When the Almighty becomes a passerby [Quick Transmigration]

The soft green grass, the warm sunshine, just as Qin Duan opened his eyes, a basin of water poured him a chill. Although his whole body was immersed in the warm wind, it was still very uncomfortable to have the wet clothes sticking to his body. .

Several teenagers in white and green magic robes surrounded the lawn, smiling and looking at Qin Duan who was pushed to the grass. The embarrassment of the frail teenager was their pleasure.

Qin Duan brushed away the wet hair on his forehead, and glanced at these teenagers who were bullying him, some with brown hair and some with blond hair, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

While the system was still snickering, it saw Qin Duan jumping up like a cannonball, grabbing one of the teenagers by the hair, pulling them hard, and then beating him up.

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The system was dumbfounded, and could only watch Qin Duan go crazy and beat up several teenagers on the grass.

"Oh Noel, go away, he's crazy!"

The brown-haired and blue-eyed Holt covered his curly hair, and ran away as if his butt was on fire.

The blond boy named Nuoer held back the tears from the corners of his eyes, got up tremblingly, and fled quickly, ignoring Ed, who was still under Qin Duan's pressure.

Ed looked at Qin Duanxie's evil smile, dizzy before his eyes, "Father God save me!"

Gritting his teeth, Aaron pushed Qin Duan away, picked up Ed, and the two fled away with their arms supported.

A heavy and solemn bell rang.

Followed by Qi Qi's singing.

"The Father has given us the most beautiful gift

Here is the screen of light on the land of Goodall

God the Father's love is full of mercy and majesty

Is today's carol as loud as ever

Drive music with magic

Dedicated to God the Father

Forever grateful"

Qin Duan was lying on the grass panting, tilted his head, and looked at the church college not far away from which the sound of carols could be heard. The steeple and round windows were very retro and beautiful.

This is Chris of Goodall Continent, known as the barrier of light, because the other side of Chris is the deep sea of ​​undead.

Everyone upholds Arnold, the patron saint. There is magic and music here, but only outstanding children can practice magic, summon musical symbols, and destroy undead.

Yuan is a special child. He doesn't like magic, he only likes to read travel books, so he is a mess in his studies. It stands to reason that he should be kicked out of school in the assessment, but the teacher Lawrence seems to attach great importance to him and promised him many times. This also caused dissatisfaction among other students.

Because the number of admissions for each church school is fixed, many students are waiting for the number of places, so Yuanshen is always bullied by some "aggressive" children in school.

"Small system, show me the main plot."

The system laughed, anyway, Qin Duan would never learn magic, so just show it to him.

The Destiny Child of this world is the Holy Child and Saint of the Main Church of Goodall Continental. Chris is just a background board. This place will be invaded by the ghosts on the other side of the barrier in the near future, and the entire town will be devastated.After hearing the news, the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter will lead the troops to rush here to start a arduous war with the undead, and win in the end.

Qin Duan rubbed his chin, well, he seems like a small cannon fodder in the background board, but it doesn't matter.

Magic, just learn it.

……

In the classroom, the tall and gentle teacher Lawrence was still explaining the magic scriptures little by little. Qin Duanmu, who was sitting in the corner, looked at these bug-like scriptures with a straight face.

He doesn't understand at all!

The system laughed out loud, making you yell like crazy, now the slap in the face is really loud.

Lawrence seemed to notice the listless Qin Duan, he put down the handout and walked to Qin Duan.

"Ann, come and try, Father God will bless you."

The others had already practiced the second summoning magic, and cast contemptuous glances at Qin Duan.

The group of four who had been beaten up by Qin Duan had burning eyes, and couldn't wait to see Qin Duan make a fool of himself.

Qin Duan looked into Lawrence's encouraging eyes, "Sorry, I don't like these soulless notes."

"My God, listen to him, these summoned notes are powerful and beautiful, and he said there is no soul!"

There was an explosion in the classroom.

Lawrence was not angry, "Dear Ann, why do you say that?"

Qin Duan stood up, "The sound they made was like a carpenter's sawing wood back and forth, regular but harsh."

Hearing Qin Duan's even more unrepentant words, the others could no longer suppress their anger.

"Ann, listen to the notes I summon!"

Katisse stood up, chanting rigorous magic scriptures, and a dusty harmonica appeared beside her. Finally, after a long while, notes finally jumped out and made a sound.

"Katice is the best, I've heard her second note, perfect!"

"Yes, she is the most gifted magic musician!"

"Ann, what do you think?"

Qin Duan shrugged terribly, "Forgive me for the offense, I don't think it's very good, it's boring."

Katie's eyes were red with anger, "Ann, but you have never summoned a note!"

Lawrence stopped the farce just in time.

"Okay, everyone's practice ends here. Tomorrow, I will learn three summoning magics. Keep working hard, dear little magicians!"

Everyone bid farewell to Lawrence, and then dispersed from their seats.

"Our magic class A will be overtaken by class B sooner or later."

"Who made us have a laggard!"

"Yeah, I'm about to enter the fief for practice, but I still can't even summon a magic spell."

Qin Duan was really unwelcome in school. He walked out of the classroom door, looked at the people sitting around practicing magic, and thought about where to go.

The beaten group of four looked at each other and followed Qin Duan secretly.

Qin Duan walked around the school, and he understood the evil intentions of the small system. He couldn't do magic, couldn't summon musical notes, and he didn't have the ability to protect himself in the battle of the undead. He could only wait for death or ask for help.

However, he would not hug Destiny's Child's thigh.

Qin Duan entered the library, found the history books, and read them slowly. If he wanted to solve the problem, he had to find the root of the problem.

"What is he doing?" Noel leaned over the bookshelf.

Holt rolled his eyes, which is too obvious.

"Of course it's reading!"

Aaron snorted coldly, "This trash can do nothing but read books. We were careless today, and we will teach him a lesson tonight."

Ed recalled Qin Duan's smile, and felt a little terrified, "Really? What if he goes crazy again?"

Holt stroked his little curly hair, angrily, "Could the four of us still beat him?"

Aaron squinted his eyes, "That's it, let's act tonight!"

The continent of Goodall once experienced the darkest age. The undead who crawled out of the deep sea didn't like any music. The music seemed to contain something that drove them crazy. After they captured Goodall, they tried to burn all the instruments to fight against the undead The warriors were thrown into the fire pit along with the musical instruments.Later, God the Father came, endowed people with scripture magic, summoned musical symbols, and fought against the undead. He also drew a barrier of light to block the undead, and the world gradually became stable and prosperous.

Qin Duan looked at these words, closed his eyes, and summoned his own musical instrument. He stroked the wandering piano, thinking slowly in his heart.

These musical instruments are summoned. According to records, only gifted children can summon musical instruments. This is also the first hurdle to enter the church school. However, these musical instruments are like delicate models placed in a cupboard. They cannot be played. Musical symbols can be summoned through the strict and sacred paternal magic, which can attack the undead.

This wandering violin is engraved with bards, presumably its previous owner should be a free and romantic wandering poet.

Qin Duan put down the books, put the instrument back, and then Shi Shiran walked out of the library.

The beaten group of four looked at his back and smiled smugly.

……

As night falls, the stars are like waterfalls, and the moon hangs on the tall spire of the church, reflecting every corner of Chris.

"Assemble the Action Team!"

A very light voice sounded under the wooden ladder, Noel, Holt, Ed, and Aaron stretched out their palms, and the assembly was complete.

"Blessed by Father God, Ann sneaked out, no one can save him this time!" Holt chuckled.

Aaron rubbed his palms, "Let's go, follow him!"

Behind Chris's magic music academy, there is a cliff cave. Looking far away from above, there is a spooky and terrifying boundless deep sea.

Qin Duan placed the Wandering Qin on the cliff, and the moonlight illuminated it somewhat brightly. He lifted his robe and sat on the side.

"You breathe the same suffocating air, don't you? This pale scripture, this shadowy fate, if the phantom that peeps in the dark is about to come to me, I will watch death and proudly declare that free romance will never end. "

The system looked at the empty surroundings, listened to Qin Duan's chanting quietly, and felt a chill in the code, is Qin Duan crazy?

"Is he crazy?"

The group of four lay down in the cave and whispered.

"Maybe the pressure to learn magic is too much, Holt, are we going too far?" Noel was a little worried.

Holt blinked embarrassingly, "He must also want to study hard, but his talent..."

Ed pushed the oil lamp he was carrying in, he didn't want Qin Duan to find them, his pride would be even more unbearable.

Aaron snorted softly and said in a low voice, "With his quality, how could he successfully graduate and become a qualified undead warrior!"

Just when the group of four felt a little regretful, Qin Duan's voice came from the cliff again, and this time the chanting was even crazier.

"Where should our souls wander after we die, the sea traps the dusk, covers the sky... Poor, sad, self-singing and self-laughing, never-ending--traveling that no one knows!"

The group of four leaned against the slightly cool cave behind them, a little admiring.

"Suddenly sad."

"Me too."

"Well, maybe he's been driven mad."

"This is his lament."

The group of four shook their heads, picked up the oil lamp, and was about to leave, when a particularly poignant piece of music came from above the cliff!

The wandering qin emits light, and the free jumping notes continue to sound. The wavy form is a desperate lament. When you listen carefully, the background color is high-spirited, symbolizing the uncompromising romantic sound.

The deep sea is tumbling, howling and crying, and the sound of the piano makes people more and more fascinated. Romantic soul!

This is the real musical note.

The group of four stood stiffly in place, looking at the thin figure on the cliff, breathing rapidly.

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