Working Prophet.

Chapter 460 Golden Voice Kieran

Seeing that the prisoner who had just been hanged opened his eyes again from the stone platform, a commotion broke out in the crowd.

Especially those who had just joined and still had doubts about Li Yu and the Shuangxiu Sect, after witnessing this unbelievable scene, they were all overwhelmed by this miracle, so far they no longer have any doubts in their hearts.

Only endless piety and awe remain.

After all, the Prophet Merlin can bring back the dead, so it must be easy to remove the curse on them.

Even some farmers who were watching the excitement nearby were shocked. Some people went home and tidied up in a hurry, but they also joined the team, hoping to follow Li Yu.

There are also some people who were cured not long ago. They originally planned to leave, but at this time they changed their minds and stayed again...

As soon as Ge Lipeng woke up, he was startled by the sound of a mountain whistling and a tsunami in his ears.

Those voices came from all directions, and finally converged into one name—Merlin!Merlin!

"How do you feel?" Li Yu asked.

"what?"

Li Yu raised his voice and repeated the question again.

"The body is a bit strange, especially the hands and feet feel as if they are not mine." Ge Lipeng replied subconsciously.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Li Yu, "It's you! So I really reincarnated in another world?!"

"Well, because it's soul wear, it's normal to feel uncomfortable at first, but you'll get used to your new body gradually."

"Then the original owner of this body..."

"He was executed," Li Yu said, "a murderer."

Ge Lipeng nodded and seemed to have accepted his current situation. His reaction was much calmer than Li Yu expected.

"Don't you have any doubts about why you came here?"

Ge Lipeng was taken aback, "Didn't we sign a contract, I came here to work for you."

"What I offer you is just a job. As for how you plan to spend this life, you can decide for yourself. As long as you abide by the basic rules and regulations, your time after get off work is completely free." Li Yu said.

"I remember you saying that here I can do what I like."

"That's right, the few skills you have mastered are exactly what we need, and that's why I signed you."

Ge Lipeng sighed, "I didn't expect that one day I could turn my hobby into a means of earning a living. When will we start?"

"Don't worry. Write a list first, and tell me the tools and equipment you need. I'll have someone match them here for you. If they don't match, I'll bring them from another plane."

Li Yu then took out another booklet and handed it to Ge Lipeng, "During this time, you can get acquainted with your new body, and then read this "Guide to Travelers", which should answer many of your questions.

"Originally, according to the usual process, language training should be done before work, but now we are outside, this link can only be made up after returning to the green field.

"It's just that it will be difficult for you to communicate with people until the next time traveler arrives."

"It doesn't matter," Ge Lipeng said, "In my previous life, I stayed alone most of the time whether I was delivering food or doing handicrafts. I quite like being alone."

"That's good. I want you to build something for me. Let's talk about it when the tool arrives. You can complete the purification ceremony with me first."

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The sensation caused by Ge Lipeng's arrival is still going on.

After that, for several days, people nearby were talking about what happened that day with great interest, and the rumors became more and more evil.

The passing bards contributed a lot, most of them did not witness the miracle with their own eyes.

But this does not prevent them from carrying out secondary processing after hearsay, and filling in a lot of details.

For example, Ge Lipeng descended from the sky and his body was shrouded in colorful light, or the God of Saturday ordered all the flowers to bloom to welcome the arrival of his followers.

What is even more outrageous is that Ge Lipeng lost his head at the time, but a new head grew out of his neck, and there were four eyes on that head.

Anyway, it is getting more and more exaggerated.

Kieran, who claims to have a golden voice, is one of them. He also compiled the song "The Murderer Who Resurrected from the Dead", and there is also a story about Ge Lipeng looking for his job.

However, his imagination is still not as rich as those of his peers. "The Murderer Who Resurrected from the Dead" became popular in less than three days before being replaced by another song "Head!"head!head! "It was overtaken.

The song was also very simple. After Ge Lipeng was beheaded, his head sang in the air, repenting and praising what happened on Saturday.

Strictly speaking, this idea is a bit plagiarized from "The Murderer Who Resurrected", but it is always difficult to define plagiarism and reference in artistic matters.

Besides, there is no copyright these days, even if the other party admits that it is plagiarism, Kieran has nothing to do.

That day, after he finished singing "The Murderer Who Resurrected from the Dead", he put away the lyre in his hand, but when he looked down, he only found three scattered silver coins at his feet.

Kieran bent down, picked them up one by one, blew off the dust, and put them into the withered money bag.

When I looked up again, I saw Mrs. McGlynn.

She's the widow of a knight, human, who just turned 59 last month, weighs about two hundred pounds, and wears a lot of makeup, which unfortunately doesn't hide the wrinkles on her face.

McGlynn waited for Kieran to finish singing, and clapped desperately, while showing intoxication on his face.

"What a beautiful song!" said the lady knight. "It's really good, my little bird. You should come to my house and continue to sing, and I promise to pay you a reward that satisfies you."

"Uh, thank you for your kindness, but I'm a bit tired today and I'm out of shape." Kieran picked up the remaining half glass of ale on the table as he spoke, took a sip, and moistened his throat.

"I really want to be a guest at your home and sing to you all my favorite songs, Mrs. McGlynn, but I can't do it today. Wait two more days, and I will definitely come to you after two more days."

As a bard, Zilean has rich means of earning a living and a flexible moral bottom line.

Sometimes he doesn't mind using his handsome face a little bit to comfort the dry mind and body of those ladies and ladies.

Communicate with them more deeply in exchange for some necessary artistic funding.

But for someone like Mrs. McGlynn, if it wasn't for being so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore, Kieran still hoped that the friendship between the two parties could be purer and less vulgar.

He dismissed the affectionate lady knight with a few words, walked out of the tavern, and saw a fool squatting in a wooden barrel in the open space.

The wooden barrel was still wrapped in black cloth, leaving only one head singing on it.

(End of this chapter)