"The immortal master said with a smile, this is a musical instrument, how can it stab someone?" Qin replied indifferently, trying to pretend to be indifferent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Musical instruments?"

The high immortal master turned over and over the Nanzhu pipe, handed it back to Qin Moran, and ordered: "Play it and listen to it!"

"Immortal Master, wait a minute. Qin Moran took the Nanzhu pipe, "The bamboo pipe has just been done, and you still have to drill a few holes to complete it." ”

"It's okay, I'll wait for you. Gao Xianshi obviously didn't believe that such a bamboo pipe could be a musical instrument, hugged his arms and sneered, watching Qin Moran drill a round hole in the Nanmu pipe.

Nanmu is not ordinarily hard, Qin Moran tried his best to finally drill a round hole.

The high immortal master waited impatiently, and sneered: "That's it, don't grind and chirp any longer." Qin boy, where do you need to drill holes, how big holes to drill, you identify them. This immortal master is in a rare good mood today, so he will not hesitate to help you once. ”

Qin Moran honestly made eleven marks.

Gao Immortal Master took the Nanmu pipe casually, and then stretched out his little finger and stabbed them one by one according to Qin Moran's mark.

I heard a crisp pop sound, and the little finger of the high immortal master, like the sharpest drill bit, easily pierced eleven round holes in the Nanmu pipe, one by one round and smooth.

The High Immortal Master showed his hand, and Qin Moran's scalp was numb in shock. The little finger of the high immortal master was so powerful, he had to wonder if his sneak attack was digging his own grave.

With the help of the high immortal master, a homemade nanmu bamboo flute was launched.

Qin Moran's family background is average since he was a child, and he can't afford to buy a piano, violin or other Western musical instruments, but he plays the flute well.

At this moment, he was forced to transform the Nanzhu dagger into the Nanzhu flute, and he couldn't help but applaud his eagerness.

"I've finished drilling, now I can always play it, right?" Gao Immortal Master stared at Qin Moran's eyes with a cruel smile on his face.

Qin nodded indifferently.

"Then let's play a song!" Gao Immortal Master raised his chin, "If the ghost crying wolf howls out of tune, this Immortal Master will be very unhappy." ”

Qin Moran didn't answer, but erected the bamboo flute, shook off the bamboo chips in the tube, and then took out a piece of silk cloth to wipe the flute clean, and then approached his lips to try the sound.

The timbre of Nanzhu is unexpectedly clear. Compared to the flute on earth, it is more ethereal.

Qin Moran was itchy for a while, and couldn't help but play a song "Three Alleys of Plum Blossoms".

The music is melodious and tactful, the low place is like a girl crying, and the agitation is like the heart shouting.

A song of plum blossoms and three lanes, Qin Inseran sighed a lot.

remembered the one who was hidden deep in her heart, and finally chose to separate from herself for a higher pursuit. Could it be that a good cabbage must be fed to the pigs? Is she doing well now, does she still have a time to think of me? When she thinks of me, has she ever regretted it at all! Qin Moran suddenly felt lonely. Unconsciously burst into tears.

The sound of the flute echoes through the valley like a dancing elf, and at the end of the song, the aftermath lingers.

The high immortal master sighed, and there were faint tears flickering in his eyes.

"Good song, good song!" the high immortal master exclaimed, and returned to the cave without looking back.

Hey, that's it. Today, aren't you going to force us to swallow the Vajra Pill?

After returning to the cave, the High Immortal Master did not come out for a whole day. Alone in the cave, I don't know what the hell is doing, and I can faintly hear the howl coming from the cave.

The howl was full of irrepressible pain.

What kind of illness is this Gao Immortal Master?

The next day, early in the morning.

Qin indifferently washed by the stream.

The figure of the high immortal master was reflected on the surface of the water again, his eyes were red, and his expression was tired, as if he had not slept well all night.

"Morning High Immortal Master!" Qin indifferently greeted politely, "What song do you want to listen to today?"

Gao Immortal Master glanced at the Nanzhu flute in Qin Moran's hand, and actually showed a somewhat frightened look, "No, I won't listen to the song today." Swallow this vajra pill!"

The pill was the size of a mung bean, and if you looked closely, you could see that the golden pill was dotted with black spots.

It's time to come, and it's finally here.

Qin Moran knew that it was useless to resist, so he took the King Kong Pill with a sluggish expression, and without looking at it, his hand was raised, and the pill rolled into his abdomen.

The pill was spicy, and after falling into the stomach, there was not much reaction.

Qin was stunned for a moment, this thing is not as painful as he imagined.

As soon as this thought was born, his body suddenly trembled, as if a tube of gunpowder suddenly exploded in his abdomen, and a terrifying force was released in his body, and at the same time, an incomparable sharp pain struck, Qin Mo opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, tilted his head, pushed Jin Shan and fell to the ground, and fell directly unconscious.

By the time he woke up, it was already afternoon.

Qin opened his eyes weakly, seeing that everything was blood-red, it was obvious that his pupils were already highly congested.

It hurts!

There was a sharp pain like a steel knife scraping bones, and the whole body was hot, as if all the blood, bones, and muscles of the whole body were thrown into the furnace and were burning.

The unprecedented pain made Qin Moran grit his teeth, sweating like pulp, and his expression was extremely hideous.

In the blood-red sight, he saw the high immortal master walking up with a big bowl in his excitement, grabbing Qin Moran's wrist with one hand, and cutting his wrist veins with a knife, blood gushing out like a fountain, full of a large bowl of blood.

The rapid loss of blood made Qin Moran's heart beat uncontrollably and rapidly. His body became weak, and he felt more and more unbearable pain all over his body.

Gao Xianshi picked up a bowl of human blood, brought it to his lips and took a sip, smacking his lips with a look of ecstasy.

"Yes, yes, it can retain two-tenths of its medicinal power. ”

In the midst of laughter, the High Immortal Master drank a bowl of human blood.

After drinking a bowl of human blood, Gao Immortal Master refused to give up, grabbed Qin Moran's left arm with one hand, and waved the knife with his right hand, a blood line flashed, Qin Moran's wrist veins were cut again, and blood gushed out.

Gao Immortal Master thought that the blood was flowing too slowly, so he grabbed Qin Moran's wrist and squeezed and rubbed it, quickly squeezing out most of the bowl of blood.

Qin Moran lost a lot of blood, dying, and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, looking like he was about to die at any moment. I only felt that the strength of my body was quickly lost, and my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and I really wanted to sleep without having to endure such painful torture.

Qin was indifferent to the life or death, the high immortal master didn't care, picked up the second bowl of human blood, drank it with a bang, rolled his scarlet tongue, and licked the bottom of the bowl clean.