yes. Is this thing really different?

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little hesitant about the knowledge he had always believed in. The slightly furrowed eyebrows and innocent expression made the old man angrier for a moment.

"Yes! Great! Then you show it to the old man!"

"Yes"

No matter how much he says, it's best to convince him directly with the facts. As for the old man's hesitation and disagreement, they can only bury it in their hearts for the time being.

I walked forward, and the girl took two steps back and walked away.

Looking down, the flute floats quietly in the air. The approach of this time allows me to see it more clearly.

At a glance, the body is green and natural, I can't see any impurities. The two ends of the flute are smooth, as if the eighteen holes were formed naturally, with no trace of man-made traces visible. Under the crystal appearance, the general coldness is accompanied by tears and the warmth of life.

Hold it gently and cross your hands.

Hold still and lift slowly.

When the flute finally blew through my mouth, I took a deep breath, left a little memory, and started my own performance. For a while, the girl and the old man seemed to be dominated by his actions, and they became quiet together, and only gentle breathing could be heard.

Close your eyes and feel it.

Use your own movements to gently press a sound hole with your fingers and carefully feel the vibrations from the flute body. The sound gradually came out, melodious and melodious.

The only two listeners, their eyes glazed over in obvious surprise when a syllable came on.

The girl didn't expect him to do this. The old man didn't expect that this thing could really make a sound! ?

Besides, is it still that good?

The lights and soothing notes kept beating in this quiet space, as clear as the sunlight in the woods, and the two listeners gradually closed their eyes. It was an extraordinary beauty that they had never heard of in their lives.

The next second, the situation started to improve!

The soothing, slightly cheerful voice suddenly changed. As this change began, the speed of my fingers suddenly changed.

Hasty but not chaotic, dexterously brushing through the sound hole, the movements are dazzling.

A series of movements brought about a series of continuous changes in syllables, and the nine-day timbre of the Phoenix Song seemed to go straight to the sky! After a while, the blood of several people boiled, and Qi and blood surged.

Then my hands suddenly stopped moving. The sound suddenly stopped and my eyes slowly opened.

In fact, this is not an official song, just a simple script. But the two listeners were clearly terrified.

Is this really a musical instrument? It was just this seemingly ordinary song that changed their mood. So what if there was a sad point where listeners didn't just commit suicide?

It’s just that they don’t know that I’m in a world where I actually own this music. Although not played on a flute.

To their surprise, I looked at the flute again. Suddenly, the illusory voice appeared again.

Hurry up; come on. Hurry up; come on!

Seems like a higher position? Looking up in the direction of his head, his eyes were staring at the white ceiling, and there was no trace of dust.

Now, I just want to know what it is. Why does it always appear in my ears and in my mind. Why are you the only one hearing it. Why does the above look familiar to you?

"Child! Stop looking. You two can't go up there for the time being. If you don't go up, even if you go up, you will only die." The old man said softly. Looking at his appearance, he obviously had a feeling for this place. Indescribable understanding.

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