The legend of Tiga

Chapter 929

Zong Fang just glanced at the mage who was pretending to be a ghost, and pulled out the victory Haipa gun from his waist, and shouted: "Find the flute player immediately."

"understand!"

The team members drew their guns, then spread their legs, and ran towards the direction of the sound of the flute, but before running a few steps, the sound of the flute in front of them suddenly disappeared, and then it sounded behind them, making the team members stop and turn their heads. After taking a look, listening to the indistinguishable sound of the flute, they finally turned their gazes to Zong Fang in unison.

Zongfang's face was as calm as water, without any emotion, without too much hesitation, he said directly: "Dagu and Lina stay here, Xincheng and Horii follow me."

"understand!"

Zongfang's new order had just been issued, and the team members were about to execute it. The sound of the flute at the rear also disappeared, and then sounded on the left hand side, and it sounded a little farther away than the previous two times.

The team members took back the steps they were about to take, and looked at each other in blank dismay, where should they go after this?

Zong Fang did not move rashly, but raised his hand and pressed the button of the helmet, and said, "Ye Rui, can you locate the position of the flute sound?"

"I'll try." Ye Rui immediately began to tap the keyboard, using the instruments and equipment of the Victory Team to determine the playing position of the so-called Obic Suoming flute, in order to find out the person who is "pretending to be a ghost".

Although Obick's story is magical and told with a nose and eyes, but for TPCs who have been in contact with various cutting-edge sciences all year round, not many people think that it is the ghosts and ghosts that are causing trouble, even if they have seen it with their own eyes or know about it. Some sort of bizarre creature resembling a Halloween witch.

Therefore, after reading the information about Obic, the Victory Team speculated that it might be caused by aliens or people from another dimension. Only Xincheng firmly believed that the murderer was Obic that he heard from his grandfather when he was a child, and Horii immediately said something. 'Never turn back when you meet obic or you will be eaten' comes from a grandma's horror story.

Soon, under the strong technological strength of TPC, Yerui completed the location of the source of the flute sound and marked it on the map, so that people can know where the flute sound is at a glance, but this did not let the victory team I can act immediately, because the red dot on the map is constantly changing, it will be here for a while, it will be there for a while, and it will be a few streets away in the blink of an eye, and the unpleasant flute sound will no longer be heard.

"What is this?" Xincheng asked with a confused face, "Ye Rui, there is something wrong with your map."

"Absolutely impossible," Ye Rui immediately retorted. He could question his ability, but not his computer skills. But looking at the red dots running around all over the map, he couldn't figure it out. After a quick check, he said: "Program No problem, I think the sound source is moving fast."

Ju Jianhui immediately thought of the dossier submitted by Hikono Town, those citizens and police officers who claimed to have encountered Obike were sent far away without any clues in a very short period of time. Now it seems,' Obic' possesses teleportation-like abilities.

Zongfang also agreed with Jujianhui's conjecture, instead of chasing the source of the constantly moving flute in vain, he asked Yerui to record the points after each movement on the map, and the team members went to these points to investigate separately. Only with more clues can we find out the law of flute movement, and then make a detailed plan.

Dagu and Lina, Xincheng and Horii, acted separately in two groups, but Zongfang put the victory Haipa gun back into the holster on his waist, walked towards the mage who was still standing in the 'array', and put his hands together first After paying a salute, he asked, "Dare to ask the mage, can you tell us something about Obik?"

The old civet cat was a little uneasy when Zongfang came over. If he still wanted this identity and the money promised by Yano Town, he might have already slipped away, regardless of the victorious team's record against monsters and aliens. , but it is indeed the most powerful team on the planet, and it still has a great deterrent effect on these aliens.

Hearing that Zong Fang asked about Obike, the old civet cat hurriedly saluted, then calmly said, "Obike, well, he is actually a poor man."

"Appreciate further details!"

When the old raccoon cat told Zong Fang some irrelevant things about Obik's life experience, background and current situation with the spirit of "dead Taoist friends never die poor monk", Obik was still in the dusk, wasting his precious "soul" , constantly shifting himself, spreading the sound of his flute all over Yano Town, so that everyone can hear it.

This made him feel as if he had lived back in the past. In the afterglow of the setting sun, he was sitting on an old tree on the stone bridge at the head of the village, playing his flute. The arrival of the night, let everyone end the day's work, walk in the fields, wade across the cold stream, raise the smoke from the cooking, and light up the little lights.

How peaceful the night was at that time, only insects, frogs, dogs, and cocks crowed. When the lights of the thatched cottage were extinguished, the surroundings were plunged into darkness, only stars and moons remained, bringing a little light to the earth. Bright, and this is when Obik is out and about.

But now, the lights of the city are bright all night, and human beings use electricity to light up the night, and the real night can no longer be found, and Obik can no longer walk freely at night like in the past, and even the place to live there is none left.

Obic plays his own movement, which is the 'bell' of Yanno Village at dusk. Whenever he plays the flute, bold children will gather and count, with their eyes wide open, looking at the empty trees There are also naughty children who always want to climb up to have a look, and then they are dragged home by the ears of the adults who call it a day.

It was so happy at that time, the villagers were not afraid of him, and everyone lived in harmony, but since when, they could no longer walk freely at night, no one listened to his music, and they could no longer see fertile fields, beautiful pools, houses, stream.
The melodious sound of the flute makes the long-disappeared village in Obik's mind more and more clear in his memory. It seems that a tall watchtower, a big lotus root pond, a long stream, and There are stretches of fertile fields, dignified houses, adults working in the fields, children playing in streams and ponds, and the tall and straight old tree.

In the past, every time he thought of the village in his memory, Obic would feel happy from the bottom of his heart, with a happy smile on his face, which was his only consolation in the lonely night.

But now it only makes him think of the peaceful village and the silent night, all of which have disappeared and been replaced by this city. Even he has been squeezed by the city and has no place to stand. It's all... all the city's fault.

(End of this chapter)