190 Ancient Culture Messenger (one update)

Tina was slightly stunned, and the white moonlight fell on the director's old cheek and the ancient and mysterious bone flute in her hand, which made Tina have a desire to talk. Of course, it was just a momentary impulse. She resisted her unrealistic thoughts and said with a smile, "The director, I have never heard it. Such touching music seems to occupy people's souls for a moment.

The director looked up at her carefully. He was a little confused for a moment, but did not ask. He whispered, "This is the ancient requiem of our tribe. It is played in the moonlight, and even the lonely and depressed soul can be comforted."

Tina's heart was slightly cold. Is that so? Because her soul did not belong to Xintian's body, she was panicked at that moment and almost did not lose her soul.

She looked at the bone flute in the director's hand. The delicate and hard texture somehow aroused her desire to touch it.

It was strange that she knew that the bone flute was a little strange, but she couldn't suppress her idea of taking risks.

She looked at the bone flute with eager eyes and asked softly, "How can it be made of eagle's wing bones? What's the story in the middle? How many years has it been?"

Listening to her continuous questions, the director couldn't help laughing and said, "I don't know how many years it has, maybe hundreds of years, maybe a thousand years, maybe thousands of years, but I know its story, which has been passed down by the tribe. The hunters with the highest hunting skills in the tribe have an inseparable eagle. They are the best partners, so when the eagle dies, the hunter made a bone flute with the wing bones of the eagle to commemorate it, carried it with him, and took it out and played it when he missed it.

Tina nodded and asked softly, "Did the hunter only make this bone flute?"

The director looked up at her with a smile, shook his head and said, "Then I don't know too well."

Tina looked at the bone flute, and there was an idea of wanting to touch it in her heart. She hadn't spoken yet, but her eager eyes moved the director's heart. This bone flute, her baby was abnormal. Usually the children couldn't move, but she looked at Xin Tian with a smile and said, "Why, do you want to take a closer look?"

Pan Lang and other children looked at Tina with a look of envy.

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Tina nodded gently and respectfully took the bone flute. The quality of the eagle bone was in her hand. It was smooth and delicate, slightly cool, and went deep into the bone marrow. Tina's heart moved, but Xin Tian's appearance appeared extremely clearly in her mind. She looked at it with a smile and turned around and walked away. At that moment, it seemed to be very difficult for a long time. She understood slightly in her mind that it seemed that Xin Tian hinted something to herself with the help of psychic things, but she couldn't suppress her excitement, and there were tears in her eyes.

Her fingers patrolled the body of the flute, stroked the uneven traces at one end, and her heart moved. Could it be that the bone flute still had a name?

She gently raised the bone flute. The flute was full of mysterious brilliance. There were signs of words at one end of the flute, but Tina didn't know the tedious and ancient hieroglyphic writing.

She looked up at the director and asked softly, "Is this its name?"

The director nodded and replied, "Those two words are siblings, which are the words of our tribe. The hunter regards his eagle friend as siblings, which is why he has such a name."

Tina was moved in her heart. She touched the bone flute, but suddenly had a strange idea and asked, "It's like brothers. This meaning is really good. Why do I think this bone flute should also be a pair, so that it is not lonely, and maybe there is a similar existence."

The director smiled loudly and looked at Tina and said, "Maybe, this flute has been passed down for generations. I don't know whether it was originally a pair or a single one. Even if there is, it must be a predestined person to meet it."

Tina stroked the bone flute, and a strange feeling of familiarity gushed out of her heart. Unexpectedly, she wanted to make a wish in her heart to help it find another one. But he knew that it was a little strange, and he just smiled with emotion.

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Pan Lang patted her gently on the shoulder and said, "Tiantian, you have been looking at this bone flute for a long time, and you'd better return it to the director as soon as possible. To be honest, no one else has even touched this flute."

Tina blushed slightly and respectfully handed the bone flute back to the director.

Pan Lang continued, "Do you think it's amazing? There are many magical things on the director. In addition to the bone flute, she has a lot of things that we don't know."

Tina turned her head and looked at Pan Lang in surprise.

There was a soft light in Pan Lang's eyes, which was softer than the moonlight tonight. He said, "The director is the ancient cultural messenger of the Hezab tribe recognized by the government. Hezab is the representative tribe of the ancient culture in the upper reaches of the Yellow River. There are many valuable and meaningful cultural traditions, which are known by old people like the director."

After all, he didn't know much about this, so after saying that, he turned to the director for proof and said, "Ah, the director, I'm right."

The director smiled and nodded gently. In fact, there is nothing to show off. Nowadays, people have a lot of things to do. In fact, no one cares about these. Except for the title of the government and some subsidies, there are no other abnormalities. She is not the only messenger of ancient culture. Some people would rather live in seclusion and live a simple and quiet life in an isolated place. Someone else came out to work as a consultant lecturer in the cultural exhibition hall built by the government. She is still the same as before, guarding a group of children and feels the happiest.

Tina looked at the director and her quiet and warm smile, and admired her more.

Xiao Yezi listened to several people chatting and looked boredly into the sky. Suddenly, he saw that the moon was big, round and beautiful, and he couldn't help laughing.

Everyone was supposed to listen attentively to the director and others, but suddenly heard Xiao Yezi's laughter and looked at her curiously. Xiao Yezi smiled shyly and said, "Why are you all staring at me?"

Pan Lang looked at her and asked with a smile, "Then what did you laugh just now?"

Xiao Yezi can't answer, and it's not easy to directly say that their conversation is boring. She can only point to the moon in the sky and say, "I laugh, I just laugh at the moon. Look how round the moon is tonight."

Her inspiration borrowed Pan Changjiang's classic lines made everyone laugh. For a moment, the laughter spread far away, and the quiet night was lively. Through the smiling eyes, it seemed that the moon in the sky really smiled.

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The crowded airport is bustling and lively. People scattered all over the country gather here every day, and then they are scattered again.

There is a saying in China that a hundred years have been built in the same boat, and a thousand years have been repaired to sleep together. At that time, the plane had not been invented. Otherwise, people would say that it has been many years to fly in the sky in the same plane. Tina looked at the pedestrians coming and going at the airport. On the surface, she was quiet, but she refused to be quiet in her mind and kept thinking. Keep asking.

Sum, Manager Wang of the Administration Department, who accompanied her to pick up Luo Qunhang Xiaoxing, coughed gently and said, "Why did they come? The news was so fast. Our Mr. Luo is really different now."