Chapter 2 The sound of the flute is faint from the sky

A ray of the sun broke, and it was almost dusk.

Far away, the sun is about to set, falling below the horizon, leaving only a sunset as red as blood. The clouds in the sky were bleak, dyed red by the sinking sunset.

Early in the morning, Han Xuanming, Ye Zhenzhen and Liu Yiyi met, and after some discussion, they separated. Ye Zhenzhen and Liu Yiyi went into the rosemary forest, saying that they had something to do, leaving only Han Xuanming and the children.

Han Xuanming walked around the village for a while, and then returned to the temporary hut and kept pranayama. He was going to stay here for three or five days, and then leave when he was well.

Han Xuanming kept pranayama in the house until the sun was about to set.

"Big brother, are you there?"

A voice sounded outside the house, sounding like it was one of the children in the morning. Han Xuanming only remembered at this time that early in the morning, the little fox was taken away by a group of children and has not yet returned.

He got up from his bed, went to the door, and opened it.

Here came two teenagers, about six or seven years old, with the same face, twins.

Although they have the same faces, the temperaments of the two teenagers are very different. Among the two children, the eldest is called Yaliang, who has a lively personality and loves to laugh. The small one, called Yahou, has a somewhat dull temperament and doesn't like to talk.

Two children walked in, the older one in his arms, holding the little fox. He tried his best to raise the little fox high, and at the same time shouted at Han Xuan, "Big brother, I'll return it." ”

The little fox looks like it's languishing, and it looks like it's been ravaged by a group of children. As soon as it saw Han Xuanming, it jumped up from Yaliang's arms, and with a "whoosh" sound, it rushed to Han Xuanming's head.

Han Xuanming raised his head, chuckled, and shrugged his shoulders. Then he patted the two children on the back of the head and asked, "What about the other children?"

Yaliang smiled, revealing a little tiger tooth, looking very cute, and said: "They all went to sleep, everyone in the village rested early, and as soon as the sun sets, they will be ready to sleep." ”

But Yahou was displeased, shook off Han Xuanming's hand, frowned, and said sullenly: "Don't touch my head, it won't grow tall!"

Seeing that the two looked the same, but their temperaments were so different, Han Xuanming couldn't help but smile, but he didn't say anything.

Yaliang raised his head, yawned, and then still smiled, and said to Han Xuanming: "Big brother, the little fox has been returned to you, let's go first." ”

Saying that, Yaliang yawned again, stretched his waist, took Yahou's hand, and the two walked out of the house together.

After the two children left, Han Xuanming had been meditating, while the little fox was resting on the side, looking like he should be tired. And so it was until the second half of the night.

During the retreat, Han Xuanming suddenly heard that in the far distance, there seemed to be music coming from it, and it sounded like a flute.

Melodious, dense and dense, like the echo of the empty valley, like the wind in the dense forest. The sound of the flute was like a clear stream, coming from a great distance and spilling into the house, making Han Xuanming hear the sound.

The little fox's ears twitched, and it was evident that it had heard the music as well, and was startled from its sleep. It jumped and landed on Han Xuanming's head, saying, "What a nice voice!"

So, accompanied by a man and a fox, the two walked out of the house together, and moved when they heard the sound.

The sound of the flute is ethereal, tactfully turning, like a clear spring in the deep mountains, like a stream under the bright moon, and the rhyme flows. Listening attentively, I suddenly felt like a spring breeze and was refreshed.

Han Xuanming unconsciously closed his eyes, only to feel a picture unfolding in front of his eyes.

In front of his eyes, it seems to have become a piece of greenery, under the bright moon night, there is a stream flowing, a hundred birds singing, a gust of night wind hits, the forest is rustling, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

Such a beautiful music makes people calm their minds.

The sound of the flute came up from the sky, and the clouds, shadows and moonlight lingered together. Secretly asked where is this sound? The fairy wind went down to Yaotai.

Han Xuanming walked along with the music, and after a while, he walked out of the village. Soon after leaving the village, a fog rushed in all around, and although the moonlight was bright, the vision began to become more and more blurred.

The location of the village is in the middle of the rosemary forest, completely surrounded by the surrounding ancient forests and shrouded in a sea of fog. At night, it is definitely not advisable to travel, otherwise there will be trouble.

Seeing that the white fog around him was getting thicker and thicker, Han Xuanming stopped his steps and hesitated: "You can't continue to move forward, otherwise, once you enter the forest, it will be difficult to come out again." ”

Han Xuanming wanted to find the source of the music, but the music seemed to be far away from here, and there was no way but he could only give up and prepare to return to the village.

At this moment, in the mist, through the faint moonlight, Han Xuanming seemed to see that there were two figures walking, looking at their figures, they were not very tall, only the size of children.

When the two children gradually approached, Han Xuanming saw clearly.

The two children, in the evening, came to the house and returned the little fox's Yaliang and Yahou. But looking at them, something seems wrong.

The steps of the two people were a little vain, walking like mechanical puppets, walking towards the depths of the dense forest, in the direction where the flute sound came from, step by step.

The little fox shouted: "Hey......"

"Shhhhh......hh ”

Immediately, Han Xuanming hid in the thick fog, hiding in the night, following the two brothers all the way.

On the way, Han Xuanming lowered his voice and speculated: "In the morning, Miss Ye Zhenzhen said that a child has disappeared inexplicably recently, I think it must be related to this flute!"

"It should be so, it is very likely that someone played the flute to attract the children here, lure them out of the village, and then take them away. The little fox said, "It's just, I don't know, what does that person want these children for?"

"Don't worry about it for now, let's follow up and see how it goes. Han Xuanming said, "Since Miss Liu saved me in the rosemary forest and repaid me for her absence, I have the responsibility to protect these children." ”

In this way, a man and a fox, following closely behind the two brothers, hid their figures, and headed for the depths of the rosemary forest.

I don't know how long it took, Yaliang and Yahou stopped.

Secretly, seeing the two of them stop, Han Xuanming and the little fox also stopped together, with very light steps, and quietly hid behind a big tree. Han Xuanming poked his head out and watched carefully.

Not far away, on top of a towering ancient tree, a man stood.

The appearance is handsome, transcendent, peerless, like a fairy descending into the world. A gust of wind blew, ruffling his hair, and his clothes fluttered like flying, as if he was about to ride the wind.

The face is perfect, flawless, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the demeanor of a god son. Its whole body seems to exude a holy brilliance, surrounded by green and blue glow, and its skin is crystal clear, comparable to snow white.

At his lips, there is a jade flute, exuding immeasurable greenery, playing a moving heavenly sound, flowing around, like a warm spring breeze.

Han Xuanming hid behind the tree, looked at the man in the tree in the distance, his eyes froze, and he affirmed: "It's definitely him! It must be him, secretly kidnapping the children in the village!"

The little fox suggested: "Let's go around behind him, solve him with one blow, and solve the big problem for the village!"

"Good!"

Han Xuanming nodded in agreement, tiptoeing and cat-walking, bypassing the back of the ancient tree, and quietly walked towards the big tree where the man was standing by the moonlight and fog.

On the way there, Han Xuanming's right hand was stretched, and the silver spirit in his hand appeared.

When he approached a certain position, Han Xuanming stomped on the ground, jumped up, and walked in the direction where the man was standing.

The long sword in his hand slashed horizontally, drawing a peerless arc, and suddenly, a silver sword shattered the void and shot towards the man's head like lightning.

A series of movements, all in one go, and without any sound.

But the man was very alert, and his body was vigorous and agile, and he jumped lightly from the ancient tree, like an immortal riding the wind, fluttering away, and his movements were free and smooth.

In mid-air, the man looked back and looked in the direction of Han Xuanming. Seeing Han Xuanming, he nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be forever smiling.

The blow missed, and Han Xuanming fell back to the ground, stood up straight, and looked at the opponent from afar.

The man, whose figure was like flying and fluttering like an immortal, landed steadily and took a few steps forward. At this time, Han Xuanming realized that Yaliang and Yahou were standing with the man, right behind him.

Seeing this, Han Xuanming secretly said that it was not good, pointed his sword at his opponent, and shouted: "Return Yaliang and Yahou!"

"Come back?" the man, a little puzzled, asked, "Is this your child?"

"It's not!"

"Is this your brother?"

"It's not!"

Hearing this, the man smiled and said, "That's right, since it's not a relative, why do you want me to return them? I'm going to take the two brothers and leave here." ”

Han Xuanming was dumbfounded, not knowing how to refute his opponent's words, and finally had to shout: "Then why did you take them away?"

"Come with me if they want to!" the man said, looking back. The two teenagers, as if responding to the man's words, nodded mechanically.

Han Xuanming shouted: "They are not voluntary at all, but they are confused by you!"

"So what? At least, they came out on their own, and I didn't force it. The man was a little defiant, "You can call them back, if they are willing to go with you, I will not stop them." ”

"You ......" Han Xuanming gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think I don't know, they are confused by your voice, and now they are like puppets, and they won't go with me at all!"

At this time, the little fox said above Han Xuanming's head: "It's useless to talk more, let's do it directly!"

Han Xuanming nodded, and with a wave of his long sword, a shocking sword appeared, which was enough to cut through the mountain and cut off the mountain, towards the man's head, and pressed away.

The man stood still and did not move, the jade flute waved into the sky, and a clear green light swung out, eliminating the sword light coming from the sky, and easily catching Han Xuanming's blow.

In this interval, Han Xuanming had already swooped down like lightning.

Seeing Han Xuanming attacking, the man frowned and said unhappily: "Since this is the case, then it is offended!"