"Big brother, your flute is so good!" The night cold who was in his thoughts was suddenly brought back to his senses by a childish child's voice.

Styx Han slowly turned his head and saw a little girl standing beside him at some point.

The child looked about ten years old, with a round face and big eyes, and looked like a beautiful rag doll.

His eyes were clean, like a puddle of clear water, without any impurities, and she stood there, blinking and looking at him with her head held high with her big beautiful eyes.

Nightshade looked at her and smiled slightly, "Really?"

"Yes, this is the best song I've ever heard, can my brother teach me?" the girl blinked wide, staring at the night cold.

'Resentment' is a song that can soothe emotions and soothe the soul, this little girl about ten years old wants to learn?

She's still so young, can he understand the tune?

"Okay, but I have one condition, if you can tell the meaning of this song, I will teach you. "This is not an ordinary song, this is a song that my mother has seen a lot of life and death partings, and she is sad about the parting in this world, so she made a song.

The purpose is to make those souls who come to the Netherworld no longer have so much sentimentality.

"Brother, you have a touch of sadness and melancholy in this song, brother, are you playing this song because you are in a bad mood?" The little girl blinked her big round eyes and looked at the cold night, "If my brother is in a bad mood, you can go to my house, my aunt will tell a lot of stories, just make sure you are in a good mood after listening." ”

Styx Han smiled faintly, although the child looked no more than ten years old, he could tell the rhyme and understand the meaning of the song.

"Do you like this song very much?" Styx Han squatted down and made eye contact with the little girl, "This song is very difficult, not easy to learn." ”

"Brother, do you look down on me?" the little girl stared at the handsome face of the dark night, her face was stubborn, "I just listened to this song once, you blow it again, I promise to learn." ”

"So powerful?"

"Of course, I'm naturally interested in music, plus I have a good brain, my brother will play it again, I will definitely be able to learn!"

"Okay, one last time, if you can't learn, you can't blame my brother for not teaching you. ”

"No, if you still can't learn, I'll invite my brother to eat bamboo rice!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

"Hmm. ”

Styx Han smiled and stood up, leaning against the willow tree and blowing "resentment".

Originally, the song had a touch of sadness, and in this empty night, the sound of the flute seemed even more lonely and sad.

"Woo ......" suddenly thought of a different accompaniment around him, and fused with the resentment of the cold night, the song suddenly changed its taste, and the sorrow of the original song was gone, replaced by the beauty of emptiness.

Looking at the turquoise lake in front of him and listening to the melodious and empty music, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of the cold mouth in the dark night, and his heart was never at peace.

After finishing the song, Styx Han put down the piccolo and looked at the little girl who was only ten years old next to him, "How did you do it?"

Just put the bamboo leaves to your mouth and play with him, and the style of this 'resentment' changed, just like the wind at night, gently, softly, and there was an indescribable sense of tranquility when I listened to it.

"It's nothing, I think this song is a little sad, I use bamboo leaves to accompaniment, to soothe the sorrow and sadness in it......"

"You're a musical genius!"

"Hehe, my aunt also praised me like this, but the children in the village didn't like me, and they said that the 'ghost song' I played didn't want to play with me. "315 Chinese Net

"You play it so well, how can it be a ghost song?"

"Because when I play the tune, the butterflies that were originally flying will stop, the birds will stand quietly on the branches and say nothing, and all the little animals will be motionless, so they say that I play ghost songs, that I am a ghost girl......" The girl said and became sad, "Brother, I don't play ghost songs, I just like quiet songs, so I mostly play peaceful and quiet tunes......"

"You're not playing a ghost song, but a song that can calm people's hearts......"

"But they all said I was playing a ghost song......

"That's a tune they don't understand about you......"

"Really?"

"Hmm. ”

"Then I'll blow it to my big brother?"

"Wow......"

"Woo...... Woo ......" The little girl put a bamboo leaf to her lips, the quiet and melodious tune sounded, and the night cold closed her eyes, at that moment, he felt his heart at peace like never before......

"Brother, do you think I'm good at blowing?" At the end of the song, the little girl blinked her eyes and looked at the cold night.

"It's good...... and it gives people the idea that they want to listen to it forever......

No, how could he feel that way?

Listen to it forever?!

"Little sister, why do you play such a tune?" This tune is very good, but after listening to it for a long time, it will make people indulge in it, and then achieve the purpose of controlling people's hearts.

No wonder the birds stop, because this song is addictive!

"It was taught to me by an older sister, and she said that there is too much sorrow in this world, so I should use music to soothe the sorrow in this world. ”

The night was cold for a moment, and suddenly there was a trace of interest in the little girl's sister.

A woman who can play a way to control people's minds must not be an ordinary woman.

But in such a remote town, the people here live and work in peace and contentment, and this woman seems so incompatible with everything here.

"Little sister, can you take me to her?" Nightshade was so curious, what kind of woman could play such a tune?

What has she been through?

"Yes, my sister's place is not far from here, brother, I'll take you there." The little girl took the hand of the cold night, very happy, "My sister has been in our town for five years, and she will play tunes every day, and the tunes she plays are very good, and we all love to listen to them, but I always feel that my sister is very sad, and the tunes played by the eldest brother and the tunes played by my sister are just as good, and if my sister sees you, she will definitely be very happy." ”

"Really?" Hearing her say this, Nightshade became even more curious about the little girl's sister.

"Hmm. The little girl talked to the Nightshade as she walked forward with the Nightshade.

At the end of the road there was a thatched hut with some unknown small wildflowers planted in the yard, and the lights in the house were on, proving that the owner of the house had not yet slept.

In the distance, the melodious sound of the piano was heard from the thatched hut, and the tone of the piano was not high, gentle, bringing people a quiet beauty.

When he approached the thatched house, the night cold was already fascinated by this song, what kind of person can play such a beautiful music?

Because he was so fascinated, he unconsciously walked into the courtyard, and then took out the piccolo and played it with the sound of the piano.