"Ahem!" Su Xiaoxiao was choked and almost broke out, "Old man, tease me?" If you don't want to change the meat, let's talk about it early! Sister Yi'an, ignore them dead bald, let's pour some wine and eat it ourselves, this thing must be eaten with hot wine, it will taste bad when it is cold! ”

Li Qingzhao didn't care about people anymore, and poured a small glass of green ant wine for Su Xiaoxiao very cooperatively, and then filled it for himself, and the two of them ate it as if no one was around. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as he saw that he didn't even have a share, Zhao Mingcheng pointed his finger at the bald old man fiercely, and said: "Even women~people dare to tease~ play, I was really killed by you!" "This bald head of yours is really lying down with an arrow, speechless!" Alas", sighed lightly, and could only take out a small jar of wine from his bosom, and go to the side to drink the stuffy wine alone.

The bald old man was very hurt and originally wanted to leave forcefully, but the unique fragrance of green ant wine, mixed with the fragrance of Dongpo meat that had just come out of the pot, and the fragrance of wild honey, seemed to be entangled in bundles of fairy ropes, which made him unable to take half a step at all.

However, this product is also a ruthless person, but seeing that he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the other direction of the cave entrance, he suddenly sucked a bamboo with soil in his hand, and said earnestly: "Two little babies, let's discuss with you, you see, I used the original bamboo that made the holy flute just now to exchange meat with you, okay?" ”

Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao didn't care about him at all, Li Qingzhao helped suppress him: "You can eat the bamboo yourself, I see that this bamboo looks very good, and gnawing on the bamboo while smelling the fragrance is definitely the greatest enjoyment in life!" ”

Sure enough, women can't be offended, the bald old man saw that one ignored him, but the other didn't speak yin or yang, and at this time he wanted to strangle people!

But the origin of these people is unknown, and their aura is stronger than the other, plus they can enter the secret realm blessed land to practice, who believes that these people have no background?

Maybe there are a few holy thoughts on his body at this time, and maybe he can't be sure. At this time, he could only change his route and walk towards Zhao Mingcheng, hoping to open a breakthrough in him.

"I said bald baby, you see everyone is bald, it's quite fate......"

"There was fate just now, but now there is no fate! People are in a bad mood at this time, you stay away. Otherwise, beware of me getting drunk and beating you! "Zhao Mingcheng's squishy momentum is natural without pretending at all, this guy wants to admit it at this time, it's too late!

"Ahem...... That little bald head, I really didn't tease you just now, you see, I only have a holy flute in my hand, but I saw that the two girls liked it at the same time, who do you think I should give it to? It's not good. The holy flute was sent out, and there was no good meat to eat! ”

The bald old man tried his best to make up excuses, so he said that you can get me a few pieces of meat, and then this holy flute will be given to you!

When Zhao Mingcheng heard this, he was really reluctant to accept this excuse, but he still said angrily: "Then do you have a good way now?" If you want to exchange a broken bamboo for meat and meat, you still don't mention it, the shelves of the girls on both sides are big. Get angry, even I hide far away! ”

"I said little baby. This time you are out of sight, this black purple bamboo is a holy product for making flutes, I think back then, when I was young, in order to get a good black purple bamboo, but I killed the secret realm of the elf clan alone. was seriously injured in a desperate way, and finally stole a few plants. Later, I practiced the holy flute you just saw in my hand. How about it, you help me order Dongpo meat, and I'll exchange it with you for the flute-making technique, after you finish learning. If you want to make a few handfuls, you can use them to please the girl at will, but your bald brother decided to 'teach you to fish' for the sake of everyone being bald, you think about it! ”

The main point in the bald old man's words is actually to exchange the flute making technique with you, and the others are all nonsense, in order to show that the flute making technique is more advanced and serviced, and the popular understanding is to play with the painting cake to satisfy hunger.

You know, making the holy flute is a very complicated job, and the academic sea involved in it is gone, not to mention the "material" and "blank", the "carving" inside alone is divided into three types: lettering, engraving, and engraving, and one is more difficult than the other.

Many people have no talent and can't learn anything well, so for the bald old man, the former treasure has gradually become a chicken rib, and it is likely to be lost in the future.

Therefore, it is better to take it out and exchange it for meat to eat, as for whether people can learn successfully if they change it back, it is none of his business!

Zhao Mingcheng smiled reluctantly, everyone is a professional fool, who doesn't know the root of such a small trap? Of course, he was not in a hurry to draw conclusions, rolled his eyes, and said:

"I'm not interested in making flutes, but, for everyone's sake, I'll help you get a piece of meat to satisfy your cravings!"

Turning his head to the two beauties over there, he said: "Beauties, the time has come to carry forward the respect for the old and love for the young, you look at the people, a person is so old, living in the deep mountains and old forests, it is not easy, just come to a small piece of meat and let him taste the meat!" ”

This time, Li Qingzhao was more powerful, cutting a finger-sized piece of meat with a knife and throwing it over, which can be regarded as supporting the positive energy of respecting the old and loving the young.

The bald old man immediately caught it with his hand without fear of dirt, put it in his mouth as soon as possible, and then did not let go of the two fingers that had just clamped the meat, "Suck!" Damn, it's so delicious, it's even better than roast suckling pig! ”

immediately unfolded the smile that he thought was the most kind, and said cheekily again: "That, brother, can you ask those two babies to have some more, such a small piece can't taste at all!" ”

"Damn! If you want to eat it, it's not enough for you to eat the rest? Alas, in this way, you take out the holy flute just now, and I will help identify it, don't like it! If Ben Gongzi can barely catch his eye, you can sell them what kind of flute making skills you have, and if they take a fancy to them, you don't have to worry about not being delicious! ”

Dealing with greedy people, Zhao Mingcheng is very experienced, I didn't expect to cooperate with Su Xiaoxiao and Li Qingzhao for the first time, everyone actually has such a tacit understanding, of course, the most important thing at the moment is to get the flute pattern of the holy flute first, maybe, it can be made into a holy flute, the key is in that pattern!

Of course, the bald old man is completely confident in the holy flute he made, he doesn't mind letting Zhao Mingcheng take it to try it, some things are not afraid to try, as long as you try it, these little babies will definitely beg themselves to change it at that time!

Thinking of this, the bald old man took out the holy flute again very happily and threw it over, Zhao Mingcheng also took it unceremoniously, as soon as the holy flute arrived in his hand, it felt quite good, and there seemed to be holy qi in the flute slowly seeping into his hand. Zhao Mingcheng couldn't help but feel quite refreshed.

Sure enough, it's a good thing!

Zhao Mingcheng moved a few steps, paced out of the cave, chose a downwind place, left everyone with the back of a jade tree facing the wind, and then tried to blow the sound at will.

Su Xiaoxiao and Li Qingzhao have been secretly paying attention to this side, but listening to different auditions floated one after another. or gentle, or desolate, or gloomy, or poignant, like weeping, like a complaint, if illusory......

Zhao Mingcheng was deeply immersed in it, and couldn't help but play a complete song "Partridge Heaven" with the ancient flute music of later generations:

Colorful sleeves diligently hold the jade clock. Back then, he was drunk and red. Dance low willow building heart moon, singing peach blossom fan bottom wind.

After parting, memories meet. A few soul dreams with you. There is a silver red photo left tonight, and I am afraid that the meeting is in a dream.

Zhao Mingcheng guided Wen Dingzhong to pour a few traces of colorful talent into the flute with his own breath. The lines on the flute were really sheng, and then the sound of the flute gradually became visible to the naked eye, like waves swinging towards the surroundings layer by layer.

Everywhere he passed, it was white, and at some point, a phantom moon seemed to rise out of the void, instantly illuminating the black into an ethereal light.

Under the moon, the willows are swaying. Xiao Lang turned, and suddenly condensed into a graceful woman in a white shirt. I saw that her green silk was dyed like ink, and the colorful fan in her hand was elegant, if she held a fan, if she was like a fairy, she was dancing with Zhao Mingcheng's flute song. The end is like 'the water sleeve is ethereal fluttering fireflies, and the dragon plays the phoenix and paints the danqing'.

Li Qingzhao and Su Xiaoxiao were dyed by the sound and moonlight of the flute, and couldn't help but step forward at the same time, surrounded Zhao Mingcheng, and danced with the woman condensed into the soul of the flute. All kinds of graceful postures are inadvertently displayed......

"Uh-huh, delicious, delicious!" The bald old man didn't know when he had grabbed Dongpo's meat and began to devour it, and only then did he cough lightly and said, "Ahem...... A few people, Xiao tried almost well, right? The result? ”

Hearing the bald old man's light cough, Li Qingzhao and Su Xiaoxiao came to their senses at the same time, and found that they didn't know when, they actually came to Zhao Mingcheng's side and danced enthusiastically, the two couldn't help but be surprised, looked at each other, what happened just now?

Zhao Mingcheng was still in a daze at this time, and just now he was attracted to the holy flute, and the lines in the flute actually caused the Wending to resonate.

The talent in Wen Ding seems to be rushing to the body of the flute uncontrollably, and then the flute score in his mind is presented as if it is three-dimensional, which tone, how to blow a section, how to interpret it, very clear.

In other words, you don't need to express yourself at all, you just need to input your talent into the flute, and the special lines in the flute will be combined with the music score in your mind as if spiritual, guiding you to complete the whole song.

Fortunately, the strange tripod that he picked up was not valued by Zhao Mingcheng, and he automatically reproduced it on one of the tripod feet, and by the end of the song, this strange flute pattern had been included in the strange tripod.

At this time, the Ding body let out a soft groan, as if the Ding Domain Space was different. Zhao Mingcheng couldn't help but look in, but saw that the ginseng demon that was originally collected in Wending by himself didn't know when it had been pulled into its ding domain by the strange ding, at this time, it was no longer a human body, but restored to the shape of ginseng, and it was planted in the cloud mud not far from the Sansheng bamboo.

Sansheng Bamboo seemed to be very friendly to it, and the aura emanating from the leaves went straight to its body...... No, Zhao Mingcheng found that he took Han Yue and didn't pay attention, and received the moldy pastry in Wending, and at some point it was also sucked into its Dingyu space by the Strange Ding, and it was falling next to the demon at this time, and if you look closely, it is being quickly decomposed by the demon.

No, that moldy cake was decomposed by the holy flute song he just had, Han Xiangzi is a master of playing the flute, the flute and the flute belong to the same sect, and his things can only be stimulated by the flute.

But this thing is too exciting, isn't it? The ginseng demon is the closest, it seems to have absorbed too much at once, and the whole body has flashed, as if it is about to burst, and the aura emitted by the leaves of the Sansheng bamboo seems to cool down the ginseng demon, and it also seems that he is quickly absorbing the aura.

And the strange vine that had been immortal and survived the catastrophe also stretched out its branches at this moment, and gently put it on the big root of the demon to help it absorb some of its energy.

Zhao Mingcheng didn't know what the moldy pastry of the old man Han Yu was, but it was only decomposed by less than a quarter of the holy flute song, and it made the strange Ding space overflowing. …… (To be continued.) )