On the way back, Ah Lai played with the jade flute in his hand, but the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and suddenly remembered the corpse of the ancestor of the Xia family, and sighed: "Hey, let's go and bury it!"

With his memory, Ah Lai came to the place where he rummaged through the secret books of the exercises, and faced with a vast pile of corpses, Ah Lai made a difficulty, even if he was a person who was a bull fork before his death, he could not withstand the erosion of the years after death, which made him how to distinguish which one was the bones of the ancestors of the Xia family, and how to start.

Helpless, I had to turn to Lao Zamao again, "Lao Zamao, you asked me to help him collect the funeral, but I can't tell the difference, do you have a way?"

"Yes, it's easy. As he spoke, he instructed Ah Lai to pick up the left piece and the right piece.

Until the patchwork was complete, looking at the complete corpse in front of him, Ah Lai asked puzzledly: "Old Zamao, how do you know which piece is his? Could it be a mistake? Don't work in vain?"

Seeing that Ah Lai doubted himself, Lao Zamao almost blurted out, ", of course Lao Tzu can't be mistaken, only he was chopped off by Lao Tzu, and there is Lao Tzu's residual breath on it." ”

But fortunately, Lao Zamao held back in time and lied: "There will be no mistake, Lao Tzu is judged by the residual soul breath in that hall, you can rest assured." ”

"Oh", Ah Lai replied, but in his heart he was still skeptical, reached out to the ruins of the bones, and began to investigate, Ah Lai hoped to find something to prove the identity of the owner of the bones, so that it could be verified.

Rummaging around, a book attracted Ah Lai's attention, different from other books, this one is nailed with a red rope, taken into the hand, found that it is made of jade, the inner page is white like snow, but the quality is extremely hard, Ah Lai feels that it should be made of the bones of some kind of beast, the words on it, are all engraved on it, the title of the book is "The Song of the Dead Flute", it is actually this Xiao score, Ah Lai was deeply surprised, and began to read it.

"Preface: sigh I and dream butterfly, childhood sweethearts, two little no guesses, morning and dusk together, grow together, and adult, red candle flower marriage; the two of us golden wind and jade dew, frolicking in the deep courtyard, neck in the wisteria jade; such as the mandarin duck playing in the blue waves, flying together, such as the phoenix perched in the golden sycamore, wandering the four seas; I like to cultivate immortals, asked about butterflies, butterfly said, you are the fairy of the concubine body, fortunately accompanied by the left and right, that is, the immortal, I began to be silent; I love the sound of the law, like a hole flute, the butterfly all over the world, select beautiful jade, and finally get the psychic jasper, carved into a flute to give me, decorated with a jade kite, butterfly children, the concubine is a kite, the thread is wrapped in the king's hand, hope to hold each other forever, at this time, the fairy is not envious to meHowever, Liangchen hates the short, and when Lin'er is born, the sky is difficult to fall, the butterfly does not listen to me, sacrifices his life to give birth to Lin'er, and returns to the west! Only I am left with Xiao, Xiao or feel my sadness, the whole body color changes like crying blood, I call it the blood! I hate, hate the sky how unfair, take away my love, for this I make a grand wish, if I become an immortal, I will reverse this day!

"Mourning: Dream night is cool and cool like the moon, summer flowers are scattered, look at the hundred miles of frost, play ten songs Shaohua Ling is never send, heavy nine dogwoods are not the same as strong, chrysanthemum wine drink and look at the eight poles, who has ever said that Qixi is still resentful, try to ask Liuhe, this pain collapses in five, wandering the four seas are also difficult to find, remote knowledge of three lives is broken, two sorrows, a lifetime of sorrow; 。 ”

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After reading it carefully, his eyes were slightly misty, Ah Lai Si was sure that the owner of this skeleton was the ancestor of the Xia family, and his heart felt like something was blocked, he was bored, and put the Xiao spectrum into his arms and put it away, and found a brocade quilt, put the bones of the ancestors of the Xia family, wrapped it, and found a place that looked pleasing to the eye, dug a big pit, buried the brocade quilt into it properly, and put the remaining seemingly valuable things in his spiritual ruins into them one by one, and then collected a large number of silk satin, ancient jade porcelain, and soft jewelry, and buried them together.

Ah Lai buried while muttering, "I am also fated to be around you, and these things outside the body don't matter if you use them or not, and whether you live or die, in short, I buried you thickly, originally because of your Xia family, I hate you very much, and I am very reluctant to bury you, but I don't hate you now, no matter what, you are a man, much better than your descendants." ”

Ah Lai didn't bother to build a big tomb, and found a wooden card, and took a knife to engrave it crookedly, "The Tomb of Xia Qi Transcript", and after inserting it, Ah Lai respectfully bowed three times in front of the grave.

After finishing his busy work, Ah Lai still felt depressed in his heart, and some questions were not vomited or unhappy, "Lao Zamao, this is the high-flying and domineering jealous person in your mouth? But how do I think it's just a poor infatuated person who rebels against the sky for love? Oh, just because he wants to rebel against the sky, the sky will get rid of him, could it be that the sky is afraid of him?"

"Well, this providence cannot be fathomed, why do you bother to ask! Besides, he is angry with the world because of his own selfishness, and tries to go against the sky. The old miscellaneous hair said with a little weakness.

"Then why does he want to go against the sky?" Ah Lai continued to ask unwillingly.

"Why? Isn't this clear?" the old miscellaneous hair was amused by Ah Lai.

"I don't think so, I think he wants to rebel against the sky for another purpose, and to rebel against the sky is to rebel against life and death, and he should ultimately want to resurrect his lover!

"There is also a possibility of that, but his mistake is that he is too crazy, the sky is crazy and there is rain, and people are crazy, boy, you just remember, it is better to keep a low profile in the future!" said the old man to himself.

"Hahaha, old Zamao, you are so funny, he is crazy? Can you find someone more crazy than you in this world? You, hahaha, you still educate me?" Ah Lai also made Lao Zamao happy, and he felt much better.

"Yes, Lao Tzu is crazy, Lao Tzu is crazy because Lao Tzu has that crazy capital!"

"Lao Zamao, let me ask you again, if the ancestor of the Xia family is replaced by you, what should you do?" Ah Lai thought about it, if it was changed to himself, what should he do, but he couldn't think of a reason.

"Well, replace me with Lao Tzu, well, Lao Tzu, I have countless imperial mother thunder, there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a flower, no one will find a group again. Lao Zamao was talking about ghosts, but he secretly thought in his heart, "If you really change to Lao Tzu, the ending may be really different! ”

So, Lao Zamao continued to educate: "Boy, the fairy road is ruthless, don't mess up the immortal heart, don't think about these messy things, it's better to cultivate your immortal!"

didn't say anything more, Ah Lai only thought in his heart, "If the sky doesn't understand love, ruthless rules are love, and it's strange if there is no chaos!"

Looking at the night outside the window, it was as dark as ink, "If I become an immortal, I will go against this day", lightly turning the broken blood flute in his hand, Ah Lai is difficult to sleep, behind the sky, in fact, I am afraid that it is just a deep helplessness, Ah Lai thought, took out the Xiao score in his arms again, Xiao Ben is poignant, I don't know what kind of peerless memorial song I can play, I took a few Chang Ming Jing, afraid of arguing with Ah Ying, Ah Lai quietly went out.

Who would have thought that Ah Ying didn't fall asleep at all, and when he saw Ah Lai quietly go out, he fell far behind Ah Lai and followed him out like a ghost.

Unconsciously, Ah Lai came to the place where he bathed every day, and the rain gathered all year round, forming the lake in front of Ah Lai now, which is empty and quiet, and it is also a good place to blow the flute.

Walk to the lake under a tree, the tree is also coiled on the pile of corpses, anyway, the bottom of the cliff is full of corpses, Ah Lai is not strange, smell bursts of fragrance attack, but it is the pink flowers on the tree are blooming, with the fragrance of flowers to practice the flute, not bad, so Ah Lai hung Chang Mingjing on the tree, found a branch with a fork and inserted it into the ground, put the flute on it, facing the lake, and began to play.

The sound was like flowing water at the beginning, bubbling and flowing, suddenly startled like an ape crying, extremely poignant, Ah Lai seemed to see the ancestor of the Xia family holding a dream butterfly in his hand, sitting on the ground, glaring at the sky, leading his neck to wail, and then the voice gradually lowered, such as crying, and then the sound became more urgent, a desperate killing intention, after a blowing, unconsciously, A Lai Si burst into tears.

If the sound is magical, let Ah Lai want to stop, the first time to play, intermittent, Ah Lai is not satisfied, in order to better control the breath, Ah Lai mixed the mana into the breath, big or small, long or short, this time it is much better, the sound is like silk, free and casual.

was immersed in the sad and mournful sound of the flute, but the opposite lake was bursting, the water was churning, and the startled Ah Lai stopped playing, thinking that there was some monster in the lake. Looking at the lake vigilantly, the rippling lake surface returned to the mirror for a while, the sound of the demon flute still echoed in the ears, seeing that there was no movement on the lake, Ah Lai couldn't help but blow again, but at the beginning, the lake exploded again, Ah Lai understood something in a trance, the sound of the flute blew more urgently, and the lake exploded even more, in order to further verify, Ah Lai increased the mana mixed into the breath, but saw that the lake was not a wave surging, but a wave.

When the lake returned to tranquility again, Ah Lai no longer mixed with mana, just simple blowing, this time the lake was not abnormal, so far Ah Lai was sure that this score was not just a flute song, but also a sonic exercise, sound waves are invisible, hurtful and unprepared, for this unexpected gain, Ah Lai was overjoyed.

The explosion of "bang" was really unavoidable, and the song was familiar, so Ah Lai no longer mixed with mana, and simply played it.

The sound of the flute is long, and during the play, Ah Lai smells the fragrance of flowers on the trees next to him more and more intensely, and the consciousness of the smoked Ah Lai is gradually blurred, Ah Lai feels as if he has become a colorful butterfly, fluttering, flying over the sea of flowers of 10,000 acres, sweet stamen everywhere, beautiful lingering, Ah Lai gradually indulges in it, this feeling is too good, free, and no fairy can be so happy.

"Oh, what a demon dares to confuse my brother!"