Chapter 370: The sound of the bamboo flute moves, and the ghost cries and the wolf howls

The word of the little lmi, violent and ugly.

Big big, small small. For those words with complicated strokes, she writes very large, and those with few strokes are very small. Moreover, the arrangement between these words is still crooked, this one is crooked, and that one is crooked, like dancing.

What word is good to use to describe the word little lali?

Fang Tian thought about it for a long time before he thought of four words: innocent.

Well, only these words are in line with the glyph characteristics of the small lmi and then carry a positive meaning

This is a very collectible text.

The higher the level that the little lmi will go to in the future, the higher the value of this article. Well, put it away!

Fang Tian looked at what Xiao LDI wrote with a funny but serious attitude, and after reading it, he folded the pages and put them in one of the many large pockets in his clothes, then leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes in contemplation.

Xiao LMI just stood like this, and then his eyes wandered between Fang Tian's eyebrows.

After about half a magic time, Fang Tian opened his eyes and said to Xiao LMI: "Little sister, let's go, let's go to the side of Zhulin Mountain, row a boat, and see who arrives first!"

Retracting the sense from the two figures rushing out one after the other, Sailer shook his head without knowing what to say, and then said to the thin old man who was doing what Fang Tian had just done on a large flat ground in the small valley: "How is it, can you see something?"

Nan Jin tossed and turned over these few positions, stopped after a while, nodded, and then said: "That kid named Owen has poor qualifications and can't master his strength. This set of actions can make up for his shortcoming. ”

"Fang Tian Xiaoyou specifically targeted him, 'Get it out?'" Thaler asked.

This time, Nanjin thought for a moment before nodding, but then, he said, "Other third-level martial artists can also be used." ”

"Just a third-level martial artist?" Sayler asked again.

This time, it wasn't just Nan Jin, the other two old men all nodded.

"What about the previous move?" Sayler continued.

However, this question made the three old fellows all turn off the fire for a while, and then the gray-robed warrior said with a sullen voice: "That set of actions seems to be directed by Xiaoyou himself." ”

Hearing him say this, Thaler was really surprised, "Even you can't do that set of actions completely?"

"It's not going to do it exactly, it's too fast, it's slow, it's not going to work! Boss and we have tried it many times. Bud said.

These days, they have not stopped exploring that set of movements, originally thought that they should be able to feel something from it after a few days, but there is no shadow at all.

There should be some mystery in there.

Fang Tian's side.

More than ten miles, boating in the water, but it is only a short time. When Fang Tian and Xiao LMI chased after me and ran to the side of Zhulin Mountain, they found that Sharjah was already waiting there.

This Excellency was obviously still on the other side of the compound before!

In fact, Sharjah is also very curious about what Fang Tian is going to do next.

Who says you can't be curious as a mid-level mage?

"Hello senior!"

"Hello senior brother!"

Fang Tian and Xiao LMI greeted casually, both of them were right and regarded Sharjah as a soy sauce beater. Sharjah was depressed, but he could only smile and nod.

Fang Tian is now a seventh-level magician, not compared to the above, just say that the seventh-level magician itself is already very powerful.

I was able to do a lot of things very easily.

For example, make a flute.

Without hands or knives, a bamboo branch detached from the main trunk without a thought, and then, all the branches and leaves fell, and then, under the gaze of Sharjah and Little LMI, it became something they had never seen before.

Scooped it in his hand, tapped it with his fingers, flicked it, and then Fang Tian waved his hand and said to Xiao Lali: "Little sister, go on!"

"Brother, what is this?" took the bamboo flute thrown by Fang Tian, and Xiao LMI asked with great curiosity.

In the previous life, Sima Qian's father-in-law's masterpiece "Historical Records" contained: "The Yellow Emperor made Linglun cut down bamboo in Kun, cut it and made a flute, and played a phoenix. "In addition, there are other records of Fu Xiqin and the like. The devil knows why the Chinese ancestors liked music so much.

You said that you are the legendary boss, and you don't do anything about it, and you just tinker with these things all day long!

"You don't have to care what this is, what you have to care about is, what is it for?" Fang Tian said with a slight smile, and then said to Sha Jia very coldly: "Senior, what do you think it is for?"

Well, when Fang Tian said this, Xiao LMI set his sights on Sharjah.

There was a lot of anticipation in those eyes.

Being looked at like this, Sharjah felt a lot of pressure, scolded Fang Tian a few times in his heart, reached out and scooped the bamboo flute in Xiao LMI's hand and said, "I'll take a look." ”

This look really made him see some doorways.

Sharjah first followed Fang Tian's action just now, his fingers flicked and touched the bamboo flute, and then he held the bamboo flute in his hand and waved it vigorously in front of him.

Well, the function of the bamboo flute has come out.

Sharjah then even vaguely knew what the use of those holes in this bamboo joint.

Although he didn't know how to use it, he still subconsciously separated his fingers and pressed them on the flute holes, as if he was testing something.

Seeing this, Fang Tian didn't know whether to express his admiration or anything, and raised a thumbs up, so that after the little LMI saw it, he pointed to Sharjah.

Sharjah was triumphant.

His demeanor had not changed, but his eyebrows had been raised very cheerfully.

Scooping the bamboo flute from Sharjah's hand, Fang Tian tried the sound a little. The next moment, Qingyue's voice sounded on the side of the bamboo forest mountain, not into a tune, but it had its own melodious. For a while, Sharjah and Xiao LMI were stunned at the same time.

"Little sister, you should know what it's used for now?" After about a minute, Fang Tian put down the bamboo flute and handed it to Xiao LM again.

Little LMI nodded a little stupidly.

"This thing is for you, not to blow it like I just did, but to manipulate it through the guò element to make this thing make a sound like I just did. Moreover, those bamboo holes, you can't cover them with the spells of a certain system at the same time, they must be separated, and the elemental spells of each system correspond to a hole, understand?" Fang Tian said to Xiao Lali.

Little LMI nodded stupidly again, indicating that he understood.

"Well, you can try it now. Fang Tianzhong made a "please" gesture.

The next moment, a long, mournful voice like a wolf's howl sounded on the side of the bamboo forest mountain.

Fang Tian turned his head and forced a smile.

Sharjah's eyebrows twitched, dumbfounded.

As for the little LMI himself, he has been completely stupid······

The next moment, she stopped clinging, rushed to Fang Tian's side, hugged his arm and shook violently, "Brother, you teach me!"

Fang Tian could only surrender, and next, he began to briefly explain some skills to Xiao LMI.

The world of the past life: Of all the musical instruments on earth throughout the ages, the flute is probably the simplest of them.

As long as there is air flowing through the bamboo pipe, the air in the pipe vibrates and makes a sound.

The opening and closing of several holes on the bamboo pipe can make all kinds of differences in sound.

In fact, let alone using a flute, Anderson's cattle often blow a long and loud slogan when they blow their mouths. When the blow rises, the slogan can still go around the bend and be subdued······

The flute is just a simple extension of this foundation.

However, Fang Tian asked Xiao LMI to learn this, not to train her to become a musician, let alone a bamboo flute player. ...,

So just simply tell her how to control the opening and closing of those holes, Fang Tian doesn't care, let alone teach her what tunes. Then, let the little lmi hold the bamboo flute and play it in the bamboo forest.

Of course, not to blow on the lips.

The bamboo flute is held by the little lmi in one hand, hanging down on the right side.

Then, all kinds of strange, long and short, ghostly and wolf-howling sounds sounded in the bamboo forest again.

In the process, little Lali's brows were furrowed, and she was so funny.

The progress of the small lmli, in fact, is very fast.

After about a magic hour, through guò spell control on the opening and closing of those bamboo holes, the little lmi has been able to be busy without messing up. Although there is still a long way to go as you like, it is much better than the previous rush and neglect of one or the other.

At this time, although the sound of the bamboo flute is still poignant or something, it is no longer "chaotic".

If it is not chaotic, it means that the "rhythm" has been formed.

Albeit just the coarseest and most primitive rhythm.

So Fang Tian clapped his hands and said to the little lmli: "Okay, little sister, this morning's practice is here." You've made a great progress! Far more than I expected! Now let me play you a song as a reward. ”

Hearing this, Xiao LMI was happy, but he still wrinkled his little nose and made a grimace at Fang Tian.

She now knows that her brother's praise sometimes can't be taken too "seriously".

Still, I'm happy!

Handing the bamboo flute to Fang Tian, the little LMI looked up slightly with his little face, waiting with anticipation.

Of course, Fang Tian did not disappoint her.

A piece of music that is sometimes high-pitched like thunder in the sky, sometimes low as water flowing in a stream, sounded melodiously.

At the end of the song, Xiao Lali's face was intoxicated, and her big eyes seemed to be shining. "Little sister, do you want to make such a sound in the future?" Fang Tian brand big bad wolf threw a bait at Little Lali brand Little Red Riding Hood.

Little Red Riding Hood nodded vigorously.

"Hehe, then practice hard, soon, you can do something like my brother. When the time comes, my brother will give you a mysterious gift. Fang Tian said with a smile.

"Brother, what kind of gift is it?" Xiao Lali hugged Fang Tian's arm and coquettishly.

Of course, Fang Tian shook his head, so in exchange for a series of disobedience.

Little Lali's matter is over for the time being, and the next thing is Xiao Ivy's business.

At this time, Fang Tian had already finished thinking about this in his heart.