When the Almighty becomes a passerby [Quick Transmigration]

The strange behavior of the five of them attracted everyone's attention, writing poems, reciting poems, drawing pictures, making brooches and playing with swords, oh my God, what a waste of time, as future undead warriors , They should make every effort to recite magic scriptures and sing praises to the great Father God!

Katisse walked to the grass. She looked at Aaron, who was wielding his sword like a tiger, and at Qin Duan, who was tasting poetry with Noel, and finally made up her mind.

"Ann, can you teach me?"

She is not the best magic musician anymore, this title should be given by Qin Duan, the music he played that day often made her secretly excited at night, she was immersed in it and couldn't extricate herself.

Qin Duan raised his head from the poem and said with a smile, "Come on, do what you like, your instrument will tell your heart!"

Katisse clenched her fists and walked to the middle of the lawn. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and sang melodiously throughout the space. She sang Grandma's favorite ditties instead of serious paternal carols.

"Darling, love, please tell me where I am going. It is the stream under the sun and the firefly under the moonlight. I will follow the wind and go to your home, which is thousands of miles away..."

Her harmonica floated beside her, completely changed its appearance, the red body of the piano glowed brightly, and the brisk minor tunes sounded together with the singing, reflecting each other.

Katice held her harmonica in surprise, "You like it too?"

On the third day, Ivan's class lost a few more students.

On the fourth day, there were very few people left in Class A.

On the fifth day, Class B also started to lack visitors.

Ivan smiled coldly. He didn't get angry at first, but now, he immediately reported this serious truancy to the principal, and demanded that Qin Duan, the person who corrupted a large number of students, be dealt with severely, and other accomplices should also be punished severe punishment.

Lawrence and Leah pleaded in front of the principal and promised that the children would never do it again. The principal was a kind old man. He sincerely apologized to Ivan on behalf of the students and decided to give the students another chance.

Qin Duan and others returned to the classroom, obeyed Ivan's words, continued to sing praises to God the Father, and recited magical scriptures.

Ivan looked at the honest Qin Duan, and felt very proud. He made Qin Duan stand up from time to time, but he didn't notice that these students no longer relied on the so-called father god's magic scriptures to summon musical symbols.

Tonight, the moon was covered by dark clouds, and there was a bird singing outside the dark church dormitory.

Then there was another bird call, and there seemed to be strange noises in each dormitory.

First, the group of four sneaked out of the gate below, and then several dark figures came out, and an oil lamp revealed a little light under the fabric.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock... Many black shadows rushed out holding a little orange light.

Crowds of teenagers raised their smiles and tacitly understood each other.

They are running in the gentle night wind, their hair is flying, and their hearts are cheering and jumping.

In the cave of the huge cliff, there are many young people sitting or standing.

They circulated a little poem Noel had recently written, talking and laughing.

"Oh, Noel, let me guess, this poem must be about the flower by the window in Miss Leah's room, isn't it?"

"No, it must be the one downstairs!"

Huot will display the brooch made of only materials, "Hey everyone, please take a look, you will definitely not suffer a loss if you use any old item to replace it!"

Many girls came up, looked at it and praised, "It's really good."

Aaron, who was standing in the middle, played a beautiful sword flower and smiled triumphantly, "Look, Odo, can you do it?"

Odo hugged his head, "Oh no, how did you practice so fast!"

Ed took out the painting, "I swear, this is my most satisfying work."

"I think, maybe you can use gray tones and background red."

Ed blushed, "Yes, Gira, you're right."

Qin Duan lay on his back on the rock, "The poet lost his inspiration today, this is really a terrible thing."

……

Ivan only discovered everyone's tricks when the special training was over, and he was so angry that he almost tore his robe.

"You lowly, filthy hypocrites, you are not worthy to use the magical scriptures of God the Father to summon musical symbols!"

Suddenly there was an uncontrollable chuckle from below, and it turned out to be Aaron.

"Evante, can you communicate with your instrument?"

Ivan's expression is not good, communication?He can't even summon musical instruments now. As he gets older, the number of musical symbols summoned will become less and less, and the musical instruments will disappear. This is something everyone knows, so this group of disobedient bastards Are you deliberately mocking him?

"Even if I don't have a musical instrument, I'm still a pious singer of God the Father. I'm proficient in the theory of magic scriptures, enough to teach you!"

Qin Duan snapped his fingers, and his wandering qin appeared, but to Ivan's shock, a white soul floated out of the instrument. He was wearing a tattered robe, holding a quill pen, Hanging a string of guideposts.

Ivan opened his mouth wide. This is the clothes of the darkest age. Who is this soul?

"Hey, little old man, don't look at the great poet Rafal like this, Rafal's inspiration will be consumed by you filthy thing!"

Ivan's breath stopped, Rafal?An outstanding poet and musician in the darkest age, once fought thousands of undead, and was finally burned to death in the center of Goodall Cathedral.

He is one of the few people who is still recorded, and many scholars who devote themselves to the study of history start from him.

Ivan was speechless, his voice was hoarse, and he was shaken to pieces.

His faith crumbled.

In the end, Rafal will tell everyone and the dull Ivan the story of the darkest age.

……

The special training was over, and Ivan was about to leave. He packed his luggage and felt lonely.

In the church school at the moment, joyful laughter is everywhere, and the beautiful music is like a steady stream of spring water, resounding from every corner.

Ivan looked at these flower-like teenagers, who fearlessly pursued the love in their hearts, and summoned romantic, free, and uncompromising souls.

He also thought of the small animals he carved when he was a child, but those memories were only for a moment, and he was more praising the Father God Arnold, he diligently recited the Father God's magic scriptures, his beautiful and moving The accordion, always reluctantly spits out a little note, and then the whole instrument disappears in its own life.

He didn't think it was a pity at the time, he was praising Father God Arnold.

But now, it seems a bit regretful, regretful that I haven't seen the soul inside, whether it is as casual and proud as Rafal.

Ivan picked up his luggage and walked out silently.

"Teacher Ivan!"

"teacher!"

"Bon Voyage!"

A series of voices sounded.

Ivan raised his head, these lovely students knocked on his chest, saying goodbye to himself.

His thin face was wrinkled, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Thank you, children."

……

Lawrence and Leah looked at the high-spirited students and felt relieved.

"We are ready to go, to the Weiyuan Tower——"

Everyone rode in a carriage and started a new learning journey.

When getting out of the car, Lawrence secretly patted Qin Duan on the shoulder, and whispered, "Ann, you are already my pride."

He knew that Qin Duan summoned the great poet Rafael in the Wandering Qin, this is a miracle in Goodall Continent!

Qin Duan handed Lawrence a silk flower brooch, "The travel notes you gave me are really great."

Lawrence's blue eyes curved and he took the brooch.

The Weiyuan Tower is a large-scale simulated undead forest built by Chris for practical practice for the graduates of the church college every year, which is also the final grade evaluation standard for graduates.

This year, there are a total of 150 graduates from Chris’s five church colleges, and they are already standing in groups at the entrance of Weiyuan Tower, ready to show their talents.

Several rulers of Chris, envoys of the main church, and principals and teachers sat on the round tower and watched the performance of the graduates.

"Hey, Aaron, I don't know how you've been practicing recently. Your talent can only support three summoning symbols, hahaha!"

Aaron looked calmly at Fino, his old enemy who provoked him, "You will know when the time comes."

The five teams entered the Weiyuan Tower respectively. The forest inside was dark, and there were sudden sounds from time to time.

Qin Duan and others quickly set off to the inner circle, because there will be more undead in the inner circle, and they will get more points.

"our target is--"

Everyone shouted in unison, "Destroy all!"

"Hahahaha, today's young people are very ambitious!" The consul sitting on the round tower watching said with a smile to the others.

Although the principals and teachers of the other four colleges had a smile on their faces, their eyes were full of ridicule. They really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, there are thousands of undead in Weiyuan Pagoda.

The principal, Lawrence Leah and the others looked at each other, with anticipation and worry in their hearts. Of course, they hoped that the children would achieve good results, but they were afraid that the children would be too aggressive. What if they hurt themselves?

Qin Duan grouped everyone. These instruments have different characteristics and cooperate with each other differently. After experiments, they found that instruments with the same key are more powerful when combined.

The team leaders and Qin Duan were in place.

The undead in the inner circle finally appeared.

"bring it on!"

Musical instruments emerged, sometimes violent drums, elegant music, and then brisk minor tunes, wave after wave, impacting and washing everything.

The undead screamed in pain, as if hating the beauty and splendor of this world, they are dark things in the deep sea, and they will never see these lights.

In the end, it can only dissipate in the sound of nature.

"My God, what a group of scary young people this is!"

A deputy consul covered his mouth, startled by the ensemble.

Aaron's father held his legs excitedly, otherwise he would jump up, and Fino's father watched in disbelief.

"Unheard of!"

The author has something to say: Happy Magic wishes everyone~