This flute was borrowed from a classmate, and Wang He didn't know how to play the flute, but it didn't matter, didn't the lyrics say that "the sound of the flute is broken"? Wang He speculated in his heart that if he played the flute so miserably, it was estimated that he would be able to reach the realm of "the sound of the flute was broken."

Wang He recalled the lyrics while looking at the scenery in front of him:

"There's a pavilion that's right. This road is said to have been built at least in the Qing Dynasty, and it must be an ancient road. The grass on both sides of this road is continuous, although it is not as exaggerated as reaching the sky, but it should be enough. It's already evening, and it's the evening breeze blowing. As for the willow tree, let me see, hey, there really are willow trees!"

Wang He looked at the pavilion from afar, and along the way, he kept counting the key words in the lyrics, and when he counted "the evening breeze blows the willows", he looked up, but he didn't expect that the few tall trees outside the pavilion were really willows!

"Now it's all together, the sun is setting, and there is no flute to hear. ”

Wang He took out the bamboo flute and textbook from his schoolbag, and sang the complete lyrics first:

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening breeze blows the willow flute, the sunset outside the mountain, the end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered, life is rare to gather, only parting more. Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green, ask when you will go, and don't linger when you come. The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered, a pot of turbidity is sprinkled with all the joy, don't dream cold tonight. ”

When he first started singing, Wang He was thinking about completing the task as soon as possible, and the singing was a bit perfunctory, and when he sang to the second paragraph, he recalled his identity when he crossed back, remembered his parents, wife and children, and was a little depressed, and he unconsciously sang a little devoted.

After singing, he was silent for a long time, looked at the flute in his hand, and then put the flute to his mouth, pressed his fingers on the two holes, and blew gently:

"Flying ......"

A strange sound sounded, and with Wang He's fingers pressing rhythmically, a flute sound without a sense of rhythm floated out of the flute:

"Whew...... Suddenly...... Fly Lure ...... Shh......h

Fortunately, the task has been completed, and after hearing Xiao Ai's soft voice, Wang He checked the task log:

[Congratulations to Wang He, you have completed the "Farewell" task!]

【You have earned:】

[1. 100 XP]

[2, one one-star card]

Wang He checked the card bar, clicked on this "flute" card, the person in the oval on the card could not see the front, only a back, judging from the half flute exposed on the left side of his head, this person was playing the flute, a few willow branches flew out on his left, and between the mountains in the distance, a round of golden sun was exuding a soft light.

The gray belt underneath the oval is written in two large gold letters: Flute!

There are five asterisks lined up below the belt, only the first one is a real star, and the other four are imaginary stars: ★ ☆☆☆☆

Below the asterisk, are a few lines of text:

[With this card, you can play any tune]

[Duration: 5 minutes.] 】

[How to use: Silently recite "the sound of the evening breeze blowing the willow flute" in your heart. After meditating, 100 XP points will be deducted. 】

[Note: Can only be used once within 24 hours.] 】

"It's another chicken rib card. ”

Wang He put away the card and sighed, thinking in his heart that this card was the same as the secret police card, it was useless to keep it, and it was a pity to abandon it.

"Keep it, in case a mission fails, you can top up the existing cards when you want to deduct the existing cards. ”

Wang He was thinking like this, when he suddenly heard a woman's laughter:

"Poof!"

Wang He was startled, took two steps back, and shouted:

"Who?"

"Lazy, don't be sad, when I'm your age, I blow like you, hehe. ”

A woman walked out of the bushes next to the willow tree as she spoke.

The woman looked to be in her thirties, about 1.6 meters tall, with shoulder-length hair, a red and white plaid shirt, blue pants, and a pair of black cloth shoes on her feet.

Wang He looked at her sweet smile, a mouthful of white teeth, a little trance in front of him, and didn't pay attention to the man behind her, and a man came out with her:

"Huh, you're not that, what's that movie called...... By the way, you look like the proprietress in the movie "Furong Town"!"

The woman originally thought that the appearance of this young man playing the flute was very funny, and when she heard this, she was even more happy, and a pair of big eyes on her red face glanced at the middle-aged man next to her, and said with a smile:

"You lazy man say the same thing, alas, but where can I compare to her, she is a big star. ”

Wang He rubbed his eyes, looked at them carefully, shook his head and said:

"It did look similar at first glance, but now that I look closely, it's still a little different. ”

The woman's face froze with a smile, and then she smiled:

"I'll just say, I don't have a beautiful movie star. ”

Wang He didn't care that her smile was a little stiff, and continued:

"No, no, no, you all have your own beauty, she is the beauty of a northern woman, her face plate and skeleton are bigger, you are the beauty of our southern woman, your face shape and body shape are thinner, I think it is more in line with the aesthetics of our southerners. ”

As soon as the woman heard this, the embarrassed smile on her face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and she twisted her body and smiled like a flower:

"Ouch, who are you a lazy man, this mouth is too good at talking, how many little girls will be fascinated by you in the future. ”

After speaking, she also deliberately asked the man next to her for verification:

"Did you say, Qitai?"

This man was none other than Chen Qitai, the middle-aged man in the rejuvenation hall where Wang He was treated, wearing a gray cardigan, black pants, and black old-fashioned mille-feuille shoes.

Chen Qitai is about 1.75 meters tall, with a strong body, a short hair, a Chinese face, and a short beard on the top of his lips and chin.

Chen Qitai saw that this woman seemed to mean something else, and coughed and said:

"Xiuying, didn't you say you wanted to meet that young hero? ”

When the beautiful woman Xiuying heard this, she said in surprise:

"What? He's a nunchuck......? Are you Wang He?"

Wang He saw that this man was silent, so he diverted the previous topic, and thought to himself, why did he still come to me:

"Yes, I am Wang He, just like a fake. ”

Xiuying looked Wang He up and down a few times, and praised:

"I heard about you catching a murderer the other day, and I thought you were a strong young man, but I didn't expect you to be so thin. ”

Wang He smiled:

"The law doesn't stipulate that only fat people can catch murderers, right? Okay, it's getting late, I'm going back. ”

Xiuying hurriedly said:

"Alas, wait. ”

Wang He just put the flute and music textbook into his bag, looked up and asked:

"Do you have a mess?"

Xiuying's mind turned sharply, and she hesitated for a moment before smiling:

"Do you want to play the flute here? I don't think you have mastered the trick, I played the flute very well when I was young, if you want to learn, you can come to Bailongzhai to find me on holidays, I can teach you." If you come, just say that you are looking for Aunt Xiuying, and someone will show you the way. ”

Wang He was a little puzzled, but after a moment's thought, he asked:

"If I go, will I take care of the food in the village?"

Xiuying smiled dumbly:

"Of course, there are chickens, ducks and fish, so you can eat well and be full. ”

Wang He smiled:

"Well, if the time is right another day, I'll come to Bailongzhai. If it's okay, I'll go first. Bye. ”