[Chapter 54: Yun Yuzhu]

Sixty or seventy miles southwest of Hongshan County, a remote mountain village, in the bamboo forest where the morning dew has just disappeared and the sun is shining. The wind was gusting, the birds were waking up, and the chirping was not lively, while several seven or eight-year-old boys were humming unknown tunes, pouting their butts and digging bamboo shoots.

When the knuckles-thick bamboo shoots were pulled out of the soil and thrown into the bamboo basket covered with spring mud behind them, the joy of nature would always creep up the eyebrows of these children.

This place is called Qingyun Mountain, far away from the official roads of Hongshan County, and few outsiders usually arrive here.

......A loud neighing of horses swept across the mountains, breaking the silence and startling a group of birds.

"Yike...... What a sound!" A fat boy trembled with fright, and the children in this mountain had never heard the sound of horses at all.

The bamboo forest occupies a higher area, and the children followed the prestige to see a monster as red as fire, taller than a cow, standing on the rugged mountain path, with white breath spewing from its protruding mouth and nose.

The children didn't scream, not because they were calm, but because there was a young man in a red cloak and a black power suit riding on the crimson monster. In the innocent hearts of children, it is natural to think that things that can be ridden by people, although they look strange, should be no different from cows, right?

"The bamboo here is really interesting, it is really like white jade, and even the bamboo leaves are translucent!" The young man on the red horse had a gleam in his eyes: "The four seasons here are distinct, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the bamboo grown here has been exposed to the sun and rain, the wind and snow and frost, it is definitely the best texture, the flute made of such bamboo is definitely not bad, and the appearance does not need too much modification, this trip is worthwhile!"

Yes, this young man is exactly Lu Buqi, and the regret of Long Buli made him decide to choose a haode bamboo and make a bamboo flute. Lu Buqi didn't think about what special significance this matter had, he only knew that since he had promised Long Buli and Long Buregret, he could deal with this matter when he was free.

Originally, Lu Buqi went to find Zhong Yan, the head of the musical instrument in Hongshan County, after all, he has a specialization in the art industry, although he has a fairly clear impression of the production of the flute in his mind, but after all, it is a wild road, in order not to draw a tiger and not become an anti-dog, he decided to visit.

found the "Bosom Friend Pavilion" from Zhong Yan's mansion, because Zhong Yan was meeting friends with music there and was doing a show. But he didn't think about it, but Lu Buqi touched his nose and ......

Zhong Yan, the leader of the musical instrument, is more respectful of Lu Buqi's arrival on the surface, after all, Lu Buqi's identity makes him very jealous, but when he answers correctly, he is full of arrogance.

There is a sentence that makes Lu Buqi very unhappy, Zhong Yan's original sentence said: "Music rhythm is such a thing, it is not something that can be controlled by joy, Young Master Lu doesn't even know other musical instruments and basic musical scores, so he talks about making new musical instruments, isn't it like a toddler who has not yet learned to run and jump?"

Zhong Yan's words were reasonable, but he didn't pay attention, the tone of his speech was too ironic, and looking at Lu Buqi's eyes, it was undoubtedly full of disdain.

The reason why Zhong Yan said such things was because in the Bosom Friend Pavilion, the musician asked Lu Buqi some questions, but Lu Buqi replied, saying that he didn't understand anything.