The legend of Tiga

Chapter 934 The original scenery of the hometown
clatter!clatter!clatter!
On the silent mountain, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps, and the victorious team members with guns ran nimbly on the mountain road. From a distance, they could see Qianye Cheng sitting under the starry sky, and beside him was another man in white A bald head in chef uniform.

Horii lowered his voice and said uncertainly: "He is"

Zong Fang nodded lightly, lowered the Victory Rifle in his hand, and raised his hand to signal the team members to stop as well. They stood more than ten meters away, looking at the two sitting by the cliff.

Obic's face no longer had the fierceness, anger, and sadness of the past. He was flipping through the records of people's feelings about their hometown in his hand, one by one, one by one, all telling the stories about the past in his memory, knowing from time to time smile.

And Chiba Makoto sat aside, with one foot on the rock, one hand hanging down, his left elbow resting on his left knee, holding the ocarina with his right hand, his ten fingers kept rising and falling, letting the ocarina A beautiful melody floated out, repeating the only melody I learned over and over again.

One was flipping through the pages at a very slow speed, while the other was holding an ocarina and playing it unskillfully. The melodious tune echoed in the night sky, making Haoyue intoxicated by it, and sprinkled cold silver light on the two of them. Even the stars are no longer twinkling, as if afraid of disturbing this fascinating music.

"It sounds good." Horii murmured in a low voice. Just listening to it made people fascinated. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see the majestic mountains surrounded by clouds and mists, the lush forests with branches stretching as far as the eye could see, and the flowing water flowing between the mountains and forests. The creek, the village that looks like a house, and the vast golden wheat field.

No one answered, all stood there quietly, watching, listening, and moved.
Aubic turned the pages to the melodious and crisp music, keeping every story, every paragraph, and every word firmly in his heart.

I don't know how long it has passed, Qianye Makoto heard Obike's voice: "It's really nice to hear, I really want to see the village in the past and come back again."

Qianyecheng put down the ocarina, stared at the long-extinguished lights of thousands of families at the foot of the mountain, and the empty neighborhood, and said, "That's right, the first time I listened to it, I was immediately fascinated. At that time Just left the village and came to the city to go to school.

I don't understand anything, and I haven't seen anything.

It was the first time I saw a two-story bus, the first time I knew what it looked like inside the elevator, the first time I saw so many high-rise buildings, and the first time I saw mountains and deep valleys. Everything was so novel.

I figured I'd be happy to be able to go to school, live in the city, and have struggled to adapt to very different environments, all kinds of people, and very different paces of life.

Until one day, when I passed by a video store and heard the music coming from the speaker at the door, I suddenly realized that I could always miss the figs by the well, the grape trellis in the yard, and the persimmon tree in the yard. The courtyard walls collapsed, the shelves fell, and the fruit trees withered, but I still remember their appearance. That is the place I most want to go back to, and it belongs only to my paradise. "

"It turns out that I'm not the only one who remembers it, so everyone still remembers it." Obick closed the notebook, held it in his arms, and held it tightly, with a smile on his face, smiling happily, watching Looking up like a lost toy, the child looked down the mountain with bewildered eyes, and said in an erratic voice: "So the village has never disappeared, so the village has always been in my heart."

The victorious team members in the rear could see clearly. When Obike held the notebook tightly in his arms, his body lit up like a light bulb that was powered on, emitting a white and flawless brilliance, which surprised all the team members. His eyes widened.

And Obik continued to say: "What's the name of this piece of music?"

"The original scenery of my hometown." Chiba Makoto's fingers holding the ocarina are tightening and turning white, and his eyes are always looking forward.

"It's a nice song, a nice name," Obike's voice became more and more ethereal, as if it came from afar, "Can I listen to it again?"

"it is good!"

Makoto Chiba raised his arms, brought the ocarina to his mouth, closed his eyes, and began to play, letting the melodious music echo in the silent night again.

"It's so nice!" Obic sighed slightly, and the victorious team members saw light floating out of him, one or two, like fireflies flying out of the grass behind the house. The music danced in the night sky, it looked so beautiful and charming, but it moved the victorious players.

"He..." Lina's voice trembled a little, and her eye circles were also flushed.

"Becoming a Buddha."

There are more and more smiles on Obik's face, the light on his body is getting brighter and brighter, more and more fireflies are flying, and the sound of the flute is also reaching its climax, making people feel as if they are standing on the top of a high mountain, looking at the The vast land.

But after that, it came to an abrupt end, just like this life, there will always be unforgettable regrets, people reminisce about the scenery and people they missed during the climb on the mountain, but they can no longer look back.

"Thank you!" There was a whisper that was so slight that it was almost inaudible, and a strong arm was put on his shoulder. Qianye Cheng took the ocarina away from his mouth, slowly opened his eyes, and let himself Instead of looking to the right, he turned his head to the left, saw Zong Fang standing behind him, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

There was a smile on Qianye Cheng's face, holding the ocarina, and said: "It's actually pretty good. He let go of the obsession in his heart, and he won't feel pain or sadness anymore. He returned When I arrived at the village I was thinking of, there was a tall watchtower and a small river, and on the opposite side of the river was a lotus root pond. When the sun goes down, there will be a peaceful and peaceful night, and that is where he belongs.”

Zongfang nodded, then patted Chiba Makoto on the shoulder, and then withdrew his hand. He turned his head and looked at the empty rock. It seemed that there was still warmth left. The notebook was full of affection for his hometown. Leading Obik away, guiding him to look for that peaceful village in the long river of time and in the ocean of memory.

Everything tonight surprised him, and made him think deeply about whether the treatment of those creatures other than humans who also lived on the earth in the past was too rough, perhaps humans should have a sense of awe.

Standing in the dark night, Chiba Makoto and the Victory Team were looking at the brightly lit city, but under the same night sky, someone raised his hand, wisps of red mist gathered into a ball in the palm, and the moonlight reflected the man wearing a tuxedo, his left shoulder The vampire butler sitting on the plush raccoon said to himself, "What pure rage, there are six left."

(End of this chapter)