Chapter 611: The soul of the city
Translator: 549690339
He casually explained what he understood, as if he was giving han Bing something to write down.
Unexpectedly, han Bing, the lizard, the red snake, and the others all raised their heads in a daze after hearing this.
The lizard even swallowed its saliva with a âgulp.â
Lu Xin felt a little strange under their gazes. He touched his face, but there was no smile. âWhatâs wrong?â
âCaptain âŠâ
The lizard lowered its voice and said mysteriously, âSince you know so much about spirit Lords, does that mean âŠâ
Youâve already surpassed the spirit Lord?â
Lu Xin was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, ââWhat are you saying âŠâ
However, he suddenly felt a little lost. Yes, why did he say such words subconsciously âŠ
I donât think Iâve had such training before âŠ
Seeing Lu Xinâs pensive expression, han Bing came to a realization and hurriedly smiled. âThatâs good.â since we havenât been discovered yet, we can make a good investigation plan .
No one at the table spoke. Everyone was calm and reasonable, waiting for han Bing to come up with a feasible plan.
The surrounding streets were still noisy. There were sounds of laughter and curses, the clattering of wine glasses, the clattering of fists, and the vomiting of drunk people. The whole city was shrouded in a kind of exaggerated and redundant emotion, as if it had been woven into a lively towel, covering all secrets.
Lu Xin and the others were in the middle of a bustling city, and the corners of their mouths had already curled up slightly.
He appeared to be very calm, but the pressure he was under was even greater than the lizard and han Bing.
It was a very strange feeling. He didnât like the cityâs temperament in the first place, and when he sensed the presence of a power that was enough to make him feel like he was trembling in the city, his impression of the city became worse.
He even felt that this city seemed to have a soul that he didnât like.
In this city, he couldnât even breathe.
He was flustered, irritable, depressed, and his heart couldnât relax.
Suddenly, he had the urge to go to the main city of the black Swamp and drag out that power that he didnât like.
However, he still held back.
Han Bing was right, he was here to help clean up the pollution in the city. Cleaning up the pollution in a city and cleaning up all the people in the city seemed to be two different things.
Although, in essence, it seemed to be similar âŠ
It was also in this slight silence that not far away, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, holding a five or six-year-old boyâs hand, walked over. She carried a large acoustic guitar on her back, and her figure was thin. She timidly came to the middle of the drinking crowd.
He carefully approached a table of customers and said, ââBig brother, do you guys want to pick a song?â
The guest at the first table was very impatient. He shouted with red eyes, ââGet lost.â
They came to another table of guests and whispered, ââBrother, do you want to pick a song? Itâs two Yuan a song.â
Many of the guests at this table were already drunk. They laughed and said, ââLetâs hear it .
The girl was pleasantly surprised. She quickly settled the little boy down beside her and picked up the wooden guitar in her arms, strumming it gently.
The clear and melodious sound of vibrating strings spread like flowing water, and the little girl slowly began to sing,
on the Banyan Tree by the pond
Cicadas are calling Xia Tian
On the swing beside the field
Only the butterflies are on it âŠâ
The moment the song started, Lu Xin suddenly woke up from the feeling of boredom. He turned around and looked at the song curiously.
The girlâs voice was clear and clean, forming a strong contrast with the lively Street. Even the noisy crowd around them seemed to quieten down a lot when the song spread, and the decibel was slightly lower.
At the end of the song, the little girl put down her guitar and bowed to the people at the table. âThank you, brother.â
âWhat are you thanking me for?â the person at the table laughed.
The little girl was stunned for a moment, then whispered something to the person at the table.
âMoney?â
The people at the table immediately laughed and said, ââWho promised you any money? get lost.â
The little girl was shocked and took two steps back silently. Behind her, a little boy of six or seven years old timidly held her hand. The two of them took a few steps back and looked around timidly before walking to a few people in shirts.
âBrother, do you want to listen to some music? Two Yuan a song .
The little girl held the guitar and said in a low voice, ââCan I pay you first?â
âSinging?â
A man with his back to them turned around and looked at him up and down, then said with a smile, ââWhere are the adults in your family?â
âMom and dad arenât home. Thereâs nothing to eat at home,â the little girl said. The man looked at the little girlâs timid and shy appearance with admiration and handed a roasted sausage to the little boy.
The little boy raised his head and looked at the little girl. Although she was a little hesitant, she did not stop him. The little boy immediately took the sausage and ate it in big mouthfuls. The little girl bowed slightly to the man and said, âThank you, brother. Can I sing for you?â
The man reached into his pocket and took out a ten Yuan note. He smiled and said,
âI can listen to the song, or pay up first. The ten Yuan is all yours, but you have to sing something I like.â
thank you, big brother. Thank you, big brother âŠ
The girl looked at the 10 yuan and her expression became slightly excited. She nodded repeatedly.âBig brother, I can sing a few songs.â
As he spoke, he counted the songs he knew with his fingers.
The man laughed. itâs meaningless for you to say all this. Itâs better to sing a coquettisn song.
As he said that, he slapped his thigh and said,âAnd weâll have to sit here and sing. â
The girl was taken aback. She took two steps back and said in a low voice, ââlt wonât work.â
âEveryone on the street can do it, why canât you?â
The man became interested. His eyes were red as he glanced at the girl. âCome over and sing. Iâll give you twenty.â
The girl was a little scared. She pulled the little boy back and was about to turn and leave.
âLeave?â
The manâs temper was inexplicably ignited. He stood up abruptly, opened his hand, and grabbed her.
He grabbed the girlâs braids and pulled her to his table. His eyes were bloodshot, and his muscles trembled as if they were alive. With a fierce expression, he said, ââDid I let you go? Didnât he say he was going to sing? Donât you know that I like to listen to music?â
The girl was shocked and scared. She covered her hair and screamed.
âSister, Sister âŠâ
The little boy was also frightened. He rushed up and hugged the girlâs leg while crying.
âHahahaha âŠâ
The other people at the manâs table burst into laughter as if they found it particularly interesting. They even clapped their hands.
âpresbyopic, why do you like plain soup?â
âpresbyopic, why didnât I know that you liked listening to songs so much?â
âToo impatient, too impatient âŠâ
The man in the shirt pressed the girl down on the table and turned to his friends on the table. He smiled and said,
you guys donât know, Iâve been too hot recently. I canât even sleep because of the heat âŠ
Iâm too tired. Even women feel so bored .
There was a look of confusion and distortion on his face, one moment pained, and the next moment a little crazy.âSo I have to vent my anger âŠâ I can only sleep after Iâve vented the fire and calmed down ..
haha, this girl is good. I like her voice âŠ
âLet go of my sister âŠâ
The little boy cried as he pounced on the leg of the man called âold Huaâ and bit him.
But presbyopic directly kicked him to the ground. He turned around, picked up a glass of water, and poured it on the girlâs head, laughing.
âAre you going to sing or not?â
âIf you donât want to sing, Iâll let you sing in another way âŠ.â