I don't know if I don't see it, but I am shocked when I look at it.

Normally, the flute is sixteen holes or eighteen holes, the eighteen-hole flute is two more special-purpose sound holes in the body of the flute, and the sixteen-hole flute is for the C tail, if it is the B tail, it is the so-called seventeen holes, the same way C tail eighteen hole flute, if it is the B tail, it should be called nineteen holes.

But the magic flute in her hand has eight holes?

What kind of construction is this.

Isn't it a flute?

Can't you play music?

Mu Qianqian put it to his lips and blew hard......

Toot –

Silent......

What's the situation?

This is also an artifact, okay, I haven't found out what use it is for the time being, but it's still ...... Silent?

Is it broken?

Mu Qianqian's forehead crossed the black line, and he tried a few more times, but it still seemed to sink into the sea, without the slightest wave......

No, the stone sinks into the sea and can still make a small splash, but this magic flute doesn't even have a fart.

Mu Qianqian gave up......

Well...... Maybe her mother left her this flute with some other meaning...... Well, it must be like this......

It's so angry.

Jimo also probed with his divine sense, "Shallow, this flute either has some special opening technique, or it should be severely injured and sealed." ”

When the two were communicating, the five big and three bold physiques of the craftsman thirteen suddenly appeared in front of Mu Qianqian, which startled Mu Qianqian, "What's wrong?" ”

"Is it ready?"

Seeing Mu Qianqian's surprise, Craftsman Thirteen scratched his head embarrassedly, and his tone was a lot more polite, "Well, the one hundred and eight special silver needles you want have already been refined. ”

"Depending on the number of gold coins you have, you can still craft at least 10,000 silver needles with the remaining money."

Ten thousand?

Mu Qianqian is quite satisfied, this special silver needle is very different from the normal embroidery needle, the silver needle used in acupuncture can only be used once, if different patients use the same silver needle, it may lead to some unnecessary outbreak of infectious diseases.

And the reason why Mu Qianqian asked for one hundred and eight in advance was because there were one hundred and eight life and death points in the human body.

Fengwei is half human and half demon, her meridians are different from ordinary people, but the life and death points on her body are still the same, and a very bold idea rose in Mu Qianqian's heart.

Back then, the divine phoenix between heaven and earth used acupuncture to dredge the meridians of the demon, and was that divine phoenix from the same place as her?!?

A ghost from another world?

"Huh?"

"But is there anything else?"

Mu Qianqian retracted his gaze and found that Craftsman Thirteen's face was flushed, and he looked like he wanted to say something, "But it's okay to say it." ”

"That...... This young lady, can you lend me the flute in your hand? "The craftsman thirteen looked at the bottom of his heart, because he really liked the flute in Mu Qianqian's arms.

As an iron-striking weaponryman, the favorite thing in the life of the craftsman is to look at those exquisite weapons, and then humbly learn for himself in order to progress.

Originally, if it weren't for the fact that he was forced to make a living, he really didn't want to accept Mu Qianqian's voice, because he had been fighting weapons for so many years, and he had never seen a big girl come to the weapons shop with embroidery needles.

Although Mu Qianqian repeatedly emphasized that it was not an embroidery needle.

But in the eyes of a rough man like him, there was no difference, but just now, when he was very reluctant to give things out, he found Mu Qianqian holding a flute with a solemn expression and pondering.

It's like thinking about things.