Wen Yixian listened, and her face couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, fortunately, Wu Qianfeng's words were quiet, and only she could hear it, otherwise wouldn't she have to admit that she had a sweetheart in public, and she missed this person very much, so she played this sad song?

She removed the dragon's flute the size of her little finger from her neck, and the flute naturally turned into a jade flute more than a foot long, and she held it horizontally to her mouth and blew it. This time, she didn't use any of Gong Yu Yunyin's exercises, but just played a simple tune, which was made by a woman in the red wall spring boudoir, although Wu Qianfeng said that she thought that someone would blow it in her heart, but she always had to find a tune that suited the occasion.

This piece is the most suitable, sad and weeping, there is a poem that can express the artistic conception of this song, which is Wang Changling's "Resentment":

The young woman in the boudoir didn't know how to worry, and she made up on the green building in spring.

Suddenly, I saw a strange willow color, and the penitent husband was looking for a marquis.

The person she thought of in her heart was none other than the son who had disappeared for three years, and unlike those women who repented of their husbands and sought the title of marquis, her son was not her husband, and her son was not looking for the marquis, but did not know where to go.

What's even more pitiful is that she can't even remember Childe's appearance at all, the portrait of Childe's figure has fallen on the edge of the Lethe River when he was already in the Netherworld Ghost Realm. Now, even if she missed him, all she could remember in her heart was a white mist.

She tried hard to think about it, and tried hard to hope that in this white fog in her heart, suddenly the person who came out, the person she was very familiar with.

However, when the song was blown to the end, she suddenly felt that a person came out of the fog in her heart, a handsome young man, with a handsome face, smiling at her with crooked eyebrows and eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, tempting her, when that person was extremely clear, the flute in her hand stopped abruptly, how could the ice cube appear in her state of mind at the moment?

She put away the flute in a weak heart, hung it back around her neck, and secretly glanced at Ji Xuan'er quickly, only to see that Ji Xuan'er also happened to look at her thoughtfully.

No way? Could it be that he has the ability to read minds, and even her state of mind can be seen by him?

She quickly turned her head away, not knowing where to look in the room, and scanned the room indiscriminately, and found that it was not only the ice cubes that were looking at her, but also the other people in the room looking at her, some of them with tears in the corners of their eyes.

How did she know that the people who listened to the song she had just played complained and cried, and all the miserable and miserable emotions of relatives came up, and they all thought of their relatives who missed them the most, and when they thought of those who had died, they were sad and burst into tears.

Only Blue Peony is a heartless person, and he is looking at these people inexplicably at the moment.

Wen Yixian asked her, "What's wrong with them?" ”

Blue Peony said: "You still don't want to blow these sad songs in the future, the flute you take is not an ordinary flute, it is a dragon flute, it is almost the same as a magic flute, if you use it to blow the song of sad spring and autumn, the mood will be amplified a hundred times, they listen to such a tune, can they not be infected, sad and crying?" ”

Jiang Yunchan listened to Lan Peony's words, nodded frequently, and said: "Well, Sister Wen, I don't want to listen to such a tune again, it's so sad that it reminds me of my mother who died since I was born." ”

Wen Yixian let out an "oh", very suspicious that she didn't even have the slightest skill of Gong Yu Yunyin, and she could have such an effect? glanced at the crowd again, and finally convinced herself that her flute would still play a cheerful tune in the future, after all, even Leng Chuhan, who is the king of all demons, is touching tears at the moment, and this flute can be regarded as a life in vain, and the flute can be sealed.

She suddenly had a question in her heart, I don't know if Bing Cube has someone who misses him very much, and whether he will also be sad because of this song, so she looked at Ji Xuan'er again, he was actually a meter away from her, and she could see him very clearly when she turned her head, only to see that his face was as indifferent as Lan Peony, she couldn't help asking: "Bing Cuo, don't you have anyone you miss?" ”

Ji Xuan'er had a flat look on his face, and said softly: "I have amnesia, I don't remember anything before three years ago, I don't know if there is anyone to miss." ”

Wen Yixian listened, and was stunned, she just forgot one person, it was better than losing her memory and forgetting everyone she had ever known.

On the ground next to the chair, Wu Shifeng felt a wave of nausea and vomiting in his stomach, only to see two green three-inch-long Gu worms crawling out of his mouth, Wu Shifeng vomited, and spit them to the ground, and the two Le Gu lost their hosts and immediately turned into ashes.

Yin Ye Fu patted Wu Shifeng on the back and asked him, "Stone, are you okay?" ”

Wu Shifeng nodded and said, "Mother, it's really not so disgusting." ”

Wu Qianfeng said to Yin Yefu: "Half of what I promised you has been fulfilled, which is enough to prove my sincerity, and I think you should also prove your sincerity." Then he called the family outside the door: "Come on, go to the ancestral hall and invite my mother's spiritual seat to this hall." "He won't let Yin Yefu go to the ancestral hall to kowtow to his mother in private when no one is around, what he wants is to make her repent in front of so many Wu Chang clansmen.

After a while, a family member used a plate to pad a white cloth, and put Mrs. Bai's spiritual seat on the coffee table of the honorable position, and several family members placed sacrificial candles and incense sticks in the back, and a family member lit the incense sticks and candles, Wu Qianfeng walked to his mother's spiritual seat, knelt down first, kowtowed, and said: "Mother, today I will let this woman kowtow to you to make amends, and you can rest in peace." ”

Wu Qianfeng stood up, gave up the position of kneeling to Yin Yefu, looked at her from above and said, "Madam, please." ”

Yin Yefu glanced up at Wu Qianfeng, with irrepressible anger in her eyes, and said, "Don't be complacent too early, one day, I will return it to you." After speaking, he knocked his head on the ground three times, and then helped Wu Shifeng to stand up and said, "I have done everything I promised, now, it's time to take out all the Gu worms in my son's stomach." ”

Wu Qianfeng then nodded to Wen Yixian and said, "Miss Wen, please play another song that is a little sad." Originally, the endurance of these music Gu was extremely strong, and the people who played the music needed to think of the people they missed very much in their hearts, and play the feelings of birth and death, so that they could be forced to be unbearable and unable to breathe, so he asked her to play a song with the person she missed the most, but she didn't expect that her flute had spiritual power, which would amplify her emotions, and she couldn't help but think of her dead mother, and it was too embarrassing to cry in front of so many people, so this second song, he only let her play a song with some sadness.

Wen Yixian thought about it, let's blow a song "Autumn Evening", it's a little cool, but it's not sad, this song will not make people cry when they listen to it.

The silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, light Luo small fan fluttering fireflies.

The night is as cool as water, lying down to see the morning glory Vega.