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In the purple bamboo forest, Yan Xie said to the middle-aged man with an extremely handsome face in front of him: "How do you want to test if I have that ability?"

The man smiled and reached out from behind. took out a piccolo more than a foot long, handed it to Yan Xie, and said, "Since you want to cut a purple bamboo to make a flute, it means that you are still a Tongyin rhythm." ”

Yan Xie nodded: "That's natural, if I say that I don't know the sound law, no one in the world can be regarded as the sound law." When I was young, I once made a song famous all over the world, and Mr. Huang Heqing directly praised me, saying that if everyone had a talent like me, they wouldn't need to do anything else. ”

Yan Xi's words made the middle-aged man in front of him stunned, and he couldn't help but look at Yan Xie in surprise.

Huang Heqing is one of the top musicians, performers and researchers of national musical instruments in China, and a master of national treasures. But because I haven't performed in public for many years, few young people in society now know about it.

But everyone in the circle knows that this is a master like a living fossil.

The middle-aged man in front of him obviously knew it, and couldn't help frowning: "Are you serious?"

Yan Xie smiled: "Whether it's true or not, I don't count if I say it myself, you have your judgment." ”

The middle-aged man frowned and pondered for a few seconds and said, "Since this is the case, then please play a song, if you can pass my level, I will continue to send you out of the purple bamboo forest, and also cut a purple bamboo and send you to make a flute." ”

His tone is much more polite now, and he also uses the word "please".

Yan Xie smiled, and he was not polite, took the flute, and opened his mouth to blow it.

The flute's voice was originally tactful and low, but the tone of the words was particularly high, and it was very passionate at the beginning, and when the first sentence was blown, the middle-aged man's face changed suddenly.

This is not because the words and evils are very good, and the performance skills of the words are very superb, and it is not that the songs played by the words are rare in the world, but because the tunes blown by the words are the tunes of Zhu Bajie's daughter-in-law in "Journey to the West".

The middle-aged man originally closed his eyes and listened, ready to appreciate Yan Xie's superb playing skills, but he didn't expect that suddenly this moment, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

Yan Xie was still intoxicated, and he played very emotionally. This song was originally very cheerful, and it was blown by the evil words, as if it was going to be a New Year, so that in front of the eyes of the middle-aged people, it seemed that a wonderful picture appeared: the working people sang and danced, enjoying the joy of the harvest, the old farmer drove the pigs back to the pen, and the people in the village danced around the bonfire......

The middle-aged man almost spit out a mouthful of blood: "You...... Stop!"

With a black face, he snatched the flute, and then looked at his flute with a twisted and tangled face, as if the flute of playing the fruit pig Bajie's back daughter-in-law had been defiled, and his eyes seemed to be looking at his own woman, who was ruined by other men.

The evil words are still unfinished: "I still have a paragraph of "The Little Widow Goes to the Grave", do you want to listen to it too?"

"You ......" The middle-aged man's face was as white as jade, and it turned into a pig's liver color.

He endured it for a long time, took a few deep breaths, and said, "You dare to fabricate the matter of Master Huang Heqing praising you, it's really bold!"

Yan Xie shook his head: "Master Huang Heqing did praise me, I didn't talk nonsense." ”

"How is that possible?"

"At that time, Master Huang Heqing listened to my performance and said to me personally: 'If every child were like you, I would just give up music.'" This shows that Master Huang Heqing agrees with me, and he thinks that if everyone has my level, he won't be able to mix. ”

"Shut up! What a naughty junior, completely fooling around!" The middle-aged man glanced at the purple bamboo flute in his hand regretfully, and his face was distressed.

In the hearts of this kind of elegant people, there is a certain spiritual cleanliness, when he thinks of his flute and plays the tune "Zhu Bajie Carries His Daughter-in-law", he is a little unable to come back to his senses.

Yan Evil said: "If you don't want this flute, just give it to me, although you have used it, but I will not dislike you for being dirty." ”

The middle-aged man almost vomited blood, his face was green, he gritted his teeth for a long time, stuffed the flute into Yan Xie's hand, and said with an expression of "I can't get out", and said: "In this case, I don't embarrass you, you stay in this purple bamboo forest by yourself, if you can't get out, you will die in this purple bamboo forest." Don't worry, although you can't go out, our Nangong family will not let you starve to death, and someone will give you three meals a day. ”

Yan Xie waved his hand: "Ah, no need, although this purple bamboo forest array is complicated, it can't be separated from the evolution of the gossip array." It's just that you've added a lot of things to it, which makes the whole formation look even more confusing. However, the more things you add, the more flaws there will be. If it weren't for the things you added, I might not have been able to see through it so quickly. ”

Yan Xie said, and walked directly towards a purple bamboo, but as soon as he took seven or eight steps, he stopped, walked a few steps diagonally, and walked a few steps back.

The middle-aged man, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

"How old is this kid? How can he directly see through the Purple Bamboo Forest Array? What kind of person did the fourth brother bring back this time? Just a retinue has such talent, what kind of person is that kid surnamed Ye?"

Yan Xie turned left and right in the purple bamboo forest, almost no stop, as if he had been here countless times, walking lightly, and after a while, he turned to a delicate small bamboo building.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl in front of the bamboo building, after seeing Yan Xie, her face was surprised, her watery eyes widened, and she looked at Yan Xie without blinking.

Yan Ye smiled and pinched the little girl's face, and said, "There is a sister who is more lovely than you, who can only say the word 'brother', she should have come here, what about others?"

The little girl was startled, shook her head and did not speak.

Yan Xie scared her with a dark face: "If you don't say anything, I'll rip off your pants." ”

The little girl's face turned white with fright, and the voice of an old woman in the room came out: "Lan'er, who is arguing outside?"

Yan Xie didn't wait for the little girl to answer, rushed in directly, and said with a smile: "This old grandmother, hello, we are the distinguished guests of the Nangong family." ”

After speaking, he waved his hand to Michiko on the side.

When Michiko saw the evil words, she shouted in surprise, "Brother?"

Yan Xie understood what she meant, and said, "Your brother is fine, the person who can bully him has not yet been born." ”

After speaking, he said to the man standing in front of the old grandmother: "Hey, hurry up and go to the purple bamboo forest to have a look, if you don't go, your people will be killed!"