Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 114

"This is a good harmonica, well maintained." Max wiped the strings with a warm towel and commented on the harmonica: "It just doesn't look like the owner has played it much, he just bought it. Just put it on later."

"Maybe." Ouyue looked at the piano and said, "It doesn't look as good as your original one."

"My harmonica doesn't have any gems from the Orli Dwarf Clan's largest gem trading center, nor does it have all-purple gold parts." Max clicked on a large blue gem inlaid on it and sighed helplessly. : "With this kind of money, it's better to hire someone to take care of it. The strings are all dry."

"This is yours now, you can take care of it regularly." Aoyue stood up slowly, walked to Nasha who was still playing with Xuerui, slowly squatted down and followed Xuerui's hair.

"What's wrong? It looks like your expression is very strange." Nasha turned to look at Ouyue's expressionless face and raised her eyebrows: "I accidentally had a bowl of coagulant splashed in my face just now."

"No." Ouyue shook her head: "There are just some things I can't figure out."

"Are you interested in telling me?" Nasha asked without looking back.

"He wants me back"

"No, our trip isn't over yet. Even if it is, you have to go back with me." Nasha didn't give Oyue a reason at all: "I will raise you. If you are not happy, then I will not I mind killing you and drinking your blood."

"Why does it sound like you are raising a dog?"

"A dog is not as interesting as you." Nasha made a face at him: "Be happy, we are traveling, relaxing and having fun. It will be boring if you keep a sullen face."

"But our elves are going to face a big disaster, but I am here to play." Ouyue said softly: "Am I very selfish?"

No matter what Ouyue said to Leviathan and others, he did not want to see the elves being bullied wantonly by other races.

Although the disaster was caused by his own suicide, Ou Yue still felt that his conscience was uneasy.

"Maybe, but I don't allow you to go back." Nasha grabbed his arm as if she was afraid that he would run away: "You don't need to think so much, you are just an elf."

"Right."

"Okay, let's play a song to see if the strings made of high-grade bamboo silk are any good." Max clapped his hands as if he was done: "Go ahead, I don't know what to play."

"Do you still remember the songs in my scrapped music box a few years ago?" Nasha suddenly said, "I kind of miss that little wooden box."

"Didn't they sell it before? Why didn't you buy another one?"

"No, it's different." Nasha shook her head stubbornly: "That's not the same thing."

Ouyue shrugged helplessly. Nasha was really stubborn about some things, and it was really not something he could change.

"Okay, let me briefly recall." Max tried to pluck it twice. The feeling of picking up the arc piano again after several years was completely different, but his hands could still appear out of habit. In the most suitable position, the music that pops up is still so perfect.

This is music that is only played at parties, so it should be full of joy.

But Ou Yue had never heard such a desolate piece of music. It was obviously a cheerful tune with a rapid rhythm.

But this didn't sound like partygoers, but like souls being driven to their death.

Max frowned and took a breath: "Sorry, wait for me to adjust my condition. I'm fine now."

He took a deep breath as he spoke, thinking about his family gathering together, sitting on the big square table, laughing and singing together.

Thinking of this, Max slowly relaxed and plucked the strings with a smile. The soft notes were like birdsong, the high notes were like sounds of nature, the long notes were like spring water, and the powerful short notes were like cracking silk.

The three listeners said nothing, listening to every syllable carefully for fear of missing something.

But the next moment, the relatively gentle music suddenly broke off, like a dyke breaking off.

"What are you doing?" Ao Yuehou