"Alas, ask what is the situation in the world, and the direct teaching promises life and death!"

After telling the story, Xiao Yun let out a long sigh, this story was told to him by his parents when he was a child, whenever he sowed seeds in spring, he could always hear the cry of the sunbird, and whenever he heard the terrible cry of the sunbird, Xiao Yun would think of this story, and he would always be moved by this story.

It's a pity that when I grew up and went to live in the city, I rarely heard the song of the sunbird, and I didn't expect to hear this long-lost bird call in this place.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Just as Xiao Yun was reminiscing about the past, there was a burst of sobbing in his ears, and when he looked down, Hong Kexin was holding his arm and crying.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yun said.

"You make me cry for a while!" Hong Kexin sobbed.

Xiao Yun sweated, "I won't talk about it, you have to tell me, don't cry!"

"Who knew you would tell such a story. Hong Kexin said.

"Eldest sister, if you want to cry, don't hug me and cry!" Xiao Yun was speechless, the clothes on his shoulders were wet from Hong Kexin's crying, so he wouldn't talk about it if he knew it!

"Li Guiyang, Li Guiyang ......"

The cry slowly broke into the valley, and a gray shadow fell in front of Xiao Yun and the others, picked up a stone from the ground, flicked his fingers, and shot directly into the darkness.

"Let the two of you guard the fruit tree, not let you fall in love here, if the fruit is eaten by a bird, I will see how you cry!" Ji Yunwen turned his head and looked at Xiao Yun and the others, and saw Hong Kexin holding Xiao Yun's arm and crying, thinking that the two of them had a long relationship here, and suddenly fell to Xiao Yun.

"rich man Jia!"

Xiao Yun didn't answer yet, but Hong Kexin stood up and glared at Ji Yunwen with a pair of teary eyes.

"What?"

Looking at Hong Kexin's menacing appearance, Ji Yunwen was inexplicable, Rich Jia? What is Rich Jia?

"Why did you want to kill her?" Hong Kexin shouted at Ji Yunwen.

"Kill whom?" Ji Yunwen was even more stunned.

"Yingying, Yingying is so pitiful, why don't you have any sympathy at all, and kill her so ruthlessly!" Hong Kexin said.

When Xiao Yun heard this, he couldn't help but sweat profusely, this fat girl is too simple, and now she is still immersed in the story she told.

"What Yingying?" Ji Yunwen blew his beard and looked at Xiao Yun, "This little chubby girl is sick, right?"

Xiao Yun smiled and crossed to the two of them to start a round, "She meant the bird you just killed." ”

"Birds?"

Ji Yunwen's beard trembled, and he was speechless for a while, "If I don't kill it and let it steal the fruit, will you pay for it?"

"You ......"

Hong Kexin wanted to speak, but Xiao Yun hurriedly stopped and said to Ji Yunwen, "Senior, go and rest, we will guard the fruit tree well." ”

"Show me!"

Ji Yunwen shook his head and left, "Young people nowadays, I really don't understand, kill a bird, cry like this, like this, I don't know how many birds I killed in a year." ”

Xiao Yun was sweating profusely, and hurriedly stopped Hong Kexin, for fear that Hong Kexin would rush up to find Ji Yunwen to fight.

"This old man is so hateful, even worse than that rich man Jia!" Ji Yunwen left, Hong Kexin said angrily, he called his predecessor just now, but now he called the old man directly.

Xiao Yun smiled helplessly, "It's just a story, why take it seriously!"

Hong Kexin pursed her lips, but she didn't argue with Xiao Yun, although she knew that it was just a story, but Zhang Yingying's unswerving emotion for Li Guiyang in the story just touched her girlish heart.

Xiao Yun found some firewood and lit a fire to keep warm, so that Hong Kexin cried alone for a while, and finally eased up.

"Have you cried enough?" Xiao Yun asked.

Hong Kexin nodded slightly, feeling a little embarrassed by the gaffe just now, and hurriedly diverted the topic, "Are you sure that the ancestral sound fruit will ripen in these eleven days?"

Xiao Yun shook his head and said nothing, this question is very heavy.

Ji Yunwen said that if he wants to ripen the fruit in a short time, unless there are immortal songs and divine comedies, the limit of what Xiao Yun can play now is just the sound of nature, and if he wants to pick out the immortal songs from a large number of songs, he doesn't know how long it will take, and even if he picks them out, he is afraid that he will not be able to play them.

Now there is a ready-made song "Wolong Yin" in his hand, and with the power shown by this song, it should at least reach the level of immortal song, but in the whole song, he can only play twelve notes at his peak, even if he wants to use it to feed Zu Yinguo, it is impossible to do it, besides, the war song is not in line with Zu Yinguo's appetite.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yun took out an embroidered handkerchief, lit the fire, and looked at it carefully, "I wonder if this thing will be useful?"

Hong Kexin came over curiously, "What are you looking at?"

"It should be a music score, a monophonic score with only one note!" Xiao Yun said, suddenly as if he had thought of something, and looked up at Hong Kexin, "Aren't you Zhong Wang Palace cultivating a monophonic score?"

"A monophonic spectrum of one note?"

Hong Kexin was stunned for a moment, took the embroidered handkerchief from Xiao Yun's hand, and looked at it in front of him, with a big 'palace' word embroidered on it.

Hong Kexin furrowed her brows, as a proud disciple of Zhong Wanggong, she has seen countless solo notes, although the solo note score is a solo note, but a solo note can also play music, not only one tone, how can a single note be considered a tune?

"How is it?" Xiao Yun asked, he always felt that this embroidered handkerchief was extraordinary, but he had never been able to understand it.

Hong Kexin shook his head, "A single note can only be regarded as a sound, not a song, according to what you said, let's even if it is a music score, but I have never seen such a music score." ”

Xiao Yun was a little disappointed, and said, "As far as I know, the pronunciation score of the monophonic is not nothing, and it is said that there are two great generals in the realm of the Great Yan Country, named Hum Ha Second General, and they cultivate such a music score." ”

"Hmm?" Hong Kexin was stunned, "I have heard of these two predecessors, but I have not seen them, many tunes need to be perceived with the sound of the spirit, it is possible to understand clearly, this embroidered handkerchief is only embroidered with a palace character, if it is really as you said, this is a music score, it should be the music score of the palace vein, I am the best root bone of the palace attribute, it should not be without feeling." ”

"Is that so?" Xiao Yun heard this, slightly disappointed.

Hong Kexin said, "I'm also talking nonsense, maybe I'm lonely, I think the old man in the cave should have some knowledge, let's show him tomorrow, maybe he can see something." ”

Xiao Yun's eyes lit up, and he saw a little hope, the old man lived for more than a hundred years, it shouldn't be in vain, he used so many tunes to feed the Zuyin fruit tree, there should be a lot of tunes he has seen, maybe he can really know something, if this embroidered pa is really a music score, can reach the level of fairy songs, then there is hope, a tune, no matter how difficult it is, he won't be unable to play, right?

Put away the embroidered handkerchief, Xiao Yun didn't dare to take out the Nine Heavens to screen the heavenly sounds or fairy songs at night, for fear of attracting any demon beasts, the two sat by the fire and started a long vigil.

――

"Senior, look at it, this is a music score?"

On the second day, Xiao Yun put the embroidered handkerchief in front of Ji Yunwen.

Ji Yunwen took a look and looked up at Xiao Yun, "Where did you come from?"

Xiao Yun said, "I got it by chance, I always think it is different, but it is not able to understand the mystery, the seniors are well-informed and knowledgeable, you can help the younger generations taste it." ”

"Solitaire notation is very rare, and monophonic monophony notation is even rarer, but you are asking the right question!" Ji Yunwen grinned.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yun's eyes couldn't help but light up when he heard this, and when he heard this, Ji Yunwen was surprised.

Ji Yunwen raised the embroidered handkerchief in his hand and said, "This kind of score must be communicated with the sound and spirit, otherwise, even if you have been enlightened for a hundred years, it will be just a rag." ”

"But I used the sound to feel it last night, but I didn't show it?" Hong Kexin said.

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