(6) (7) Cloud whistle
A pot of sake seems to be inexhaustible, from late night to dawn and sunset.
Qiuyun chattered, telling about her life in the past few hundred years, when the food was not delicious, when she was impetuous and didn't want to cultivate, and when she was in a bad mood and drunk, every bit of trivial and boring.
A gray hare suddenly sprang out of the weeds, its fat body was agile and vigorous, and it was not afraid to see Qiu Yunbai, so he jumped close and slowly gnawed at the weeds beside the grave.
"It's a rabbit again!"
Qiu Yunbai just smiled slightly and ignored it! In the past, she went into the mountains to look for lions and tigers, and occasionally came back with a few hares, and she could see his happy expression.
"Whoosh" A sharp arrow flew from the depths of the woods, pointing directly at the hare on the ground that was concentrating on feeding. Qiu Yunbai flicked his sleeves, and the sharp arrow seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, paused in the air, and fell to the ground.
"Dad, I should have shot!" A crisp sound, followed by the sound of rustling footsteps.
A man holds a light crossbow, and next to him stands a young man armed with a bow and arrows.
"This senior, we are nearby villagers." The man greeted him.
Here the mountains are steep, the mountains are connected to the mountains, the people are sparsely populated, the villagers under the mountain go up the mountain to hunt and occasionally see some outsiders who enter the mountain alone, most of them are how to grab other people's things casually and have great ability.
"Grandma, have you ever seen a gray rabbit, particularly fat, about this big!" The boy gestured with his hand.
Looking left and right at his prey, but the gray rabbit had long been frightened and ran away without a trace.
Qiu Yunbai looked back and saw the young man's face suddenly changed. As soon as she stretched out her hand, the pendant around the young man's neck had fallen into her hand.
"You old woman is so unreasonable, how can you just rob other people's things?"
The young man only felt a gust of wind blowing through his neck, and his wooden whistle had fallen into Qiu Yunbai's hands.
was about to step forward to fight, but was grabbed by the middle-aged man next to him and shook his head slightly at him.
"Senior, although this "cloud whistle" is not very valuable, but it has been handed down from the ancestors, please return it! ”
"Cloud whistle?" Qiuyun asked sneeringly.
"Because there's a cloud on it, we all call it a cloud whistle!"
Qiu Yunbai rubbed the whistle in his palm, and burst into tears inexplicably.
Why didn't she recognize this wooden whistle, this was made by herself, using the black iron wood unique to Qiuming Mountain.
Looking closely at the wooden whistle, I found that there was a shallow cloud at the end, which was about to be blurred.
The black ironwood of Qiuming Mountain is a special kind of wood, which is extremely hard and cannot be refined without special methods
He, an ordinary person, used what kind of method to leave this "cloud" word?
"What's your name?" Qiu Yunbai looked at the young man.
"Chen Chen!"
"You already have a sense of qi, have you ever cultivated?"
"Got a sense of gas?"
The young man didn't react, and the middle-aged man next to him was already incoherent with excitement.
It is sparsely populated, more than ten miles away from the nearest town, and the people in the village have moved away one after another, and only a few families remain in the old village. Their home is one of them.
As for the test, one in a hundred ordinary people is a blessing they can't even think of.
"Will you come with me?"
Not only did the young man hesitate, but the middle-aged man also hesitated, a person he had never met and didn't know.
"I and your ancestors are old people, and this cloud is me!"
Qiu Yunbai said, something in his heart seemed to be shattered, an unprecedented joy, a relief of reunion after a long absence.
He also has her in his heart!
Thinking like this, it seems that I am content in this life!
Chen Chen only felt that everything in front of him was not real, and the pale hair of the old man in front of him turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The wrinkles on her face gradually disappeared, and she directly became a dignified and beautiful young woman, who looked like she was in her thirties.