moon shot plan

"Crazy... what are you talking about?" An Ran pushed her away, and ran forward without looking back, but her playful low laughter came from behind: "Run, dear, I see Wherever you can go, everything here is within my control."

The roads in the Rose Garden are intricate and complicated. He ran with all his strength for an unknown amount of time and was exhausted, but he never got rid of Rose behind him. Rose could catch up to him immediately, but she insisted on running like Like a cat chasing a mouse, following him unhurriedly, like a nasty tease.And she would let out a low laugh from time to time, making An Ran creepy.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to be captured obediently. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, he must do everything possible to escape from here.

"Honey, have you run enough? I can't wait." A ghostly fragrance came from behind, and the soft words seemed to be in my ears.

Never stop!

Anran gritted her teeth and charged forward, but still couldn't resist the gradually increasing suction force behind her. Seeing that she was about to fall into her clutches again, a dilapidated high platform suddenly appeared in front of her. Anran didn't know what it was for, and instinctively After hesitating for a while, Rose yelled from behind, "Don't go there, come right back!"

An Ran didn't know why Rose reacted so suddenly, but it also proved that the high platform was definitely not ordinary. Anyway, the worst situation now would be to fall into the hands of Rose, so why not give it a try and climb up the high platform to try. Try, maybe there is still a way out.

The pace under An Ran's feet was faster, and he didn't care how anxious Rose behind him was, he climbed up the high platform directly, and the moment he climbed up the high platform, he only felt the scene in front of him flashing , Then, a strange singing sound came from my ears——

spring smile

spread across the land,

beautiful flower god

Wearing a colorful dress,

sweet hymn

Echoing in the forest... ah! [1]

The singer's melody was accurate, but his voice was too thin for An Ran to compliment - it was neither majestic and steady like a boy's, nor high-pitched and mellow like a girl's voice, which was a difference between a man and a woman. A failed concoction has lost all natural beauty, leaving only impotence and affectation.Especially his last high note, it was as piercing as fingernails scraping a glass panel, when An Ran heard it, goose bumps popped up on his arms in an instant.

"My God! Holy Mother, Demon King! What is this singing about!"

"It's too ugly! Come down quickly, His Majesty will never like it!" There were complaints and booing from the audience.

"Luo Luo's transformation really failed completely. He used to be the most talented in the choir, and he was a well-known tenor. Now his voice is useless. If you recommend him to sing for His Majesty, it will be a loss to us. Face."

Who is talking here?

An Ran rubbed her eyes and looked down the stage, only to realize that the surrounding scenery had changed from just now, the audience was no longer the endless rose garden, and countless people were crowded under the dim light. People wearing traditional blood moon game costumes, and most of them are still wearing black teaching uniforms, with worn-out crosses around their necks.

But the strange thing is that they don't look like they are participating in some solemn and solemn religious activities-their cheeks are a little flushed with excitement, their eyes are also shining, they are whispering to each other, saliva flying, as if they are in a heated discussion. arguing about something.

Where did these people come from?Obviously not just now—or did he come to another time and space?

An Ran looked around again, and found that except for the high platform under her feet, everything around her was almost the same as the rose garden just now, and the high platform under her feet was also intact at this time, with exquisite carvings carved on it, And sprinkled with shiny gold powder, it looks very exquisite and gorgeous, which is really different from the tattered look I saw before.

It is so gorgeous, it should not be an altar or something, but a big stage for some kind of performance, An Ran guessed in her heart.

"Hey, where did this guy come from? Why did he jump up suddenly, I haven't seen him just now." At this time, someone in the audience found An Ran and asked loudly.

"This, this..." An Ran didn't know how to explain her sudden appearance. Could it be that he had time-traveled again?

At this time, someone in the audience answered this question perfectly for An Ran, he said: "Oh, I guess this person also listened to Luo Luo's singing too badly, so he couldn't help but jump out and show his singing voice."

nonsense!I'm not here to kick the gym!An Ran wailed in her heart: I was just teleported here because I avoided a certain female pervert. Who knows what talent contest you are holding.

The 'he' that the man mentioned was naturally the one who was singing on the stage at this time. An Ran looked back and found that it was a dark and thin boy, he was wearing a starched and faded school uniform, and he was standing on the stage. The center of the stage devoted himself to singing, but when everyone mercilessly pointed out how harsh his voice was, his expression immediately became very embarrassed, and finally he bowed his head in shame and stopped singing.

"It's so ugly, it's like a public execution, and the Virgin can't stand such singing—really, who gave him the courage to go on stage." The audience in the audience sarcastically said: "You want to assassinate through your own singing." The devil? That's a really good idea."

"Obviously his voice was very nice before, why is he singing so funny now? It's ridiculous to say it. I liked this kid before, but his life was ruined just like that." Someone in the audience sneered.

After hearing this, the child in the middle of the stage blushed at first, and then turned pale again. He clenched his fists, bowed awkwardly to everyone, and fled away in embarrassment.

"Hey, how is he singing, can't he hear it? I really don't know who gave him the courage to come here." A noble woman wearing a tall hat twitched her lips: "It's ridiculous, a complete failure Taste."

After they sighed and laughed at the loser, they turned their attention to An Ran who suddenly appeared in the center of the stage: "Who are you? What are you going to show?"

exhibit?Is this really a showcase?An Ran waved her hands again and again: "I have nothing to show."

"Then what are you doing jumping up?" The people in the audience immediately darkened their faces, and their eyes became unkind.

"I...it was just an accident." An Ran smiled awkwardly, and wanted to follow the black and thin boy off the stage, but the people in the audience quit: "This is a competition to select the king's servant. Just to sign up, do you think that you can go up and down when you want? Let me tell you, from the moment you took the stage, your name has been reported to His Majesty the Demon King."

"Your Majesty the Demon King? Do you mean that this is a talent competition for selecting the servants of the Demon King?" An Ran couldn't believe what he had heard. He looked at the group of people still wearing church robes and became even more puzzled—what the hell was he? Where have you come?What time is it now?Why did this group of people in teaching uniforms say such fantastic things about electing servants for His Majesty the Demon King?

"I don't want to be the waiter of some demon king." An Ran said that she was about to jump off the stage. Those people looked at each other, and after being surprised, they began to sneer: "Who do you think you are? Do you still think about the supremacy of faith? When is it now?" Well, the Virgin and the Son of God are dead long ago, the devil is the one who rules this world, we all have to listen to the devil, besides, it is not a shame to be a servant of the devil, not only can you get close to His Majesty the devil, but also To be able to obtain his magic power is something that no one can ask for."

"Obtain his magic power?" An Ran raised her head, feeling a bad premonition in her heart: "...What kind of magic power?"

"Of course it's the magic power of lust." Those people looked at him strangely: "Where did you get in? Why don't you understand anything?"

They pointed at An Ran on the stage, and called to the guards next to him: "Pull him down quickly, and interrogate who he is, and what is the purpose of coming to us? Does he have evil intentions and wants to take this opportunity to harm His Majesty?" ?”

The guards rushed forward to arrest An Ran, but An Ran nimbly dodged him. He kicked away those around who were trying to catch him, and jumped off the high platform nimbly, preparing to escape. To catch him, when the scene was in chaos, a clear and sonorous female voice suddenly came from across the sea of ​​people:

"Quiet, everyone go back to their places."

As soon as this statement came out, the crowd that had been rioting just now really quieted down. Those people let go of An Ran one after another, and obediently returned to their positions, making way for the crowded crowd.An Ran rubbed the sore shoulder that had just been pinched, and raised her head inadvertently, but was surprised to find that the person who spoke was an acquaintance——

She was wearing a long rose red dress, with a gold brooch in the shape of a musical note pinned to her chest, shining brightly in the darkness; her long, reddish-brown hair was curled softly around her On her shoulders, she looks like a wealthy daughter who is about to attend a dinner party in the real world, making people almost forget that this is a weird and cruel blood moon game.

Xiaoyi.

It's Xiaoyi who plays the harp, and Ailanyo's vocal teacher Xiaoyi.

"It seems that your election is not going very well." When she walked over, she glanced at An Ran lightly, and when he was stiff, she looked away lightly.

"If you still can't choose a better person after three days, then this position must belong to me." She smiled brightly, with a hint of flamboyance in her words.

"Of course. Who else could it be if it wasn't you?" The people in the audience complimented one after another: "This position is tailor-made for you. Only your singing voice is worthy of the most charming source of magic power."

"Thank you, but I still want to say...you guys are absurd." Xiaoyi lowered her eyes, her clear and soft voice did not fluctuate.

Suddenly, she raised her head again, and asked casually: "But I suddenly remembered, didn't you say that there is a very talented little singer here? It is said that his voice is very beautiful, and it reminds people of jade and jade. Fountain...and he's a very sweet boy—did I just miss his performance?"

"This..." The people in the audience exchanged glances guiltyly, and said falteringly: "There is something wrong with his voice... I'm afraid he won't be able to sing anymore, so you should stop thinking about him."

"Really? That's good." Xiaoyi narrowed her eyes: "In this case, let's see you in three days."

After Xiaoyi finished speaking, she turned and left. People on both sides bent down and took off their hats. Every time she took a step, they would sprinkle delicate rose petals on the road ahead to express their praise for her.

roses...

This was the first time An Ran saw roses after coming here.He suddenly thought of something, looked up and saw a delicate red rose tied around Xiaoyi's neck——

"Why did you sprinkle rose petals on the ground?" An Ran grabbed a person next to her and asked anxiously.

"Don't you know who that lord just now is? She is from Baicheng. She has been a music official in Baicheng since the time when the Virgin Mary was in power, until now. She has a name called Miss Rose. You don't know that. Do you know?" The man asked strangely: "Where did you come from? Why don't you know anything?"

Miss Rose, Xiaoyi is Miss Rose?How has he never heard of this name? !

Wait, listen to what they mean, now the Virgin and the Son of God are dead, and the devil rules the mainland, and they are holding some kind of election meeting now, let everyone show their talents, to decide who will be the servant of the devil, and this waiter can not only be close Get in touch with the devil king, and you can also inherit the magic power of the king!

That is to say, now is the time when Rose, the demon king of lust, is born?

So who is Rose?

An Ran put her eyes on Xiao Yi who had gone away, staring at the rose on her neck, her pupils shrunk: That's right, it's her!Xiao Yi is the future Lust Demon King Rose!

An Ran thought carefully about Rose's appearance, and couldn't help but shudder——

Thinking about it now, it seems that Rose's face is indeed similar to Xiaoyi's from certain angles, but Xiaoyi's appearance is more pure and beautiful, while Rose's face is more charming and coquettish!

Is it possible that Xiaoyi is the former Rose?Although I don't know why she, as Alanyue's vocal teacher, became the devil in charge of lust in the end, but she is called Miss Rose, and she is the most likely person to become the king's servant. The source of lust is always inseparable from her!

He hurriedly pushed away the crowd, and chased after Xiao Yi who had gone far away. Those people looked at his back, shook their heads in puzzlement, and asked in whispers: "Who is this person?"

Although An Ran reacted fairly quickly, there were too many people in the middle. After Xiao Yi left, those people started walking around in a disorderly manner again, and the scene became chaotic in an instant. Yi rushed out of the crowd, only to find that Xiaoyi had long since disappeared.

When he was looking around, he suddenly saw a rose garden not far in front of him. The scale of this rose garden is naturally incomparable with Rose's Rose Kingdom later, but it looks like a burning ball from a distance. Lie Yan still has a glamorous and decadent beauty.

An Ran thought of the way Xiaoyi was walking on the rose petals just now, and thought that maybe she would come here, so he entered the rose garden. While searching in the rose garden, he called Xiaoyi's name, but it was a pity that he searched for a long time , he didn't even find anyone in the rose garden. Just as he was disheartened and about to leave, he turned around and bumped into someone.

Ah, it hurts!

An Ran rubbed her nose, raised her eyes to look up, but froze in place——

"Thanks, Xie Yi?" He looked at the man in black in disbelief, opened his mouth a few times, but finally asked dryly: "...So you are here, I finally found you."

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[1] Excerpted from the second "Spring" of "Burana"