Elf Archer of Life in Another World

Facts have proved that Gongzi Yan’s idea about the suona is brilliant.

When the rough, high-pitched and loud suona was played by a Chinese player, the other eight clarinets, three violins, a saxophone and two fellow erhus collectively lost their voices.

Probably only the soprano who sings coloratura can compete with him.

Some unwilling participating teams came up with an idea, set up big drums, and picked up copper cymbals. Although in the end they could not match the soul-piercing penetrating power of the suona, they still managed to create a bit of limelight.

Inspired by this rare "weapon" instrument, other weird musical instruments also emerged one after another and played their own characteristics in Dagda.

Various leather drums from Africa and South America, the Ney flute from the Middle East, the throat song katajjaq of the Inuit people in the far north, the humai of the Mongols, etc. In the end, even a behemoth pipe organ was brought out and used its thunderous sound. The sound, together with the suona, produced a breathtaking song of lightning and thunder.

Of course, the reason why players can play like this is because these instruments are provided by the system. Except for the singing voice, everything they want is available.

Players like Sui who bring their own musical instruments are only a few dozen in total, and they are basically from the Jade Emperor Academy in Huaxia District. The guqin, flute and flute they hold has no inherent advantages in this situation - so among them A player in the game changed from playing the flute to playing the suona.

At the end of the year, the sign of "Yihong Courtyard" was finally put up. I leaned on the colorful float of Young Master Yan and played a little tune by Qi Qi Ai Ai.

He chose a song of resentment, which was full of lingering feelings and resentment. It was very tear-jerking. On the spot, many couples who had just broken up found their old love, and created a new group of heartbroken people. Listening to the song I can't help but feel sad.

Several people in Nian Nian had some psychological expectations about what was going on here in Dagda. In addition, they all basically had a sense of belonging and were relatively calm. During these two chaotic days, they gradually found out the details of all the participating teams.

The first domain name is m.biqugela.

There is no Feng Ya Cun. Not only does this team not exist, but there are also no Feng Ya Cun players appearing in Dagda today, and Gongzi Yan swore that he had seen these people in Dagda a long time ago.

Every year, he also asked Gongziyan to fill in the names of the members of their team and formally submit it.

She, Qi Youfeng, Tang Qingli, Su Ze, Shisui, Sanchishui, Gongzi Yan, plus the five people captured from Qiulong Village to make up the number, there were twelve people in total.

The dancing sister may know that she is coming every year, but the two brothers and sisters may not know that Cybele is coming.

At Nian Nian's suggestion, he also took back the painting that Su Ze had hung up, saving many little hearts with overly imaginative minds and drawing their attention back from the grand and infinite themes. Focus on the noise and lust in front of you.

Only then did she learn that the wanted notices targeting the Christmas Clown mercenary group all over Gaia were also drawn by Su Ze.

The Knights of the Rose, who had had issues with them in the Huaxia District, provided a description of the appearance, and Su Ze restored it to a picture. However, when he discovered Nian Nian's name, he deliberately erased her Chinese name and retouched the portrait. Made some minor changes to make the person on the wanted poster look like her, but not quite like her.

Unfortunately, he hasn't seen the other Christmas Clowns in person, so he can't help them edit their pictures.

After the sea and land trade routes were opened, the exchange of information between China and Gaia was no longer restricted by distance. Although Niannian received the news, he could not be sure whether the Knights of the Rose returned to Gaia or whether they stayed behind. The people in Gaia continent secretly mixed it up, so they had to temporarily inform Nick and others about the matter and let them pay more attention.

"I'm sorry, Nian Nian, for causing you trouble." Su Ze apologized timidly.

"It's okay, just keep painting. Try to become the best painter in Gaia continent. Maybe you can even get a knighthood?"

Nian Nian waved his hand nonchalantly.

Su Ze worked as a traveling painter after landing ashore, and unknowingly got into the aristocratic circle, painting portraits of many ladies and ladies. Later, he was invited to paint paintings for the king, paint the ceiling of the palace temple, and even the Saint The bishops of the church also treated him with great courtesy.

Sure enough, people with special skills are popular everywhere~

I can't help but feel sad every year.

"The competition has a result." Young Master Yan got into the carriage of the float and said sadly.

"What's next?" Nian Nian asked, sitting cross-legged and holding his chin.

"Do you know what the prize is??" Young Master Yan looked like he was about to hit a wall.

"Prize?" Nian Nian rolled his eyes and stared at Qi Youfeng who came in after him.

"A total of fifty teams have been selected to enter the next competition," Qi Youfeng said, sitting next to him. "The winner of whatever instrument you use will get an equivalent instrument made of pure gold with true proportions."

"It's not pure gold, it's purple gold! Pure purple gold!"

Young Master Yan patted the floor of the carriage.

"What about the singers? Can't all the musical instruments win?" Nian Nian pointed to his throat.

"A life-size golden statue."

Qi Youfeng replied, Nian Nian's eyes widened slightly and he swallowed.

"The boy who plays the organ! He received a mountain of gold!!"

Young Master Yan finally regained his composure and hit the wall of the carriage in a circle, gritting his teeth.

"Fifty teams...how much purple gold is this..." Nian Nian murmured with blurred eyes.

"So, are you elves too generous?"

Qi Youfeng didn't envy that boy very much.

He was 100% sure that the moment the boy walked out of Dagda, he would be invited as a guest by a kind-hearted person to relieve him of some of his burden.

In fact, the people from their Prisoner Dragon Village were already watching.

Nian Nian lowered his head slightly, put one hand against his forehead, and tapped:

"This must be a vein of minerals in hand..."

Dion and Alexander are looking for the whereabouts of the third artifact near Morrigan, the third large tribe in the Emerald Forest. Although the traces of the artifact are unknown, they have discovered several secretly mined purple gold deposits. Latent investigation.

Based on their experiences in the City of Usher, they speculated that the disappearing map of the Jace mineral distribution was most likely in the hands of the half-blood Duke.

Could it be that...the two Dionysus brothers are related to the Duke of Usher? Whose side is that Duke on? Elves? Human race? Make money in the middle? So why did the auction house deliberately let Nick take away the lot? Is the appearance of the Dragon Clan too coincidental? No, no, this seems a bit too much of a conspiracy theory. But where is he from? Is it one of our own?

Nian Nian suddenly rubbed his head with both hands and shook it wildly.

"What's wrong?" Qi Youfeng quickly stopped him.

"Nothing, just discovering this world." Nian Nian fell back and leaned on him, "It's so complicated."

"There will always be times when the truth comes out, don't hold yourself back." Qi Youfeng crossed his arms, "You still have to prepare for the third competition."

"Me? What should I prepare? What is the third item?" Nian Nian turned around and looked at him.

"Dance." Qi Youfeng smiled.

Nian Nian blinked: "What does dancing have to do with me?"

"Except for you, no one else can dance." Qi Youfeng shrugged.

You can go to Sanchishui to do a sword dance, but it probably won't attract much popularity.After all, this third competition is also a street performance. You just need to use local materials to build a stage and jump on it for everyone to watch.

"But I can't do it either!" Niannian retorted loudly.

"I know you may not know it, but I have seen you dance," Qi Youfeng whispered against her ear, "It's beautiful."

Nian Nian shrank his neck and was confused:

"I skipped? When? Why don't I remember?"

"You should have been controlled in the underground temple by the Hawarizhe Lake at that time. If you really can't restore that memory," Qi Youfeng tightened his arms, "I can manipulate it one by one. teach you."

Every year I recall the crooked version of myself in my mind. I raised my hand and touched the safety buckle around my neck, recalling:

"That part... I seem to really remember it, so I won't bother you."

"So, it's settled?" Qi Youfeng said with a smile.

"...If I dance like a zombie, don't blame me."

Every year I feel a little less confident about my body’s flexibility.

"Your body is very flexible and you are guaranteed to be able to handle various difficult movements."

"...Why do I think you are still acting like a gangster?" Nian Nian glared at him.

"It's wrong, it's wrong. I'm just helping you build up your confidence. It's good the way it is now. There's no need to improvise and force yourself to stretch. It's easy to hurt yourself." Qi Youfeng explained seriously.

"Forget it about stretching," Nian Nian sorted out his memory and looked at him with a smile, "But, I seem to be missing a suitable dance outfit?"

"It is a great honor for me to be able to serve Prophet Hu. I will definitely satisfy you."

Qi Youfeng's lips curled up slightly, he took her hand and kissed her.

......

The continent of Gaia, the territory of the human race, the territory of Tecklenburg.

Under the leadership of the palace chamberlain, Nick and John walked through the corridor one after another. Under the gaze of the saints and angels painted on the walls on both sides of the corridor, they entered a small meeting hall.

There is a rectangular table in the meeting hall. The scarlet tablecloth is embroidered with a lion representing courage and a lily representing purity. There are more than a dozen high-backed chairs neatly placed beside the table.

Nick stood at the table. After John approached, he placed the man he was holding across the table, took a step back, and stood behind Nick.

If one could not still see the slight rise and fall of the chest and hear the faint moan/moan of pain, anyone would think that the person on the table—a person who could barely be recognized as a person—had long since died. .

His clothes were clean and spotless.

But his limbs are like four soft tubes, which are connected with the curved back and seem to be able to tie a beautiful bow.

When Nick rescued him, his limbs were literally knotted and tied to a wagon wheel, tangled with four spokes.

The breaking wheel is a highly ritualistic and ornamental form of torture.

The victim will be tied to the wheel, with the limbs spread out along the spokes of the wheel, and the sharp wooden thorns on each spoke of the wheel will fix the joints of the hands, feet, limbs and spine to prevent the victim from moving randomly and affecting the rhythm of the beating.

The executioner starts from the victim's foot bones and breaks the victim's bones inch by inch according to a certain rhythm and a fixed number of blows.

From the foot bones, to the leg bones, all the way up to the hands and arms, and then to the spine, until all the bones are broken, this soft body can be manipulated by others.

If the executioner cannot bear it, he can give the poor man a coup de grace (a compassionate blow) before execution, hitting the heart directly to release the victim.

Otherwise, a person who has experienced the wheel of death can still survive for three days, being entangled in the wheel, nailed on a sharp wooden stake, allowed to be pecked by crows, and allowed to bleed dry.

This is a kind of torture that can only be used by the Holy Church. It is used on heretics who despise the gods and betray the gods. It is presided over by a holy bishop in public, while reciting prayers on behalf of the sinner, while asking the executioner to carefully The earth breaks the bones of sinners.

Most of those who underwent this torture died, except two.

Nick didn't know who the first person was, but he did know who the second person was.

Because this was the one he saved by breaking into the execution site, and also took away the accomplice John who was in charge of jailing and robbing the execution site.

As for who this unlucky child was and why he had provoked the Holy Church, he was still not sure.

When Agate, the dean of the Holy Temple Academy, told him this task, he only said that saving people is like putting out fires, and did not say much.

Despite this, Nick was still a step too late. When he arrived at the scene, the victim had been transformed from an upright man into a limp fleshy insect.

Agate said that if he sent the rescued people to Tecklenburg's palace, someone would naturally give him generous gifts.

Although he was not sure whether the current situation could be regarded as "saving a person", Nick still sent this guy here. He did not expect a generous gift, but just wanted to know the intention of Agate's move.

The dean of the Holy Church Academy sent people to rob the Holy Church Church's execution ground. No matter how you look at it, it is an act of rebellion and will be sent to the wheel of death.

Nick stood there quietly, his eyes falling on the lion with the long tablecloth, trying to figure out the reason for this.

After a moment, footsteps were heard from the other end of the conference hall. Nick looked up and saw a man in black robe walking in.

Different from the shabby ordinary cloth robe that he wore at the beginning, this black silk robe is worth a lot at first glance. Together with the gold and silver dark embroidery, it is low-key and luxurious.

"Long time no see, My Priest." Nick smiled.

What a surprise.

Simil looked at him and smiled.