At the moment when Bai Ze flew out, Zhao Lianyi stood on the roof of He Xiaowei with the peach blossom sword, obviously to protect He Xiaowei. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the rivers and lakes have their own laws, and Zhao Lianyi doesn't want to show the power of the rivers and lakes in front of He Xiaowei, and he is a person from two worlds.

Obviously, these rats are coming at Bai Ze.

When Bai Ze came out of the yard, these disgusting rats followed.

However, in the room, He Xiaowei was holding a guitar, but she was in a stalemate with the mouse on the table.

He Xiaowei never thought that one day she would encounter such a disgusting thing.

The sound of the flute became more and more rapid, and the rats became more and more irritable, as if they were about to attack.

He Xiaowei swallowed and foamed, thinking about the tune of this flute in her mind, holding the guitar, suddenly holding it in her arms, and playing it.

He Xiaowei popped out a rhythm similar to the flute, and the mouse suddenly became confused, and his blood-red eyes moved away from He Xiaowei, looked around, and then kicked his hind legs and slammed into the door.

He Xiaowei thought that the mouse would be stunned, but no, it knocked out a big hole in the wooden door.

He Xiaowei looked at this strange mouse with a sigh of relief, she had really encountered too many supernatural events recently, and sometimes she wondered if she would have a nervous breakdown.

He Xiaowei carefully opened the door and looked out, but there were countless rats running around the yard.

When I looked up, I saw Hu Yi and Zhu Juan standing on the roof, and I was stunned for a moment and shouted, "What happened?"

Hu Yi replied: "I don't know why, so many rats in the middle of the night, it's so disgusting." ”

He Xiaowei shouted: "These rats are controlled by the sound of flutes, I can control them." ”

After He Xiaowei finished shouting, she imitated the tone of the flute again and played it with the guitar.

However, as soon as He Xiaowei flicked, these mice exploded and became even more irritable, and the furniture in the yard, including the trees, was eaten by them.

The sharpness of the teeth of these rats was unheard of by He Xiaowei, and her scalp was numb.

A mouse jumped towards He Xiaowei again, and the frightened He Xiaowei closed the door again and stopped playing.

He Xiaowei patted her face and said to herself: "My God, I'm not dreaming, wake up quickly." ”

He Xiaowei twisted her face fiercely, feeling a little painful, and found that it didn't seem to be a dream, it wasn't a hallucination caused by her neurasthenia, but she saw something.

Although rats are disgusting, how can they have such great destructive power, this is illogical.

Of course, if it were logical, then the sound of the flute controlled these terrible rats, and as long as it was music, she had a way to deal with it, which stemmed from her strong confidence in her recent understanding of music.

She closed her eyes and continued to listen carefully to the rhythm of the flute, and found that the sound of the flute was an attack command, and if she imitated it, it would only make the hateful rats more and more angry.

If you can't imitate, then you can only interfere.

She opened the door again and shouted to Hu Yi and Zhu Juan, "I'll try again." ”

He Xiaowei hugged the guitar and played some soothing tunes to the mouse as much as possible, but the mouse remained the same, ignored her, and continued to wreak havoc on things in the yard.

He Xiaowei tried to play a fast-paced tune, but it still didn't work. Whether it's a gentle tune, or a selfish tone, or a twenty-one-year-old tune, it's all in vain.

Hu Yi shouted at He Xiaowei: "Weiwei, are you playing the piano to rats, they don't understand." ”

Even Zhu Juan was amused by He Xiaowei's eager movements, most of the mice in the yard were led out by Bai Ze, and the remaining few were not to be feared, but there were many miscellaneous fish.

It's just that He Xiaowei came out, and Zhu Juan couldn't use the means of the rivers and lakes, otherwise these miscellaneous fish, she and Hu Yi would clean them up easily, and He Xiaowei came out a little self-defeating, which made Zhu Juan a little crying and laughing.

He Xiaowei gritted her teeth, all the tunes in her mind were used, but they still didn't work, she suddenly remembered the tune when she was dreaming just now, and suddenly ran to the room, grabbed the paper on the corner of the table and glanced at it, and bounced it out.

"Ding...... When ......"

Just two simple notes, as if a drop of water fell on everyone's minds, emitting a circle of ripples.

As soon as two notes were played, the two mice in front of He Xiaowei quieted down, no longer attacking around, and looked at He Xiaowei with blood-red eyes, as if they were puzzled, but gradually closed their eyes.

"Ding...... While...... Bite...... When ......"

When the notes were four, the rats in the yard were magically quiet, closing their eyes like dead fish.

The notes slowly spread and spread outside the courtyard, and the rats outside the courtyard also stopped quietly, closing their eyes as if listening to music.

It's just that He Xiaowei's hand stopped when she played the seventh note, because the acoustic guitar only has six strings, but she imitates eight-string music.

At this moment, she was a little stunned, her fingering just now seemed to be unconsciously learning the woman in the dream, what was going on?

When He Xiaowei was not playing, the rats shook their heads and began to squeak irritablely.

He Xiaowei didn't know why, suddenly there was an indescribable sadness in her heart, she covered her head as if she wanted to remember something, but she couldn't remember anything.

She covered her head, suddenly felt a sore neck, and fainted.

Zhao Lianyi stood behind her, picked He Xiaowei up horizontally, and carried her to the bed.

He Xiaowei has deep dark circles under her eyes, which are usually covered up by makeup, but she can't hide them when she gets up at this time.

After a long period of insomnia and exertion, she did have a nervous breakdown.

Zhao Lianyi muttered to herself: "I thought Bai Ze would be very careful, but girls will still take care of themselves." ”

Zhao Lianyi used his qi to swim around He Xiaowei's body, drawing away He Xiaowei's accumulated sick qi.

He Xiaowei in the dream felt like she had fallen into warm water, which was very comfortable, and her tired body also spread with a trace of ease.

……

Bai Ze had already chased him far away, his four elephants were extremely domineering, but the black sea of rats did not cause much obstruction to him, and the knife light was everywhere, it was like chopping melons and vegetables.

As I got closer to the sound of the flute, the sound of the flute suddenly disappeared, and the sea of rats also disappeared.

When the rats retreated, they were quite orderly, and they would drag away the corpses of their companions and disappear into the night.

The night was quiet again, and it was as if the brocade rat had never come.

Bai Ze carried a knife and stood on the roof of a three-story building, closing his eyes and feeling the unusual surroundings.

The corners of Bai Ze's mouth hooked, and he smiled: "Where to go." ”

His figure flashed, but he also disappeared into the night.

……

Zhao Lianyi stood at the door of He Xiaowei's house, watching Hu Yi and Zhu Juan clean up the battlefield, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

This brocade rat doesn't seem to be attacking at all, as if it's just harassment, but what is the purpose?