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Section 12 Mysteries of Gods and Ghosts Chapter 10 Serenity Opera House (2)

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    "Boom" "No" On a thunderstorm night, a deformed man with an ugly face stretched out his monster-like arms from the dirty river water, and a thunder crashed from the sky.  In the night sky illuminated by thunder and lightning, Tang Tianzhi saw a woman in a black cloak standing silently by the river, pushing a wooden cradle in her hand.  And he himself was the deformed child who was abandoned by his mother. The monster was instantly imprisoned in the endless darkness, and then inexplicably watched an aging dance. Tang Tian, ??whose spirit had been tortured and abnormal, drank sips from the river.  The smelly water in there.  The woman's back walked back to the way without any nostalgia, and the cry of the deformed child floated into the distance in the dirty river amid the thunderstorm.  The cold hit Tang Tian again and again, and the inexplicable desire for survival appeared in Tang Tian's heart again; if he lives, there is hope.  A voice kept calling in Tang Tian's mind, constantly stimulating him to live. He had not seen this situation for a long time.  He didn't know how long he had been drifting along the river. A trace of burning warmth warmed Tang Tian's body, which was about to freeze into a popsicle. Tang Tian found that two little sparks were still accompanying him. This trace of burning warmth came from the two little sparks of Xia Mi and Jia Mi.  From above.  At this moment, Tang Tiancai suddenly realized that he was not so weak. He still had the Fire of Faith and the Magic Hammer of Faith that he could use.  Because only after the two merge with each other, oneself becomes the magic hammer, and the magic hammer becomes oneself.  Carrying the white light of faith, Tang Tian's twisted soul climbed up to the shore, and then slept in the open air; he ate earthworms, insects, carrion, and raw fish in the soil, and drank rain and raw water.  The bloated half of his body was like shackles, making him inflexible and extremely ugly.  He always dared not leave the river, because in addition to the dead animals ordered by the river, as soon as he left the river, he would be stabbed to death by the barbaric farmers with dung forks. Several times he escaped by jumping into the river.  1 year old, Tang Tian, ??a twisted soul, has always been catching fish by the river, digging through the soil to find earthworms, eating bugs, and toads. Anyone who sees this monster-like little thing will shoot an arrow without hesitation, and then yell to kill him.  He kills.  For some reason, Tang Tian felt that as long as he was killed here, he would truly die.  ¡°Thanks to being born with the ability to crawl, having learned how to camouflage and lurk, plus having a monster-like physique, and having the fire of faith to withstand the cold, this little body actually lived to be ten years old in pain.  The bloated parts of the body become more bloated and swollen, while the parts of the body that can really move are as thin as a skeleton. It seems that all the nutrients in the body are absorbed by the deformed and mutated parts.  Tang Tian has been living in pain every day for ten years. The torture of his body and the nervousness of his mind have made it unbearable for him to endure this twisted pain. Every time he wakes up from his dream, he always bites his bloated penis with his teeth.  Half an arm.  Pain, pain, pain, the bloated half of his body brought him pain, endless pain every moment; pain that was unbearable but had to be endured no matter what.  Whenever he sees arms and shoulders that are as bloated as basketballs, Tang Tian has the urge to chop them all off. When this impulse and pain have completely swallowed up his heart, this self-destructive tendency becomes more and more serious.  .  Until one day when he was eleven years old, Tang Tian sneaked into a farmhouse and stole the farmer's harvesting sickle. After stealing the farmer's sickle, Tang Tian also set a fire and burned all the forage in the village.  A ferocious face in the sky dragged its bloated arms and sickle towards the river, and endless cries and shouts came from behind him.  In the secret hut by the river, Tang Tian dragged his sickle and continued toward the lower reaches of the river, because he knew that as long as he stayed here, he would probably be killed directly by the retaliating farmers.  After the winter of the eleventh year, Tang Tian, ??who collected a large number of herbs in his den, prepared to start his own amputation plan.  He used fire to disinfect the mouth of the sickle, bit the wooden stick with his mouth, then fixed the sickle, and leaned the base of his arm against it. A tremor of extreme pain and fear spread from his bloated arm to his brain. Tang Tian gritted his teeth and pressed down desperately.  Go down.  "Ahhhh" A miserable cry came out of the hole in the soil, and rotten fat and blood spurted out from the deformed arm.  In great pain, Tang Tian bit the wooden stick in his mouth and began to burn the wound with the fire of faith in his body. He howled in pain. Tang Tian saw that the severed arm began to crawl towards him, as if he wanted to return to his body again.  on one's own body.  In anger, Tang Tian released a spark of the fire of faith, which directly ignited the monster's arm on the ground. ? Almost his mouth was torn in this pain, and Tang Tian, ??whose face was green and white and dripping with sweat, lay in the cave and gradually fell asleep.  Cutting off the source of pain, Lestano's attack "I am pain" was instantly interrupted.  Lestagio, who had suffered the backlash, took a deep breath and said a little surprised: "It actually broke the pain"?Destiny, does this guy have the ability to change destiny?  " Looking at Tang Tian, ??whose soul had passed out, Lestano gathered his magic power again and shouted: "Opera Serenity: Wandering in Vienna.  "In an instant, a black mist enveloped Tang Tian, ??and Lestano's strange dark field moved again, and the soul attack that used the power of the field to change moved again. "I don't know how long he had been asleep, but when Tang Tian opened his eyes again, there was something on his back.  The bloated flesh on his body had disappeared, and he had become a cripple and came to a city with a gloomy beauty. The thinness and disability caused by the last opera still remained on his body, with a melodious sound.  The sound of the violin echoed in the city, and the neat hums soothed Tang Tian's painful soul like an anesthetic. Tang Tian immediately realized that the city seemed to be communicating with him through music.  Constantly telling about its pain, sadness, decay, and ruthless time, huddled under the corner with pain, Tang Tian covered his wind-stricken body with his left hand, still retaining a trace of reason in his heart.  Knowing that he was exiled to this ruthless city, the city was busy during the day. Wheels, leather shoes, bare feet, and horse hooves all passed in front of him ruthlessly. Everything was gray, without color and sunshine.  It is ruthless, ruthless men and women, ruthless carriages, ruthless passers-by. No one cares about a thin beggar huddled in the corner. Eleven years have passed in pain and loneliness, and his soul has long been distorted by pain.  Like a real monster; silent and looking at this ruthless city with cold eyes. But the burning fire in the heart does not match the cold face on the surface. This is the soul that has survived three tranquil theaters.  After the torture, Tang Tian's heart that would not cool down was always releasing heat. The silent darkness, the passing years, the crazy pain, and now he will face the "merciless gloom" in this city without love.  , there is no help, only the faint violin keeps telling the pain and sadness in people's hearts Continuously exerting its influence on Tang Tian, ??Lestano looked at the soul in a state of torture in the distance.  Tang Tian exclaimed with great admiration: "You are worthy of having a strong sense of survival, but everything can be distorted. Let you wither to the music in the gray of 'Wandering in Vienna'" Lesterio's field is to torture the opponent's soul  , no matter what kind of enhancement you have, once you enter his domain, the dark opera house transformed by the fine-tuning of the domain will torture the soul of the entrant. The dark domain is just the appearance of his domain, and his domain is fundamental.  It's called the "Place of Exile". It's basically a spiritual hell that he carefully created through the darkness, pain, torture, and twisted dark side of his soul. He is the director and master of the realm of nothingness, controlling the spiritual experiences of all evil entrants.  In this realm that preserves the fate of all the dark sides of the world, countless souls eventually disappeared, decayed, and withered because they could not bear the torture of darkness. There were no people who could survive three dark operas, a total of 21 soul tortures.  And most people simply disappear in the darkness of the Song of Serenity.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ The noisy gray city is still vast and busy. Footsteps and horse hooves pass by Tang Tian one after another. The entire gray city rises in the east and sets in the west without a trace of emotion. It goes back and forth every day, and it seems that there is no peace at all.  Tang Tian, ??curled up in the corner, looked at the chaos of the city with his gray eyes. It was like a Gothic painting, with a gray rhythm flashing everywhere.  The sad violin sound repeats this monotonous and colorless scene day after day, and everyone's hearts become more and more desperate with this dark tone. The homeless people who have lost their families due to misfortune huddle in the corner, and every time the music  It keeps repeating that every day, people fall asleep and never wake up again.  A week later, Tang Tian finally moved. He sat on the street, put the broken top hat he picked up on the roadside, and started begging to the melody of the city.  One after another, fragmented coins were collected into his arms. After receiving an income, he began to wander in this city shrouded in sad music, year after year, day after day.  When the gray people walked past this gray beggar, they didn't see a trace of hot color burning in the beggar's eyes. That was the only color in the entire gray city.  Carrying the coins he saved, Tang Tian bought an ordinary violin in a music store. The owner laughed at him and humiliated him because he was a disabled beggar and asked how to play the violin with one hand.  A silent violin, a silent melody, who would believe that this beggar can play the violin? But will the leakage point of life wither to the rhythm of the ruthless city???No The never-cold heart that Xiaotian gave to Tangtian is still hot.  One voice after another with a powerful rhythm echoed in the chest. Loneliness, years, and pain will all pass away. One after another ugly voice echoed with the cooperation of the beggar¡¯s feet and hands.  Day after day, year after year, Tang Tian sat on the ground, the coordination of his hands and feet becoming more and more skillful, like the hoarse roar of the undead getting lower and lower, and the melody of life getting louder and louder.  The melody full of missing points echoes in the gray city, the withered earth will be green again, the misty sunshine will shine again, and life will never give in when it comes.  With sweat and sweat, I kept using my feet to pull the missing chapters that were incompatible with this city, and the burning heat in my heart never cooled down.  Sometimes urgent, sometimes brisk, full of subtle leaks that kept making sounds between Tang Tian's feet and hands.  Day after day, year after year, exactly ten years passed, and finally a leather shoe walking by in a hurry stood in front of Tang Tian and listened with bated breath, and then all kinds of shoes began to appear in front of him.  Day after day, year after year, ten years have passed again, and the melody of the entire city has changed because of him. The sadness and pain are no longer there, and a melody containing missing points and hope echoes over the city.  When the bench-colored sun shines through the fog over the city, bringing different colors to the whole city, I slowly stand up with a violin in my hand. Faith and hope will always defeat the gloom and withering, and the beautiful rainbow will shine in the storm.  appear later.  A ray of orange sunshine had already appeared in the gray city, and it also shone on his face.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­ Having once again broken his opera house skills, Lestano looked at the iron block in the distance in disbelief. He could feel that the torture of his soul was interrupted by some kind of force. ¡°Why¡­?  "Lestano asked himself in his heart, didn't this guy fully bear the song of tranquility and the dance of passage?  Why do "I am pain" and "wandering in Vienna" have backlash?  Feeling that Tang Tian was unusual, Lestaneau once again mobilized his domain power to attack with a sinister smile: "Tranquility Opera House: Human Tragedy" "Start the emergency automatic attack mode, and the enemy will immediately launch a close attack." At this time, Tang Tian had already  After regaining his consciousness, Tang Tian turned his arm stab into a long knife, and waved the arm stab burning with white flames in an attempt to split the black tide of this attack.  Being rushed by the black tide, the super armor that should have been stiff and motionless was heading straight towards Lestan'o, but Tang Tian discovered that once Lestan'o attacked, his soul seemed to be taken away and thrown into another void realm.  among them, so he ordered the armor's automatic attack mode.  "Human Tragedy" What is the worst tragedy in the world?  Damn goths, damn dark arts, their ability to twist and torture people's souls is really something that cannot be underestimated.  As soon as Tang Tian opened his eyes, he realized that the surroundings were full of blood and dead people. He had become a 3-year-old child again. He turned slightly and heard a soft female voice coming from the side.  Gradually, he turned around and saw a series of wavy curls scratching his neck. He turned out to be a conjoined child, and the woman next to him was his sister.  The two people are shoulder to shoulder, and the bodies of a man and a woman are tightly stuck together from the shoulders, but they share a pair of hands and feet.  After regaining some of his sanity while wandering around and playing the violin of hope, Tang Tian was already extremely irritated by Lestano's fooling and torture. Tang Tian looked up to the sky with a ferocious face and shouted loudly: "Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch Lai  Stan'o, Lestan'o, I will repay the pain you gave me a hundred times." Gradually, Tang Tian seemed to have forgotten something. He instinctively wanted to escape from this war-torn village with half of his sister.  But just after escaping from the village, a fast horse captured the two mutant brothers and sisters from behind, and then they were imprisoned in the castle dungeon by a count wearing armor.  "Rosana" When he gradually recognized the familiar face, Tang Tian was horrified to find that this face actually appeared on his sister's face, and he felt a frightening surprise.  Let Tang Tian slowly pass as time passes, and the two rely on each other. Tang Tian is gradually infected by the other half beside him, and his heart gradually changes from being cold to being unable to let go.  The two brothers and sisters grew up in the dark castle dungeon. Ten years passed, and as the so-called sister beside him grew up, an increasingly painful feeling sprouted in his heart.  Seeing the disgusting smile on the servant's face every time he came, Tang Tian had already guessed what was going to happen in the end, a kind of pain and crazy struggle deep in his heart that seemed to tear his heart apart.  Three years ago, Tang Tian's inner anxiety and pain made him train his index finger every day, and at the same time use the magic technique of loosening the rope with one hand. Day after day, until the disaster finally struck, he knew that he had finally practiced one-finger Zen and learned  Learned the technique of binding with one hand.    The final disaster struck. After a day's banquet, the old count was in great spirits, so two conjoined boys who were only thirteen years old were tied naked to a wooden board and brought to the count's room.  Perverted hermaphrodites, perverted hobbies, everything here is distorted like Gothic.  I tried my tied hands and found that I couldn't get out of the trap. Years of preparation were in vain.  In an instant, sadness, pain, distortion, anger, helplessness, heartbreak, and wanting to die, all the pain reverberated in Tang Tian's heart, and his covered mouth wailed like a wounded beast.  Sounds of ridicule and footsteps echoed outside the house. Tang Tian began to struggle desperately. The cheap sister beside him left tears of pain and helplessness. Everything was in vain. The sound of desperate footsteps was coming step by step.  One step closer.  "Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Is there any way to get out of trouble? Is there any way to get out of trouble? God If you can save me, I will serve you as my Lord God Sanqing" Just when Tang Tian was about to  When he fell into despair, two small dancing sparks appeared in front of Tang Tian.  "Xia Mi" "Jia Mi" In an instant, Tang Tian called out the names of these two sparks. A trace of memory was pulled out from the depths of his heart. Suddenly, Tang Tian realized that his memory seemed to have been affected by this field.  interference.  He even forgot about "Xia Mi" and "Gami" who used to bring light and warmth to him at all times.  Two sparks began to burn through the ropes binding his hands and feet under Tang Tian's control, and then two small sparks began to ignite everything in the room.  Several guards rushed in, but two small sparks rushed forward without hesitation, igniting the guards into a ball of torches.  Thunder thundered in the dark sky, and heavy rain continued to fall. The conjoined deformed children, wrapped in tattered linen covering their bodies, rushed out of the castle with the ecstasy of finally being free, and finally fell into the dark wheat field.  "Hahahahahahahahayou can't play with me. I decide my own destiny. Lestano, you are not the goddess of fate."  , sometimes lacking in emptiness; hateful life; like ups and downs, and then smooth, like being played by fate vicious and cruel, happiness and happiness are destroyed into nothing in an instant; hiding in the shadows, blurred and indistinguishable, also  Torture me; now I leave it to chance and seek justice from you with my bare hands" [Dedication]
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