Chapter 207: The Ancients Visit
I have to say that the attribute ability of flame is very useful, and killing people can also destroy corpses.
In just a dozen breaths, the hook-nosed man completely disappeared from this world.
At this time, Tu Xiaoan saw a shiny thing in a pile of ashes on the ground.
Jade flute?
Tu Xiaoan glanced at it, and the jade flute automatically levitated.
"It's really a good thing, it was burned by the flames, and it can be preserved unharmed"
Tu Xiaoan stretched out his hand to hold the jade flute, and suddenly the ice was clear and clear, the whole body of this flute was crystal clear, there was a vast light lingering inside, and the quality was excellent, and it was not ordinary at first glance.
Just buying and selling it is probably a priceless treasure.
Tu Xiao'an tried to put it to his mouth and blow gently, but suddenly a rhythm wafted, and the air rippled slightly.
His eyes lit up suddenly, and he continued to play, the flute sounded melodious, mighty, and the air around him began to violently mess up, with the illusion of turning things upside down.
Quietly, countless hidden creatures near the big bluestone suddenly died.
This...
Tu Xiaoan stopped and fell into thought, this flute can form an invisible lethality when it blows, but since it consumes consciousness very much.
It seems to be blowing with the mouth, but it is actually blowing with consciousness, that is, spiritual power.
Ordinary people can't blow it at all, and I'm afraid that if they blow it, they will immediately get dizzy.
The hook-nosed man uses the sound of the flute to control mosquitoes, which is a kind of insect control technique, and wherever the flute sounds, the mosquitoes are immediately controlled and enslaved.
Tu Xiaoan doesn't know how to play the flute, but the few blows he just made have already become a shock in space, but it also seriously consumes consciousness.
This jade flute contains terrible lethality, and if it is used, the sound of the flute can kill, and the hook-nosed man only uses it to control insects, which is a bit overkill.
But if you want to make a big difference, it is not so simple, and you must have a strong consciousness to support it.
Just like you have to have a strong internal force, if you don't have enough internal force, there will be a danger of backlash.
No wonder the hook-nosed man blew for a while just now, and his face suddenly turned pale.
However, Tu Xiaoan's consciousness is now strong enough to achieve external control, and this jade flute is like a tiger in his hands, complementing each other.
Use your consciousness to play the flute and completely kill people invisibly.
Good stuff, good baby.
Tu Xiaoxin accepted it calmly, and when the time came, he would study the jade flute carefully.
The rhythm of the blind blowing is obviously substandard and cannot be controlled.
Today's Snake King Festival is also over, there is a panic incident of the poisoned, and no one is in the mood to celebrate.
Fortunately, there were no deaths, and fortunately, Tu Xiaoan quickly solved the root cause of the mess, and there was no need to worry about similar things.
He didn't bother to go to the Snake King Temple, anyway, the trouble was solved, Tu Xiaoan turned around and left the foot of the mountain and walked in the direction of his house.
What makes Tu Xiaoan happiest is that mosquitoes hurt people on the street, and the people he is familiar with are not among them, and his mother and sister don't know if they are going home now.
Tu family.
At about 10 p.m.
The Tu family was brightly lit, and today a guest came to visit at night, Wen Qiu solemnly entertained him in person, and Tu Xiaoyue avoided it.
"Sister Qiu, I didn't expect you to recognize me after so many years"
A man in a wheelchair looked at the woman across from him gently.
Wen Qiu smiled politely: "Dr. Chen had a deep friendship with my husband back then, how could I forget, but there was suddenly no news of you later, I didn't expect to see you today."
"I've been away from Baizhen for more than ten years, and when I come back today, I naturally want to visit the old people, but I didn't expect that in a hurry, Brother Tu and I have been separated from yin and yang."
The person in the wheelchair is none other than Dr. Snake Chen Mo.
The poisoned people of the Snake King Temple woke up one by one, and when the matter was resolved, he came to Tu's house.
"You can come, you already have a heart"
Wen Qiu finally led Chen Mo to a small room where the spirit seat was placed, and silently retreated.
Chen Mo looked at a black-and-white photo hanging on the wall in a slight daze, and the photo showed a heroic man smiling at him.
"Brother Tu, I've come to see you"
Chen Mo's voice was depressed and hoarse, neither light nor heavy, but with complex emotions: "More than ten years have passed, you are no longer there, and I have become a waste"
One of the most talented snake catchers in White Town was dead, and the other was crippled.
If you see goodbye, things will be wrong for a long time.
Chen Mo actually wanted to come to the Tu family all along, but he always remembered a gambling contract in his heart.
He wanted to bring the peerless snake species he created to visit the old man.
It's a pity that the idea is beautiful, and the reality is skinny.
In the end, they were all folded in the hands of snakes, playing with snakes all day long, and one day they were injured by snakes.
Chen Mo looked at the spirit monument, looked at the photo and muttered softly, as if telling the scenes of the year.
The eyes are full of glitz and sadness, and people are suddenly older than teenagers.
The so-called peerless snake species, none of them succeeded.
Outside the door, Wen Qiu was quietly guarding outside, Tu Xiaoyue came sneakily and asked, "Mom, who is this person, look at your cautious look"
Wen Qiu said with a sigh: "Your father's former old friend, they have known each other since the snake"
In martial arts, there are already sword friends, and they are all snake friends, and many people fight snakes with each other, and they can fight their feelings.
"Then his relationship with his father must be very ordinary, my father has been gone for more than ten years before he came for the first time" Tu Xiaoyue held back her mouth.
Wen Qiu shook his head: "Their relationship is very strange, they basically don't interact with each other on weekdays, but they seem to take each other very seriously."
Men's feelings, women's sometimes difficult to understand.
She knew that her husband and the man who made a wheelchair kept fighting snakes, and they never got tired of it, sometimes they hated itchy, and sometimes they kept saying words of appreciation to each other in front of her.
But now, more than ten years have passed, and his husband is gone, but this man has suddenly appeared in the way of a wheelchair, so that she was caught off guard.
"Go to sleep, this old man must have paid homage to your father, and he will leave soon"
Wen Qiu drove his daughter away.
Half an hour later, Chen Mo pushed his wheelchair out of the small room, looked at Wen Qiu and said, "Sister Qiu, I'm bothering you at night."
The two came to the hall, Wen Qiu served tea to entertain, Chen Mo wiped off the glitz in his eyes, took out a bank card without a password and handed it over: "Sister Qiu, it has not been easy for you all these years, and being a little careful is not a respect."
The two men in this family are gone, although Chen Mo has not come to visit all these years, he is paying attention, knowing that Brother Tu's son has also passed away.
"Doctor Chen, what are you doing, you have the heart to come to visit, Lao Tu and I are already very happy" Wen Qiu hurriedly shook his head and refused.
Chen Mo smiled: "Just be careful, Sister Qiu must accept it"
He placed his bank card on the table with a resolute expression.
Just when Wen Qiu didn't know how to be good and honest, Chen Mo suddenly asked: "Autumn Festival, I want to ask, is there still a snake in this family?"
"Snake?" Wen Qiu was puzzled, and replied: "I have a daughter at home, both of them are women's families, what kind of snakes do you raise?"
Chen Mo's expression fell: "Then why do I feel a strong snake aura in this house?"
This was discovered by Chen Mo as soon as he came in.
"No, no" Wen Qiu shook his head, and suddenly remembered something: "If you really want to talk about snakes, I don't know if it's the snake king's mercy, a house snake suddenly appeared in the house a few days ago, and it is very spiritual."
"Since the appearance of this house snake, this home has begun to be transferred"
(End of chapter)