, it's done." He reported back.

　　 So, behind the front desk, the monster man who buried his face in a thin book and didn't know what he was doing raised his head.

　　"Are you here for the exam?"

　　He put down the book, with a cold expression: "How come you are like this? I can't even raise my own dog."

　　 On the mat, Old Fei raised his head and let out a moan, which was a response.

　　 "You really value me so much. Where I raise it, it is clear that it is raising me." Ye Qingxuan muttered in a low voice.

　　 "What a good dog."

　　 Monster Man got up, squatted in front of the dozing Lao Fei, and carefully sorted out his messy hair. The burly man acted softly when he did this. The eyes are no longer numb, with a trace of warmth and sorrow:

　　"It’s exactly the same as the dog I used to raise. I had a dream about it last night. I saw it at the back door this morning and thought it was back again..."

　　He was silent, and suddenly asked: "Sell it?"

　　 "Not for sale." Ye Qingxuan shook his head without thinking.

　　 "You really need money, right?"

　　"Money can always figure out a way." Ye Qingxuan smiled embarrassedly: "It's really not good, do some odd jobs, you can always earn some money back."

　　 Monster Man shook his head, got up and walked in front of Ye Qingxuan, looking down at him. The burly body brings great pressure.

　　 "Hands out," he said.

　　 Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hands, he looked down, grabbed it, and sniffed. When his eyes were narrowed, he looked like a beast, making Ye Qingxuan a little bit creepy.

　　 "I have never caught a knife or blood, I am a man of duty."

Uncle 　　 put down his hand and shook his head coldly: "In Avalon, this kind of person is the hardest to survive. Where do you want to go to work? People of unknown origin will not accept ordinary shops, even if you are asked to go to the lower city to be a thief You can’t do it well~IndoMTL.com~ I’m afraid that people will be gone, and dogs will be taken away and sold for money."

　　 "Uh." Ye Qingxuan was poked in the center of the hole: "There is always a way, right?"

　　 "You have calluses left by the copy on your hand, can you read and write?" Uncle Monster suddenly asked.

　　 "Yes."

　　 Ye Qingxuan answered honestly: "I know how to write Common Language, Runic, Oriental, Asgarian, including various documents..."

　　 "Then go and clean up the attic."

　　 "Huh?"

　　 "The last guy was sent to the hospital by me, and the store just lacked a bookkeeper. But there is no salary, just breakfast and dinner. After ten days, I will leave, understand?"

Uncle 　　 said coldly: "Also, I don't like trouble, so don't do unnecessary things. Are there any questions?"

　　 "No, no. Just take care of the rice! Take care of the rice!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but smirked, rubbing his hands, almost happy.

　　 "Then don't be silly, come and work."

Uncle 　　's expression is still somber and cold, but when he says this, he feels a little awkward, as if embarrassed.

After 　　 opened his mouth several times, he finally lifted the thin book in his hand that was about to torn, pointed to the cover and said, "You, teach me to read first."

　　 "Uh..."

　　 Ye Qingxuan looked at the cover, suddenly dumbfounded.

　　——"Angelu Fairy Tales Collection".