In the early morning, a little civet cat with silver fur ran to the top of the mountain and faced a skeleton in a tattered green coat hanging from a big tree.

"Master, can I go out to play after practicing the flute today?" The little tanuki tilted his head and waited for a while, only to see that the head of the skeleton seemed to be blown by the wind, and nodded his head lightly, the little tanuki jumped happily, ran to the tree, ran to the side of the skeleton with a light car, pulled the calf bone, and easily dragged it down, and took a closer look, there were several small holes on it, hollow in the middle, and it was a bone flute made of calf bones.

I found a branch and sat down, shaking my little feet and happily practicing the new song taught by the master a few nights ago.

Practice over and over again, as long as the blowing is wrong or the rhythm is wrong, the skeleton will keep swaying, making a 'click~click' sound, and then the little tanuki knows that he has to start blowing again.

It wasn't until she had blown the whole song twice that it was already late (between 13 and 15 o'clock), her stomach was rumbling, and instead of immediately leaving to look for food, she untied a strip of blue cloth from the tree, which must have been torn from the clothes on the drum tower, and wrapped it around her waist and pinned the flute around her waist.

If she is only active in the mountains, she will put the bone flute back into the skeleton, but if you want to go out of the mountain to play, then you must bring it, this is required by the master, she herself feels that it is not necessary, she has always been very well-behaved, and she only sees the main thing when she goes out to play, and after seeing the delicious food, she can eat it again after asking clearly, so it has been very smooth several times since she went out, and there have been no accidents, and she has even brought back several good things, and even the master praised her as a companion of good luck.

For example, two demons in the Huadan Realm are competing for one that will help you cultivate. Jin Yihua', the two sides fought for two days and one night, and finally both died, the little civet cat passed by, looked beautiful, and dug it back to plant itself; and once, in the cold autumn season, she saw a tree, the leaves were still green, standing out in the orange yellow around her, the tree also had an orange long strip of fruit like a banana, when she got close to the past to watch, a green snake suddenly swooped down from above, she didn't realize it, she was about to be bitten by the green snake, a big eagle fell from the sky, caught the green snake in its claws, and went away, she only felt a strong wind from behind, blowing herself down the tree, and when she got up, she found that she was holding the orange banana in her hand, looked left and right in a panic, found that there was no one around, and hurriedly ran back to the 'Yexiao Mountain' like a thief, after identification, it was an 'orange moon banana', that kind of tree only bears such a one for a hundred years, and it can replenish spiritual power after eating, and it is a good helper for a protracted war.

Because of this, the skeleton skeleton was much more relieved for her to go down the mountain, but she never thought that her luck would not go with her when she went down the mountain this time.

The little raccoon cat went down the mountain, in the journey from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, she solved her lunch by the way, jumping and humming a little song, although the mountain is very beautiful and good, but the outside world is also very good, after all, no matter how beautiful things will be tired of seeing more, novelty things are often easier to attract people's hearts.

She finished shopping around Yexiao Mountain, today she is going to go to the north a little farther away, and then next time it is a little farther in the south, and then next time it is the east, as for the farther place in the west, the master will not let go, saying that it is close to the edge of the Despair Ridge, she has been there secretly once last time, and she saw from a distance, after leaving the forest is a yellow sand plain, on the endless yellow sand plain, you can vaguely see a boxy black stone in the distance, after going back that time, she was severely trained by the master, and she can only go down the mountain to play after playing the complete tune five hundred times, and threaten her, if there is a next time, she will not be allowed to go down the mountain again。

In fact, a few days ago, she finished playing the whole song a hundred times, but she didn't dare to immediately propose to go out to play, for fear that the master's anger had not subsided, and after waiting for two days, she finally couldn't hold it back, so she asked tentatively.

After half a year away from the outside world, she came out again, and felt that the air was fresher, as always, when she saw the birds gathered on the tree, she secretly climbed up the tree, and suddenly opened her teeth and claws to scare them, and she was very happy to see them flying all over the sky because she was frightened by herself; when she saw the flowers, she jumped in, rolled around, and when she saw the beautiful flowers, she picked them and made them into a wreath and put them on her head; when she saw the fruit that she had never seen, she stood and watched it carefully, and kept it in her mind, so that she could go back and ask the Master if she could eat this kind of fruit; and when she saw it, she saw ......

Standing on the tree and watching the two wild mountains attacking and fighting, the two sides have come and gone, between the strengths, she looked back at the sky, and found that the night was about to fall, the sun began to hide behind the peak, looking at the afterglow of the sunset, suddenly interested, took out the bone flute around his waist, and slowly played the song that he practiced in the morning.

The sound of the song wandered in the air, into the ears of the two wild pheasants fighting below, into the ears of the birds hovering in the air and preparing to return home, into the ears of the elk grazing in the distance, into the hearts of butterflies and bees who were still diligently collecting nectar among the flowers, and into the hearts of the little monks who were digging wild mountain mushrooms next to the dead trees.

When she finished blowing a song unwillingly, she found that all kinds of birds and beasts were all around her, all looking at her infatuatedly, butterflies and bees hovering around her, like the stars and the moon, she was a little embarrassed, and looked down to see a creature that seemed to be the same kind as the master, but there was no hair on the head, and it was not transparent, and it was not as tall as the master, and it was not as good-looking as the master, this was the first time she saw a creature that might be the same kind of the master, so she looked at him curiously, and the little monk smiled and looked at her and looked at herself.

Suddenly, the phrase "Amitabha" resounded in the hearts of all the 'audience' who were obsessively looking at the little civet cat, and they all came to their senses for a while and looked around blankly.

An old monk dragged a bowl with both hands from a hundred zhang away, one step of dozens of zhang, instantly came to the little monk who was still looking at the little civet cat, stretched out a hand and patted it on the shoulder, the little monk trembled, looked back and saw his master, frightened and hurriedly lowered his head and folded his hands, the old monk sighed, took the cloth bag around his waist, and gently threw it up, without waiting for the little civet cat to react, it was included in it.

The cloth bag fluttered back into the old monk's hand, held it up in front of the little monk and said, "When you return to the temple, you put it in the 'Demon Suppression Cave'." ”

The little monk honestly took it in his hand, pinned it to his waist, bowed his head and said, "Master, I'm sorry." ”

"We're in the Demon Temple, first cultivate the strength and then cultivate the mind, which is different from the meditation of the Wankong Temple, and you can't blame it all, but this has become a knot in your heart, and it will be of great benefit to your future cultivation of the mind. ”

The old monk turned around and continued to hurry, and the little monk followed silently behind him with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.