The voice was as soft as the sound of a low silver bell, and as gentle as the sea breeze.

The sound of an instrument that I can't tell is like a mountain stream.

Not a zither, not a pipa, but ...... Foliage!

The sound of the green and regenerating leaves blowing in the breeze weaves into a graceful rhythm.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and some even reached out to pluck their ears, wondering if there was something wrong with their ears.

Bai Chuwei stood under the tree, her thin white palm on the thick trunk, and her fingertips flowed out of spiritual light, as if giving new life to this phoenix sacred tree, and the gradually withering branches appeared to be alive, and the green leaves became brighter and greener.

Everyone present was silent and looked at Bai Chuwei dumbfounded.

The voice really came from the tree......

Bai Chuwei withdrew her hand and said in a leisurely voice: "Brother Da Tie, right?" ”

"Wait for you to eat the branches live, I can give you a reward, and give you a thumbs up by the way."

Brother Da Tie: "......"

*

In the meditation room in the backyard of Lingyin Temple, except for some necessary furniture, beds, desks, etc., there are no other objects in the house.

Duan Xingye was as quiet as a chicken, sitting honestly beside his fourth uncle, looking at the host opposite and his third uncle with a bitter face.

A good-looking person, even if he wears coarse cloth, he can make people feel handsome, and Duan Xiuqi is this kind of person.

Duan Xingye thought that what he wanted to see today was the bald appearance of his third uncle, but he didn't.

The host touched the Buddhist beads in his hand, and his voice was calm: "Mr. Duan San, you still have worries in this world, so let's go back with your family today." ”

Duan Xiuqi was silent.

Suddenly, from the window came a wonderful sound of rhythm, soft as a breeze.

The host shook the hand of the Buddha bead in his hand suddenly, his slightly squinted eyes opened several times, and he looked out of the window in disbelief.

Duan Xingye suddenly shouted, "Hey, hey? Preside? ”

"That voice is ......" The host suddenly stood up, his face full of disbelief, and he stumbled outside in shock.

Duan Feihan listened carefully to the voice, it was not a musical instrument he was familiar with, a light flashed in Duan Feihan's eyes, Bai Chuwei ......

"Check it out."

*

That burst of sound floated out of the Phoenix Divine Tree, one after another, directly shocking everyone around.

Nima, what a ghost today! A tree really makes a sound, no wonder this temple is called Yeongyin Temple!

The tourists present subconsciously wanted to take out their mobile phones to record the video, and suddenly heard a burst of children's screams.

The bear child on the branch trembled suddenly, and with a flip of his body, he fell directly from the tree, landing at Bai Chuwei's feet, startling a layer of dust.

An earth-shattering cry ensued, and the bear child screamed in pain.

The girl with delicate facial features just now was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Brother." ”

The girl stood aside and suddenly became at a loss, and she didn't dare to flip the bear child's body rashly.

The middle-aged aunt next to her was so anxious that she circled around the boy, and kept shouting: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, are you okay?" ”

The aunt suddenly stood up, and scolded Bai Chuwei with her head and face: "You little girl is swaggering, it must be the strange sound you made that scared our little treasure, you have to take full responsibility!" ”

Bai Chuwei frowned, "What did you say?" ”

The aunt ignored the girl's pull, and spat and shouted, "Do you think you can get rid of your responsibility? If it weren't for your voice, how could Xiaobao have fallen? ”