Chapter 79 The Use of Ink Flute

Xiao Le closed her eyes and played the ink flute. Sometimes it is like chirling in an infinitely quiet valley; sometimes it seems to be noisy in the depths of the forest in spring; sometimes it turns into the chirling of birds. Did I blow it just now?" Xiaole couldn't believe her ears.

"You blew it just now. It's so beautiful." Anzi couldn't help but admire Xiaole a little more.

"I remember that the ink flute is also a spiritual flute. It only recognizes one owner. Whoever is its owner can play it, and it can play the most beautiful sound in the world. One of its biggest and greatest uses is to let all snakes listen to the command of this flute." Chu Chao remembered the ink flute that was popular in those years.

"Is that so?" Anzi looked around. There are no snakes!"

"Xiaole, you blow again, don't stop playing." Chu Chao's heart also began to be eager to try.

"Yes." Xiaole began to play again, and now, there are really wonders. Xiaole went to find the snakes and poisonous snakes in Xiaoyin's cave and slowly squirmed this way, and some snakes around her slowly squirmed out.

"Xiaole, blow faster and look at the tree over there." Chu Chao pointed to a tree not far away.

Xiaole nodded, accelerated the rhythm, and looked at the trees over there. Unexpectedly, a scene appeared, and all the snakes attacked the tree. The people present were stunned when they looked at this scene. Xiaole, slowly reduce your rhythm and slowly. Xiaole nodded and slowly reduced it. The snake slowly dispersed, and the snake dispersed at the end.

"Wow!" Anzi was more interested in the tree and looked at the dense snake tooth marks on the tree. What would happen to a person?"

"There is no doubt that you will die." Wanxuan looked at the scene just now and couldn't help but let out these four words.

"Dad, why is this flute so magical?" Xiaole is full of curiosity about the flute in his hand.

"Xiaole, since Xiaoyin helped it find its owner, you have to make good use of it, okay?"

"Yes, Dad." Xiaole held the flute tightly.

"Brother Chao, why can't each of us blow it? Is it because Xiaole is its owner? Wanxuan still doesn't understand.

"Yes, because we have tried it just now, and we can't blow it. Only Xiaole blows it, which proves that Xiaole is its owner."

"Then I can use this to avenge my parents and avenge Xiaoyin." Xiaole looked at the flute.

"Xiaole, you have to remember that this flute is very spiritual. What kind of person its owner is and what kind of flute it is." Chu Chao told Xiaole the seriousness of this matter.

"That is to say, Xiaole is a good person and a decent person, so the flute is also a decent flute, punishing evil and promoting good; if Xiaole is a person with bad intentions, will this flute do evil?" Anzi understood what Chu Chao said in this way.

"That's right." Chu Chao is very satisfied with Anzi's immediate ability.

"Then I understand. Dad must want me to be a decent person!" Xiaole held the flute tightly. Only if he doesn't do it again, I won't."

"That's good."

"It's late at night and go to bed early." Wanxuan said gently to everyone.

"I hope I won't have nightmares tonight." Anzi said as he walked to the inner room.

"It's okay. If you can't sleep, I'll blow it to you." Xiaole followed Anzi.

"Exit's free."

"It sounds good."

"No."

Xiaole, who walked halfway, turned around. Mom and Dad, you should have a good dream! Xiaoyin, see you tomorrow.

"Good."

"Do you think they will avenge us?" Wanxuan asked worriedly.

"Yes! Otherwise, we won't allow him to take revenge.

"It's up to you."

"Then go to sleep!"

Chu Chao and Wanxuan helped each other back to the inner room to rest.

Xiaole lay in ** and couldn't sleep. She kept looking at Mo Di. Anzi saw that Xiaole was not sleeping yet. Why don't you sleep yet?"

"Anzi, do you think I will become a heinous bad guy in a few years?" Xiaole looked at the ink flute in a daze.

"No matter how many years later, what will you become? I will be by your side." Anzi has decided to follow Xiaole in this life.

"What if I'm a bad person?" Xiaole turned his head to Anzi.

"You won't." Anzi smiled confidently at Xiaole.

Looking at Anzi so confidently, Xiaole couldn't help asking. Why?"

"Because I know you are kind-hearted."

"Well, I can't be a bad person." Xiaole nodded if something happened.

"Good people go to bed! Do you have to get up early tomorrow?" Anzi slowly closed his eyes.

"Good, go to bed." Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes to sleep.

Lary night, Xiaole still couldn't sleep. She sat by the window and looked at the moon outside. What are you doing? Are you thinking about me? How are you and Xi Yuexian? Like me, do you have a baby?) Xiaole looked at the bright moon and remembered her friends in the 21st century. Unconsciously, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed.)

"No, no." Anzi kept shouting no in his sleep.

Xiao Le turned his head and looked at Anzi. It's really a nightmare!" Anzi, Anzi." Xiaole got out of bed and walked to Anzi's bedside.

"No!" Anzi woke up and saw Xiaole standing beside him and hurriedly hugged Xiaole. You're still here, you're still here."

Being in Anzi's sudden embrace, Xiaole was shocked and gently touched his head. What's wrong?"

Knowing that Xiaole was still by his side, Anzi's heart was relieved at this time. I dreamed that you fell into a pool of blood. I also dreamed that you were surrounded by Yunfeng, Xi Yuexian, Yiran Niangniang, a little boy, and Xiaoyin. You closed your eyes like this and couldn't wake up.

Xiaole felt the trembling of Anzi's body. No, it's usually a dream come true.

"Don't happen." Xiaole could hear that Anzi's voice was trembling.

Xiao Le tried his best to comfort Anzi. No, how could I leave you?"

"Promise me never to leave me, okay?" Anzi asked like a child.

Xiao Le smiled. I will never leave you."

"That's good." At this time, Anzi let go of Xiaole and smiled. Nightmares will not come true."

"Fool." Looking at Anzi even defending himself in his dream, he was moved and grateful. Go to sleep!"

"Hmm. Go to bed, too!" Anzi lay down and watched Xiaole stand by the bed.

"If I watch you sleep, you won't have nightmares." Xiaole sat next to Anzi and held Anzi's hand.

"Hmm." Anzi nodded happily and closed his eyes. I haven't heard you sing for a long time. Anzi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xiaole.

"Okay, I'll sing it for you." Xiaole thought for a moment.

"Who makes you moved, who makes your heart hurt? Who makes you occasionally want to hold him in your arms? Who cares about your dreams? Who says that your mind will understand who touches you? If a woman always waits until late at night to give her youth without regret, he will treat you. Never ask her more about whether it's better to be naive for the person she loves. Who makes you moved. Who will make you want to hold him in your arms occasionally? Who cares about your dreams? Who says that he will understand your thoughts and who touches you? It's just that women are easy to be deeply in love and always trapped by love. Finally, but a woman's love is her soul. She can dedicate her life to the person she loves. If a woman always waits until the night and gives his youth without regrets, he It's just that women are easy to fall in love with you. They are always trapped and deeper. But a woman's love is her soul. She can devote her life to the person she loves. At the end of the song, Xiaole remembered only one person. He looked down and saw that Anzi had fallen asleep. Xiaole returned to his ** to sleep, but how could he sleep on such a night?

"Xiaole, were you singing last night?" Wanxuan got up, and Xiaole had finished breakfast.

Xiao Le smiled. Yes, Anzi had a nightmare last night.

"It seems that you already have your mother's experience!"

"I don't know! Just singing, Anzi fell asleep soon, and he had nightmares. Xiaole remembered the dream that Anzi said last night.

"What kind of nightmare did you have?" Wanxuan is helping.

"He dreamed that I fell into a pool of blood, surrounded by some of my good friends, a little boy, and Xiao Yin. He said, I slowly closed my eyes and didn't wake up. Last night, I felt his body trembling."

"Of course I will tremble when I dream of your death. From the day you came, I knew that Anzi cared about you and cherished you. At first, I thought that you and Anzi were like me and Brother Chao, thinking that you were martyred and jumped off the cliff. Later, when I heard Anzi's title of you, I knew that I guessed wrong.

"Yes, maybe it's because I saved his life and treated him like my own family. He was really good to me, like jumping off a cliff. He also jumped down first." Xiaole is proud to know Anzi.

"Xiaole, in fact, getting along with people is attentive. If you treat the people around you with your heart, they will do the same to you. Wanxuan thinks that the world is still very beautiful.

"Mother, in fact, you and your father have lived under the cliff for a long time. I don't know that the people outside are sinister. Sometimes, if you treat someone well, you will find that he will make you unclear. In the eyes of the people outside, you are the worldly leaders, and we now live in a paradise."

"Is everyone outside so bad now?" Wanxuan still couldn't figure out how bad the people outside were.

"Very bad, very bad." Anzi came back from practicing with Chu Chao. Anzi heard their conversation and picked it up. Mother, you don't know that the people outside are low-eyed. If you are a dignitant, they will flatTER you; if you are a commoner, they will bully you. Anyway, it's as bad as it is.

"Everyone outside is so bad." Wanxuan can't imagine what it will be like.

"You! It's still so simple." Chu Chao often went out to see the changes outside, but Wanxuan did not go out because she was ill.

"It's all you who didn't take me out to have a look." Wanxuan also blamed Chu Chao at this time.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault." Chu Chao doesn't want to compete with Wanxuan, otherwise he can't eat.

"It's almost the same." Wanxuan didn't say anything for the sake of Chu Chao's cooperation.

"Xiao Le. Where's your ink flute? Chu Chao suddenly remembered.

"It's in the inner room. I'll get it." Xiaole went to the inner room to take out the ink flute.

"Dad, what do you want Modi for?" Anzi doesn't understand why Chu Chao wants the ink flute. Isn't it not possible to play?

"We'll know later." Chu Chao also deliberately sold the customs.

"Give." Xiaole put the ink flute in Chu Chao's hand. What else is it for?

"It's very useful." Chu Chao took the ink flute and studied it carefully. Look, there is a small hole here.

Everyone looked at the little hole Chu Chao said. What does this small hole do?

"This small hole is a way to find small silver quickly." Chu Chao looked at Mo Di. No matter where the little silver body is, as long as you blow this small hole, it will listen to the debate and know your position, and it will come to you.

"Is it really so magical?" Xiaole suddenly liked this ink flute.

"You can try it." Chu Chao took the Modi to Xiaole.

"Then I'll try it." Xiaole aimed at the small hole and blew in, and the ink flute made a long cry.

Everyone looked into the distance. Sure enough, Xiaoyin was swimming in the water. Hearing Xiaole's flute, he quickly came to everyone.

"Really!" Xiaole walked to Xiaoyin's side. Xiaoyin, did you come here after hearing this? Xiaole shook Xiaoyin with the ink flute.

Little Silver's tail shook. Haha." Xiaole happily wanted to hug Xiaoyin, but found that his hand could not reach at all. Xiaoyin, as long as you hear this sound in the future, you will come back immediately.

"How do you know?" Wan Xuan looked at Chu Chao.

Chu Chao smiled. According to the rumors, who found the owner of the ink flute with the ink flute, then a small hole on the ink flute can also find him, so I think Xiaoyin found Xiaole with the ink flute. I think the small hole on it can find Xiaoyin.

"Dad is really like a pan-it-not." Xiaole took the ink flute and looked left and left. Dad, do you think this ink flute will be broken?

"It can't be broken unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless its owner's longevity is exhausted, it will automatically fold into two pieces, so it is very spiritual."

"I won't fold it in two." Anzi remembered the dream last night. I won't make that dream come true, no.)

Wanxuan and Xiaole looked at Anzi at the same time. Anzi's expression was so serious and cautious.