Pirates: I, who cultivated phantom beasts, made myself emperor

King Tanner immediately put away his bones and meat, showing an expression of listening to the music attentively. As for what he was thinking about, he had to drink some wine in the evening and gather a few beauties to celebrate today's catastrophe.

There were more and more people in the square. Cheng Cheng made a rough estimate and found that there were at least 3000 people. The viewing platform that was originally where Brooke was imprisoned suddenly turned into a stage for a concert, which made other people even more excited.

However, although this place is small, it is enough for Brooke alone.

Cheng Cheng held the golden erhu and golden suona in his arms and changed into a comfortable sitting position. He was looking forward to what kind of performance Brooke would bring. At the same time, the corners of his mouth were raised. If Brooke played the golden erhu, the effect would be better, right?

On the simple stage, Brooke had already made preparations. Looking at the sea of ​​people under the stage, he was shocked.

He didn't expect so many people to come suddenly, but he was very confident in the song of peace he composed. The more people there are, the more powerful it is, and the more it can inspire the truth, goodness and beauty deep in everyone's heart, allowing them to Love peace and stay away from war.

Brook strummed the guitar casually, and a series of notes echoed throughout the square. He held the guitar and bowed ninety degrees, and said solemnly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming so enthusiastically. Next, I will bring you an original song "stopthewar"."

But the people in the square were still in chaos, and no one responded to Brooke. After hearing the sound of Brooke's guitar, they became even more excited.

"Mom, look, the skeleton can also play the guitar. He's so good!"

"Son, what is a guitar?"

"These bones are so thin. If only I had a figure like his, I wouldn't have to lose weight."

"You don't need to lose weight, you will look like this after you die. Besides, you are not fat at all!"

The more than 3000 audience members were all talking about their own things. They were noisy and noisy. Except for Cheng Cheng, an attentive audience, no one else had the intention to attend a concert.

A burst of melodious guitar sound, accompanied by Brooke's gentle voice, quickly echoed in the square and penetrated into everyone's ears.

It's just that the voice is a little low, and it's difficult for Cheng Cheng standing on the periphery to hear clearly.

Slowly, the soothing sound waves swept through everyone in the square, and those who were talking slowly stopped, and their voices became smaller and smaller.

A voice full of holiness and peace echoed in the square:

"The world is one family and we are brothers everywhere. If you want everyone to live a better life, start now. To save human lives, you can only rely on yourself. The glorious tomorrow depends on you and me."

Slowly, the crowd seemed to be affected by an invisible infection. They all became quiet, closed their eyes and looked relaxed.

Cheng Cheng closed his eyes and listened carefully, feeling the tranquility and peace deep in his heart that he had not experienced for a long time. Intoxicated by it, he could feel that his soul was being purified and sublimated.

Every time a sword was drawn, every time a person was killed, as well as the hundreds of thousands of creatures who died in the war above, echoing in his mind, these scenes full of killing and blood seemed to gradually fade away in this sacred song.

Suddenly, the sound echoing in my ears stopped.

Cheng Cheng opened his eyes and saw that 3000 people in the square were intoxicated. Even Perik and King Tanner beside him had their eyes closed and looked peaceful.

After a while, the sound slowly returned to the square.

"What happened to me just now? Did I fall asleep?"

"I suddenly felt guilty. Are we too cruel to those who live on the garbage island? They have no food all day long and will starve to death?"

"Yeah, I think I'm guilty too. Last week I robbed a woman. Brother, do you think I was a little too cruel?"

"Although those people are not from my Changshou clan, we are all human beings after all, and the world should be one family!"

Brooke breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the reaction of everyone in the audience. Although this scene lasted only seven minutes and 15 seconds, it already made him feel exhausted. His bones would not sweat, otherwise he would have been sweating profusely. .

However, if they can have this awareness, everything is worth it.

Brooke said loudly: "Thank you everyone for listening. I hope you will be peace-loving and love each other from now on."

The crowd surged and shouted for another song, and the scene fell into chaos again.

"One more song! One more song!"

The sound of people's voices was like a tide, and Brooke became more and more moved. He stared blankly at the crowd below, adjusting the capo of his guitar and preparing to play a more cheerful Binx's Wine.

At this time, in the chaotic crowd, two people suddenly started fighting together. Both of them were strong and refused to admit defeat. The fight became more and more fierce.

It turned out to be a two-year-old child who was picked up to chop the skull. He reached out and grabbed the hair of the man in front of him, and grabbed a few strands lightly. The man in front of him turned his head and glared.

The child's parents, who originally wanted to apologize, were even more reluctant and punched the man directly.

The crowd dispersed quickly, leaving a suitable space for the two to fight.

The Changshou Clan has always been a tough folk custom, and they have long been accustomed to such fights where they don't agree with each other. Everyone around them saw the excitement, and they completely forgot about attending the concert.

The man who had a few hairs pulled out was accidentally thrown from his back by his father, causing a crack in his back and spine.

The man's friends who were around him were furious when they saw this scene. They rushed out and the two of them pushed the father to the ground and beat him. Later, the father's friends also joined the fight one after another.

Then friends of friends joined the fray, and the concert instantly turned into a brawl of hundreds of people.

For a time, screams, curses, and fighting could be heard all the time.

Those who did not mind the excitement stayed away from the battlefield and cheered around.

After a while, three or five people were lying on the ground, covered in blood and not breathing.

Although Cheng Cheng didn't care about the fights among these children playing house, he was a little surprised by King Tanner's calmness. Not only did he not give orders to step forward to stop them, but he looked very interested.

The surrounding ministers have begun to whisper about which side will win and which side will lose.

Cheng Cheng asked in surprise: "Don't we need to stop them?"

King Tanner was even more surprised and asked: "Stop? Why stop them?"

"Shouldn't you feel sorry for the death of your people?" Cheng Cheng asked.

King Tanner looked proud: "These survivors are all warriors of our country. As for the dead, there is no use living and they can save some food."

Cheng Cheng was speechless.

Brooke, who was sitting on the high platform, was kneeling on the ground with a dull look on his face. He looked at the guitar he had just tuned and sighed: "It turns out it still failed."