Zhang Sandao pretended to make a quiet gesture, Mr. Hu understood it, immediately lowered his hands, stood solemnly, and everyone followed his example and made a gesture of respect.

"My goddess, you haven't seen it, her long purple hair, slender waist, and strong physique, she completely conquered me at the first sight. I, Zhang Sandao, from now on, life is her person, and death is her ghost. can't break up, can't leave, follow her wholeheartedly. She told me to go east, I would never go west, he told me to beat dogs, I would never hunt chickens.

Now that I have paid you to build a manor for my goddess, you must do it with all your heart and with all your might, and work with a pious heart, as I do. There can be no slackness, no mistakes, otherwise, I want your head.

Okay, now, you guys go to work with Mr. Hu. ”

Zhang Sandao waved his hand and sent everyone away, he turned around himself, sniffed a rose, and said with his eyebrows fluttering: "God, my goddess, come back quickly, baby, I want to kill you." ”

Yun Miao, who had just turned the corner door, made a grimace at Yue Cang, and said in his belly: "I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless, frivolous and shallow is disgusting!" ”

After sending the craftsmen down one by one, Manager Hu took Yue Cangyunmiao to a small bungalow and instructed: "You brothers and sisters, just live here, prepare more herbs, the craftsmen here are often injured, you should treat them in time." ”

After Manager Hu left, Yun Miao let out a long breath and said, "Yue Cang, I really hope I made a mistake, how could Black Butterfly find such a disgusting person to build a manor for her!" ”

"The reason is very simple, because she wants a manor, and Zhang Sandao has the ability to build it for her, so it is like this." Yue Cang said indifferently.

"Listen to your tone, you're sure Black Butterfly is here!" Yun Miao asked.

"Yes, this manor is very mysterious, but it's not as simple as it seems, let's stay at ease first and investigate slowly." Yue Cang said firmly.

"Okay, then I'll go out and take a look at the situation here." Yun Miao said and turned to leave.

Yue Cang followed step by step: "I'll go with you." ”

This is a very large pattern, built on the mountain, the manor has begun to see the scale, Yue Cang and Yun Miao walked all the way, around the entire manor, but did not find any clues, and did not see the few women in black suits.

Yun Miao returned to his residence a little sullenly, looking at the hard-working and optimistic craftsmen in front of him, Yun Miao suddenly felt as if he had returned to Baomen Village.

Time flies, and life drifts away. The years are ruthless, and life is like a mustard. A sense of sadness suddenly climbed into Yun Miao's heart, she thought of time, thought of life and death, thought of many moments when her life hung by a thread, Yun Miao thought of the hasty parting with her master.

Yun Miao silently took out the jade flute handed over to him by his master, gently put it to his lips, and a clear sound sounded leisurely.

Although Yun Miao had only heard and played this song once, the melody of this song echoed in her mind and in her dreams from time to time. At this time, the blowing is not only not rusty, but more and more familiar and smooth.

Yun Miao found that those things that really stay in my heart will not be taken away by time, such things are alive, will grow quietly in the silent darkness, and make a stunning appearance when you need it, just like this song of clear sound.

Yue Cang listened to it for a long time, until a song finally spoke: "It's really a heavenly sound, what kind of music, so good." ”

"Qingyin Flowing Year's Song." Yun Miao said lazily.

"What did you say!" Yue Cang suddenly became alert, grabbed Yun Miao and ran into the room, lowered his voice and asked, "What did you play just now?" When did you learn it. ”

"What's wrong? This is what Master taught me when I left the Purple Capital! Yun Miao looked at Yue Cang in confusion and said.

"You actually took out such a tune and played it so carelessly, you have such calm feelings, where did you learn it, teach me!" Yue Cang was so angry and anxious that he didn't know what to say.

"What the hell are you talking about, what's wrong with this tune?" Yun Miao still looked confused.

"You really don't know what this piece is for? What did your master say when he taught you? Yue Cang asked with a frown

"Master didn't say anything, just told me to practice often." When Yun Miao said this, she suddenly remembered the scene when the master played the flute to assist him in practicing.

Yun Miao began to understand in her heart that this piece was not just for playing, so she asked, "You say, what is the mystery of this piece?" ”

"Everyone in the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect knows that this song is a stunt of Uncle Su Jian. The slender hand clarifies the sound, the true yuan turns to the passing year, the black hair becomes the head of Hao, the red powder turns into a skeleton, and the world is like dust in the snap of ten thousand years. This poem is about the power of the clear sound of the year. ”

Yue Cang frowned and looked at Yun Miao, his face was clearly written: "Why are you so stupid, you don't even know this, how to do it, apprentice!" ”

"It's so powerful, I don't know." Yun Miao said stupidly.

"Where have the people gone?" A slightly hoarse voice sounded babbling.

Yun Miao and Yue Cang reacted at the same time, and Zhang Sandao came.

Yue Cang hurriedly responded: "Master Zhang, why are you here?" He said and walked out of the house.

"Who played the flute here just now?" Zhang Sandao asked in a lengthened voice.

"Master, I'm sorry to disturb you, I won't blow it again next time." Yue Cang said hurriedly.

"Well, I heard this flute play well, and I want you to come to my yard and blow it to me!" Zhang Sandao said unhurriedly.

"This 、、、、" Yue Cang hesitated for a moment and didn't answer, and asked Yun Miao to play the flute to Zhang Sandao, how could it be!

At this time, Yun Miao suddenly came to Zhang Sandao and said, "Master Zhang, I was the one who played the flute just now, I'll go to you and play it to you now, okay?" ”

"Come with me, when this manor is built, I will find a troupe to raise here." Zhang Sandao said as he walked towards his yard.

Yun Miao thought as she walked: "Okay, since you sent it to the door, don't blame me for being unkind, I just used you to practice my hands today, and see the power of this Qingyin flowing years." ”

Zhang Sandao's dinner had been prepared and placed in his exquisite courtyard.

Zhang Sandao sat at the table, picked up the wine poured by Yahuan, took a sip, and then nodded at Yun Miao and said, "You can play." ”