Chapter 15: Flute Making (2)

"Oh? A musical instrument is an instrument that produces sound? The old man was expressionless again, and asked slowly, word by word.

Xiao Jiuxin said: This old man really has a strange temperament, but his face is not inconspicuous, and he replied sincerely: "Yes." ”

"This musical instrument is very rare, when everyone in Anyang City is struggling to find out how to become an immortal cultivator and how to get in touch with an immortal cultivator, few people have the leisure and elegance to spend their energy on blowing, playing and singing!" The old man's eyelids drooped, and his voice was weird, and he paused and said, "Okay, tell me what kind of musical instrument you want to make!" ”

As soon as Xiao Jiu heard that there was a play, he didn't care how the old man thought about it before agreeing, and immediately said, "Uncle does he have paper and pen here?" ”

The old man raised his head again, looked Xiao Jiu up and down and said, "Wait a minute." ”

After turning into the inner room, he took out paper, pencil and ink.

Snow-white paper, imposing wolfhair, ink made of unknown ingredients. At a glance, Xiao Jiu could see that these things were not ordinary, and they were not made of ordinary materials. It seems that the backstage of this store is really extraordinary!

Xiao Jiu mentioned the wolf's hair, his movements were free, and with only a few strokes, a flute jumped on the paper.

The old man took the paper, glanced at it, and said: "Your musical instrument is indeed unique, no wonder you found me here, but my rules here cannot be broken, you have to come up with your own materials!" ”

The old man looked very sure.

Xiao Jiu was in trouble all of a sudden, he didn't have any belongings, and he looked at the old man's very determined appearance. He asked, "I heard that you are good at smelting, and I only have one stone, I wonder if it is possible?" ”

"You can talk about it." The old man's voice did not rise or fall at all, and he sat down again and drooped his eyes.

"Then you wait, I'll be back in a moment."

Xiao Jiu said, grabbed the knife he bought earlier and turned around and went out.

The old man looked at the back of Xiao Jiu eagerly going out until he disappeared. Half a sound, he muttered in his mouth: "The dantian has not been opened, but it is full of spiritual power; Without a trace of spiritual power, he can swing the rune pen to draw a rune map that is about to reach the first order; The line is melted into the mind, and the meaning can be integrated into the symbolic 、、、、、、"

The old man held the paper in one hand and grabbed the painting directly with the other, and a normal-sized flute appeared in the old man's hand with a vivid light.

"It's a pity that the things that came out of the rune paper can't be kept for long, otherwise you can study it."

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Xiao Jiu hurriedly returned to the house, opened her animal skin baggage, and took out the inky stone from it.

After looking at it carefully for a while, he muttered, "You should be a special piece of black jade stone, right?" The old man's smelting skills are not ordinary, so there should be no problem in refining a flute, right? ”

And whether it works or not, try it first, and even if it doesn't work, you can let yourself know a little more about the world.

Xiao Jiu brought some silver, and hurried to the Li Ji shop with the stones.

"Coming?" The old man glanced up at Xiao Jiu and said, "Bring your materials!" ”

Xiao Jiu took out the stone and handed it to the old man.

"You're going to use this stone to make your instrument?" Although the old man asked, he did not show a hint on his face.

Xiao Jiu didn't know what the old man meant, but he heard that the old man's ordinary stones could be refined, and although this piece looked like a stone, it was a little more special than ordinary stones.

Then he asked uncertainly, "Do you think it's okay?" ”

The old man waved his hand and said, "You can take it in ten days!" ”

Xiao Jiu was happy when he heard this, smiled lightly, and complimented: "Uncle, you are really a god, you know that I will rest in ten days!" ”

"Alright, don't be a sycophant. You are the maid of the Li family, you told the old man that you are illiterate, and the old man doesn't look like you painting? The old man leaned over in a very old posture and whispered.

Xiao Jiu didn't expect him to ask about this, and said vaguely: "Uncle smiled, I can only paint at present, and now I am learning to read, maybe I will be able to read and write after a while." ”

"Then come back in ten days!" The old man waved his hand.

"Yes!" Xiao Jiu originally wanted to see what the old man wanted to ask her about making a flute from a stone, but now seeing that the old man was starting to drive people away, he answered and left.

The old man looked at the stone in his hand, the whole body was uniform and dense, and there was no trace of refining but there was no trace of impurities. So I studied it for a long time, and finally decided that this was a stone.

This time it has turned westward, and at this time, Anyang City is full of people, and all kinds of transactions are hot. Xiao Jiu walked slowly on the road, feeling a little hungry, so he walked into a restaurant on the street.

Since the dantian was closed, Xiao Jiu's body had no aura circulation, so he resumed three meals a day, and he was hungry if he didn't eat any meal. Now her understanding of the situation in the immortal cultivation world is still unclear, and she does not dare to cultivate at will.

Savoring the food on the table, a real feeling of being in a foreign land came over me.

In fact, the meals in this restaurant are not bad, but they are relatively rough.

Unlike in my own world, food is the top priority for everyone. will do their best to eat well. No matter how you eat it, you can feel a kind of meticulous care in it.

And the meat in front of him is a vegetarian soup and a soup. The cabbage slices are not even mixed with the meat, and the meat is a little too hot; The heat of the vegetarian dish is also a little too much, and it tastes a little crispy; The soup is a little less hot and not thick enough.

It is enough to see the casual eating of the cook.

Grandma said: This is the world of cultivators.

Xiao Jiu thought: This is really a world where everyone is only keen on cultivating immortals!

This feeling of being in a foreign land and even the nature of the pursuit is different hit her heart, Xiao Jiu's eyes suddenly moistened a little, she raised her head and squinted, but when she looked down, she caught a glimpse of the beggar on the other side of the door.

It turned out that this hotel was diagonally opposite the Li Family Inn, and the beggar was still in the same posture as when he saw it in the morning, covered in dirt, holding his legs with his hands, his head buried in it, leaning on the big pillar where the middle cut was outside the two shops. Curled up in a ball, out of place with this lively street.

"Shop, pack!" Xiao Jiu glanced at the half-eaten meal in front of him and shouted.

"Howler!"

After a while, Xiao Er brought a wooden box and put the rest of the food inside, covered it, and placed it neatly in front of Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu paid two taels of silver, and came to the beggar opposite with the box in his hand and squatted down. Stared at the top of his head and said, "Why do you say that everyone is living for cultivating immortals regardless of whether they can cultivate immortals or not?" As an ordinary person, knowing that it is impossible to cultivate, wouldn't it be better to be serious about your life and make your life a little more enjoyable? ”

The beggar didn't have a response, Xiao Jiu didn't wait for his response, looked down at the lunch box in his hand and said: "It's like this box of food, the person who makes it doesn't care, and the person who tastes it is perfunctory, what do you mean by living like this?" ”

He looked up again and said, "I think it's more important to you, I hope you can taste it differently!" ”

Xiao Jiu put down the lunch box, stood up and turned to leave.

Behind her, the beggar stretched out a withered hand and opened the lunch box after a while!