The life of an enslaved vampire

The death of Father English hit Tang Anqi very hard.

The cadres took turns to comfort Tang Anqi. The dead cannot be brought back to life. Father English walked peacefully, basically without pain, and there was no large trace of hemoptysis on the priest's robe.Tang Anqi didn't care how Father English passed away. As the cadres said, everyone is dead, so what's the point of discussing the method of death now? His only regret is that he didn't accompany the priest when he was dying.

Out of guilt and longing for Father English, Tang Anqi ordered someone to move a piano under the apple tree. He resumed his old business, going out before dawn every day, and personally played the piano for Father English. Soul song.

As a qualified manservant, Apollo stayed by Tang Anqi's side every step of the way. He had only heard from cadres that Tang Anqi had cramps in both hands when she was a child to learn the piano.This time he was very honored. After listening to Tang Anqi's piano sound with his own ears, the smile on his face gradually froze. It was an indescribable voice, fluctuating high and low, without any rules, as if he was about to die, without a single sound falling. On the spectrum, it's outrageous, it's really outrageous, but if you have a pair of normal hands and smash it casually, it won't be so ugly.

However, Tang Anqi looked mournful and was completely immersed in the sound of her sad piano.

Apollo stood by Tang Anqi's side and scored objectively from 360 degrees without dead ends. He really couldn't pick out any praiseworthy place for Tang Anqi's performance, because his love for Tang Anqi had reached the point where he could beautify the sound of the piano, so he Unconscionable, he applauded affectionately: "It's so touching, this extraordinary momentum and strength, such sad thoughts and feelings, I am afraid that even Mozart would be silent when he heard it, and Beethoven wanted to cry when he heard it... Ann Qi, what you play is not the piano, but the resonance of the soul."

Tang Anqi occasionally felt that she was very talented in art, and he felt a little embarrassed when Apollo praised her fiercely.He raised his head, saw Apollo's pale face, and thought that one day when Apollo died of illness, he would play the piano like this, but he would not let Apollo sleep under the apple tree alone. Put the crystal box on the piano, or put it directly on the keys, play the concerto on sunny days, and play the symphony on rainy days.

The residents near the church couldn't bear it anymore, and went to the relevant department to complain about a bastard who disturbed the people. He started making noise at four o'clock in the morning every day. If a patient from a mental hospital ran out, he should contact the mental hospital and the health committee in time to catch the patient back for treatment as soon as possible.

Relevant departments immediately reported the situation to the psychiatric hospital in Machinery City, but the hospital did not find that the patient had escaped after inspection.

At four o'clock in the morning of the next day, the sound of the piano behind the church sounded on time, and the law enforcement officers from the urban management department of Machinery City followed the residents to persuade them.The law enforcement officers finally understood the pain of the residents, and said: "If you play well, you won't talk about it. What the hell is this? Can people listen to it?"

"Dogs don't listen," the residents said angrily, "We have endured it for half a month!"

Just in case, they also specially called two medical staff from the mental hospital. If it is really a mental patient, there are professionals present, so they can have a countermeasure.However, when everyone saw the true face of the pianist, they all fell silent. It turned out that the other party was not a mental patient, but a distraught General Tang. In a sense, he was even more difficult to deal with than a mental patient.

Since it was General Xiao Tang who was playing, this matter should not be dissuaded.

As we all know, it is not a day or two for General Tang to do immoral things. Everyone in Machinery City has long been accustomed to it, let alone just playing the piano. It is a relatively elegant hobby and should be encouraged. They are glad that General Tang does not love heavy metal music. Otherwise, the entire Mechanic City will never have peace.

The law enforcement officers were very distressed, and said to the residents: "The piano music played by General Xiao Tang is hard to get a ticket, and others will never hear it for a lifetime. Why don't you know how to cherish it and have the heart to report it?"

Residents said: "We didn't know it was General Xiao Tang!"

Apollo did not obstruct Tang Anqi's mourning for Father English. He squeezed beside him and asked to play a song together. He felt that the reason why Tang Anqi played so badly was because he didn't meet a good first teacher. , and he happens to be confident that he can become Tang Anqi's teacher.

He taught patiently for three days, but Tang Anqi was too "talented and intelligent", had a unique understanding of the piano, and directly created her own genre.He thought of a way and said, "An Qi, why not tie our fingers together."

Tang Anqi had no self-knowledge, and said with a sneer, "What level are you and what level am I? Do you think that if you tie me together, you can play good songs?"

Apollo laughed out of anger several times.

When Tang Anqi sat under the apple tree and played the piano, Apollo was not idle. He carried a hoe to reclaim the wasteland. He was very energetic and turned the soil at least five or six times. He was especially keen on fertilizing the apple tree. , He thinks a certain tree root is too public, or he thinks a certain tree root is irregular in shape, he doesn't like it, and all of them are eradicated.On the surface, he expressed deep condolences for the death of Father English, but in fact he was very happy in his heart. He lost another rival in love. The priest was quite sensible, and he died cleanly. He was very satisfied. This was the best thing he heard this year. good news.

A month passed in a blink of an eye. Under Apollo's careful care, the roots of the apple tree were basically broken, and the apples on the tree fell one after another and became fertilizer for the soil.

The cadres watched Tang Anqi play for several months, and they were also very puzzled. They didn't know what kind of evil Tang Anqi had fallen into. She insisted on playing the piano against a tree, and said that the tree was Father English. It's not ordinary bad, whoever listens will be unlucky, and whoever listens will suffer.Of course, they were unwilling to persuade them. Whoever persuaded would be scolded. The cadres discussed it and decided that each of them would play a musical instrument and stand beside Tang Anqi to accompany it. Scramble, just to send the ghost of Father English to heaven in a hurry.

Finally one day, amidst Tang Anqi's mournful sound of the piano, the apple tree fell down and smashed the piano in half. Apollo threw him down in time, so he escaped unharmed.

The cadres put down their musical instruments and said, "Wow, the priest has quite a temper."

"All things have spirits," Apollo said sadly, holding Tang Anqi in his arms, "Anqi, I can see that the priest doesn't like the piano music you play." Same, I can feel your sincerity anytime, anywhere."

Tang Anqi turned a deaf ear to it. He pushed Apollo away, turned over and got up from the ground. Looking at the scene in front of him, he believed even more that the priest was an apple tree. Looking back, this tree was exactly the same as the priest's attitude towards him when he was alive. He was silent for a long time before saying: "Burn this piano and apple tree."