In Yuanshen, no one understands holy relics better than me

Without biting down hard, even the food in fantasy should be savored slowly.

"If you don't let go! I'll call the police! Zephyr Knights! Hurry up and save me!"

"Ying! You're still laughing! I'm so mad!"

Feeling wrong, Xia Tian hurriedly let go, touched his lips, and touched the cute thing in his hand.

It turns out that everything is not an illusion!The one he just bitten...is Paimon's real body!

Sneaking a peek, Paimon was pitifully buried in Ying's chest, wiping the drool around his ears with a paper.

"I'm really sorry... Paimon is too cute, I couldn't hold back for a while."

Really can't make up a reason, and Paimon doesn't need Xia Tian's excuse.

"Do you define cuteness as wanting to eat her?"

"I declare! Xia Tian is Paimon's most hated person! The most hated, most hated, most hated person!"

"I'm going to give you a super-invincible nickname!"

"...cannibal scum."

Feeling guilty, no matter what you say, there is no way to refute it.

But the nickname may be with you for a lifetime, so you still have to protest softly: "Is this more like swearing? It's uncivilized!"

Paimon's small body heaved back and forth with rapid panting: "Then, that's the ogre!"

There is a high probability that it is impossible to intercede. Although this nickname is rude, it is at least better than those that will appear later, right?

What kind of singing, righteous people and so on... Man-eating monsters... anyway...

I really can't find a reason to comfort myself and let myself accept it.

Chapter 18 The Poems of the Ancient Times

[The next part is the main plot, friends who are familiar with it can skip it directly. 】

[The male lead crosses over, the golden finger is not strong yet, only by following the main line can we prevent badend. 】

At the gate of the Knights headquarters, Xia Tian and Ying met unexpectedly.

Unpleasant things should be skipped, Xia Tian quickly changed the topic: "Ying, why are you here?"

"We just came out of the library." Ying held a red crystal in Ying's hand, which was Twalin's tears.

The progress of the task has come to the time to find Barbatos who does nothing to purify the Wind Demon Dragon.

Just now Xia Tian wanted to borrow the Qin of the Sky because he hoped to help Ying complete the task as soon as possible.

Ying presented the crystal to her chest: "This is the crystal we got in the forest yesterday, the crystal left by the Wind Demon Dragon."

"I asked Captain Qin and Lisa, and said that the inside of the crystal is full of filth and impurities, and it will repel the eye of God..."

"I don't seem to be affected by this rejection, so I want to help Mond solve this disaster..."

Paimon looked up at Ying: "As expected of an honorary knight of the Knights, he established his belief in protecting Mond so quickly!"

"But now I have no clue..." Ying smiled and shook her head: "Xiamen, do you have any clues?"

"What clues does the man-eater have!" Paimon said fiercely.

"I didn't have it at first, but I suddenly remembered it when I was eating Paimon!"

Xia Tian guided the memory: "Do you still remember the boy who talked to the dragon we saw at that time?"

Paimon immediately remembered: "Well, that green guy!"

Xia Tian nodded: "I'm thinking, if we can find the person who spoke to Feng Molong that day, can we unlock this secret and solve the disaster of Feng Molong?"

Ying stroked Paimon's hair: "But where is he? Do you want to go back to the forest and look for it?"

"If Paimon lets me take another bite, maybe I can guess where that guy is!"

Xia Tian tried to interact with Paimon lying in Ying's arms, but was almost bitten back.

Ying seriously joked and said: "Why don't Paimon let Xia Tian take another bite!"

"Ying! I'm not a panacea!"

Paimeng rolled pitifully in Ying's arms, but he was still strict with Xia Tian: "If you know, tell me quickly!"

It is an honor to be the NPC that triggers the task, Xia Tian reminded:

"I just saw a guy dressed in a similar way! Heading towards the West Wind Cathedral!"

"Hey!!! Then let's go and catch him!"

Paimeng always took the lead in the charge, but was held back by Xia Tian: "Since we are asking for help, we should ask for help..."

Paimon turned around and snapped his neat teeth, "Understood! Nasty ogre!"

The West Wind Cathedral is at the highest point of Mond City, and there are hundreds of stone stairs going up.

In order to avoid sacrifice while climbing, Xia Tian went to a small stall to buy some food, of course, as an apology, he also brought a portion for Paimeng and Ying.

It wasn't until the food was completely eaten that Paimon's attitude eased.

……

A huge statue of the wind god Barbatos stands in the square in front of the Zephyr Cathedral.

Every day, many people come to flowers and pray devoutly.

[Forever protect Mond, forever protect the green plains, mountains, hills and forests of Mond, may it remain green forever. 】

[Forever protect Mond, no longer trapped by tyrant-like blizzards, blizzard-like tyrants, may it be free forever. 】

This is the inscription engraved under the statue of Fengshen, and every knight of West Wind will come here to swear.

In normal times, the wide square overlooking the entire Mond is the favorite place of bards.

They sing in the wind, they dance in the wind.

At this time, there is also a bard who is preparing for his performance.

The poet's hat with feathers, the cape that moves with the wind, everything is emerald green.

"The story I want to tell begins in ancient times, when the gods walked the earth..."

"The dragon of the sky descended from the sky, full of curiosity about everything in the world."

"The dragon seeks its own answers, but cannot understand the chaos of the world."

"The singer of the wind strikes the strings, and the harp of the sky answers for it."

"The dragon is nothing but a curious child, who just flies with carelessness, until now."

"It listens to poetry and wants to learn to sing, so that all things can understand its heart."

"The singer and the dragon become legends, and the dark age will come..."

"At this time, the lion's teeth are rotten, the eagle's flag is not flying, and another evil dragon is approaching Mond!"

"Suffering is the shadow that hangs over the cathedral, lamenting the poetic words recombined by the poet."

"The dragon of the sky obeyed the call, and fought the evil dragon to the death in the storm..."

"The dragon of the sky swallowed the poisonous blood of the dragon and fell into a deep sleep..."

"Years later, no one knows him who has recovered."

""People today, why do they hate me? ""

"The harp of the sky didn't speak..."

"Anger and sorrow, life and poisonous blood, turned into tears from the corner of the dragon's eyes."

"Poetry is silent, corruption is easy to take effect, but the harp of the sky can no longer speak..."

Lingsong's poems blow through everyone's heart with the galloping wind, and the powerful voice infects the people who come to listen.

What a powerful dragon, what a righteous dragon, what a pitiful dragon...everyone felt such pity in their hearts.

But no one understood what the singer wanted to express, and no one could equate the evil dragon with the sky dragon.

When the poem ended and the crowd dispersed, the regretful poet saw the light of hope.

Two more people stood in place with a strange creature.

"Ah, you are..."

The bard pretended to be thinking, and then was a little surprised: "Ah! It was the one who scared Twalin away at that time!"

"Twarin? Who? Oh! I remembered, but don't most people call him the Wind Demon Dragon?"

As the first detective of Yuanshen, Paimon immediately discovered the blind spot: "Why do you call him that, don't you guys know him well?"

"Guess—" the bard began to sell.

Xia Tian scratched his head, stood aside uncomfortablely, quietly watching the poet's clumsy performance.

"This is the god of Mond, the god of forgiveness who doesn't care about human beings. Most of Mond's disasters are caused by his neglect!" He wanted to point it out directly.

"Hello, a stranger who met once."

The bard greeted Ying and Xia Tian, ​​and introduced himself:

"I'm Wendy, the bard. To be precise, I've been the champion of [Mond City's Most Favorite Bard] for three consecutive times."

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

Perhaps it was because of pretending to be crazy in the first place, Paimon transferred his anger towards Xia Tian to him:

"Since you know us all, you don't need to explain more? Of course it's about the Fengmolong! Hurry up and explain!"

"Huh?" Wendy tilted her head with a dazed expression.

"Hey! Don't pretend to have amnesia, right?" Paimeng stomped angrily: "Ying, show him the crystal!"

The crystal was always carried with me, but when I took it out again, the color had changed.

The mixed scarlet disappeared, replaced by a clear blue, and the magazine was purified by an unknown force.

"Ah, this is..." Wendy was obviously surprised.

"The crystal was purified? When did this happen? It was still full of impurities when I saw it just now."

Paimon circled around the crystal: "What the hell is this?"

Xia Tian couldn't hold back anymore, and acted as a commentator: "This is the tear that Feng Molong shed because of pain."

"How do you know?" Paimon and Wendy asked together.

Chapter 19 Poor Paimon

I have to say that the protagonist is the protagonist.

Ying helped explain: "Isn't the poem just now telling this story?"

"Can you understand the poem just now?" Wendy was a little surprised, but also a little relieved.

"Twarin... he too was once a gentle child, and now he has become so sad, so full of anger..."

Following the words of compassion, Wendy took out the same crystal from her bosom.

Scarlet color, full of impurities.

"Can you cleanse mine too?" he begged.

The crystals floated to Ying's hands, and the little lights flickered, and the red impurities were taken away by the wind.

After Wendy was amazed, there was only joy:

"Hey...you really have incredible power."

As a bard he began to sing:

"People like you are destined to be in the poems sung by bards..."

"Standing in the sunny place can make a hero, and standing in the shade can lead to disaster..."

"But I don't have time to write new songs for you right now."