I took a deep breath.

After thinking for a while, he followed these crows to fly in the direction and chased them, and the flute was thrown there, but it was weird that people didn't know the direction.

And when I cleared the fog floating in the mountains and forests and walked out of it, there was already a cliff in the back mountain in front of me, but the scene in front of me made my eyes light up.

On a rock leaning on a cliff face, sat a man in a black leather coat, because it was a one-piece hat, his black fur hat was covered, and his face could not be seen clearly.

He sat on the edge of the cliff with his feet dangling in the air, and from my angle, I could just see his raised hand playing the flute.

In front of him was the moon hanging high above him, and at his feet was the silent earthen fence village overlooking the whole of the silent earthen fence village, the small mountain village with black lights and blind fire in the night, and the drifting mist flowed like a spring.

But on the edge of the cliff, around him, there were many crows flying around, and on the cliff, there was a "quack-quack" cry from time to time under the moonlight.

I was shocked to see this scene.

Crows are unlucky, and with the appearance of crows, death is ensued, and basically everyone in the mountain village hates crows.

It will invite calamity, and the foreshadowing is ominous.

And this mysterious person who can be manipulated with the sound of a flute, and even said that he can become one with these crows, also gives me the feeling of ominousness and danger.

I suddenly regretted coming along.

It's an intuition, a very strong intuition, even if it's a back, but the tension in my heart is stronger than when I face those paper figures.

Even this tension is the same as the first time I met the wedding dress girl who came out of the coffin under the Yin Temple, but now

He just sat calmly on the cliff with his back to me, playing the flute.

The sound of the flute in the quiet night, melodious and fluttering, echoing, seems to linger with infinite reverie and thoughts, slowly soaring.

Ascending into the deep sky with stars and bright moons, dancing gracefully and lightly with the clouds, like the noise of heaven and earth turned into a splendid tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll, and a fresh and mysterious heavenly sound

The sound of his flute seemed to contain a kind of magic, and it actually took my thoughts away, and I don't know why, I felt a sadness, a sadness and confusion from the flute.

When I was in a trance, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

Then I watched him slowly lower the verdant bamboo flute from his mouth, and a pitch-black crow "quack-quack" vibrated its wings twice and landed on his shoulder.

"Now that you've heard the song, why don't you show up and see it?" He turned his back to me and looked at the village at night, his tone light.

I shuddered, and the voice was calm.

Has he already found me?

I waited a while, and found that there was silence all around, and no one had gone out, and I knew that he might have been aware of my presence while he was playing the flute.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly walked out of the darkness.

"Your tune, it's so sad."

I walked behind him and looked at the village in the night.

He still didn't look back, and looked down slightly at the bottom of the cliff, the song stopped, and the hovering crows rested on the branches around him.

He was silent.

"Did you save me?"

This person is full of mystery, and it feels very gloomy, and I can't figure it out.

He hesitated, and said, "Didn't the crow save you?" ”