Then he walked over to the man who was still on his belt and still frightened and sober.

Looking at the messy and dirty bird's nest-like hair on this person's head, Yu Fengbai couldn't help frowning.

Then he held the baby in one hand, and swept over the man's head like lightning with the other, and before the man could react, several hairs had been pulled down by him.

"Ugh!"

The man was so startled that he almost jumped.

But Yu Fengbai's aura was too strong, he looked at Yu Fengbai in horror, but fortunately he didn't call out.

Ye Huang took these hairs, and quickly wrapped them on the bamboo flute in a certain way, with the lines of the runes.

After getting these things done, she looked at Yu Fengbai.

"Okay?"

Yu Fengbai asked, at this time, the little baby was a little about to wake up, and his little mouth began to click, pouted, and looked like he was about to cry again.

"You plug her ears,"

Ye Huang said, "I'm going to play the flute in a while, and hearing that sound will affect the stability of her mental power." ”

Yu Fengbai stuffed two small things into the baby's ears and said, "Don't worry, she can't hear anything now!" ”

At this time, the little baby who was about to cry just opened his mouth, looking like he was about to cry, but he didn't cry, and the little mouth began to pout desperately, obviously hungry again.

Ye Huang could only come over first, feed the baby with Yu Fengbai, and see that she fell asleep again, so he nodded with relief.

"These people are mentally unstable,"

Ye Huang opened his mouth and said, "My question may only get the simplest response from them, and I'm not sure about the effect, try it?" ”

As she spoke, she looked at Yu Fengbai, and at this time she said she was not sure, did Yu Fengbai think that she was reckless before?

In fact, she just didn't expect that the spiritual power of these people was neither strong nor weak, but a fluctuating state.

At this point, when she put this person's hair into the rune, she realized this subtle point, this kind of instability, will greatly affect the effect of the Question Flute.

Yu Fengbai hooked her lips, and her eyes revealed a hint of pampering: "It's amazing!" ”

Ye Huang was slightly stunned, and then there was a smile between his eyebrows.

Yu Fengbai raised an eyebrow at her.

"When I blow the bamboo flute, no matter what he reacts to, you don't have to care about him!"

Ye Huang was in a good mood and admonished.

Without any further hesitation, she raised her wrist and put the bamboo flute to her lips, and she gently blew the bamboo flute.

The sound of the bamboo flute was not too loud, but when it suddenly sounded, the person whose hair had been pulled out jumped on the spot as if he had been electrocuted, and his eyes instantly widened in disbelief.

Ye Huang narrowed his eyes slightly, ignored it, and continued to play the flute.

Yu Fengbai held the little baby in his arms, stood quietly to the side, listening to the sound of the flute, his eyes flashed slightly.

He could sense that as soon as the flute sounded, his mental power fluctuated slightly, as if a feather had brushed through his mind.

"Whoa—"

The man seemed to be in a little pain, screaming, and his eyes were a little frightened.

Soon, he seemed to get used to it a little, and his screaming also eased, and he looked at Ye Huang in surprise and confusion, looking very uneasy and nervous.

About ten minutes later, Ye Huang put away the flute and walked in front of this person.

"We didn't mean to hurt you!"

Ye Huang's voice was not loud or small, but she used a little skill when she spoke, and every word was like a hammer hammer hammered into this person's mind.