Chapter 735

In the purple bamboo forest, Yan Xie said to the handsome middle-aged man in front of him, "how do you want to try my ability?"

The man smiles and reaches behind his back. He took out a one foot long Piccolo, handed it to Yan Xie and said, "since you want to cut a purple bamboo flute, it means that you still know the music."

Yan Xie nodded: "that's natural. If I say I don't know the melody, no one in the world can be regarded as a master. When I was young, I was famous all over the world. At that time, Mr. Huang Heqing praised me directly, saying that if everyone had my talent, they would not have to do anything else. "

Yan Xie's words stunned the middle-aged man in front of him. He couldn't help looking at Yan Xie in surprise.

Huang Heqing is the top musician, performer and researcher of national musical instruments in China. He is a national treasure master. However, because there has been no public performance for many years, few young people in today's society know about it.

But everyone in the circle knows that this is a living fossil like master.

The middle-aged man in front of him obviously knew it too. He could not help frowning and said, "are you serious?"

Yan Xie smiles: "it's true or false. I don't count. You have your judgment."

The middle-aged man frowned and pondered for a few seconds, and said, "in that case, please play a song. If you can pass me, I will send you out of the purple bamboo forest and cut a purple bamboo to make you a flute."

He is now more polite and uses the word "please".

Yan Xie laughs. He takes the flute and blows it.

The sound of the flute was originally gentle and low, but the tone of Yan Xie was very high. At the beginning, it was very exciting. When the first sentence came out, the middle-aged man's face suddenly changed.

This is not because Yan Xie's playing is very good, but also because Yan Xie's playing skills are very superb. It's not that Yan Xie's music is rare in the world. It's because the tune that Yan Xie plays is Zhu Bajie's song of carrying his daughter-in-law in journey to the West.

The middle-aged man had closed his eyes to listen and was ready to appreciate yanxie's superb playing skills. Unexpectedly, suddenly, he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

Yan Xie's face is still intoxicated, playing very emotional. This song was originally very happy. It was blown by the evil words. It was almost like the new year. It made the middle-aged people see a beautiful picture: the working people were singing and dancing, enjoying the joy of harvest, the old farmers drove the pigs back to the pen, and the people in the village were dancing around the bonfire

The middle-aged man almost spat out a mouthful of blood: "you... You stop for me!"

With a black face, he snatched the flute, and then looked at his flute with a twisted face, as if playing the flute of Guozhu Bajie's daughter-in-law had been tarnished. His eyes seemed to be looking at his woman, who had been spoiled by other men.

"I still have a paragraph of" the little widow goes to the grave ", would you like to listen to it

"You..." a middle-aged man as white jade general year, rose into a pig liver color.

He forbeared for a long time, took a few deep breaths, and said: "you dare to make up what master Huang Heqing praised you for. It's really bold!"

Yan Xie shook his head: "master Huang Heqing really praised me. I'm not lying."

"How could it be?"

At that time, master Huang Heqing said to me, "if every child is like you, I will give up music.". This shows that master Huang Heqing agrees with me. He thinks that if everyone has my level, he will not be able to muddle along. "

"Shut up! What a mischievous person! He's completely fooling around The middle-aged man looked at the bamboo flute in his hand with regret, and his heart ached.

In this kind of elegant people's mind, there is a certain spiritual cleanliness. When he thinks of his flute and plays the tune "pig Bajie carrying his daughter-in-law", he can't recover.

He said: "if you don't want this flute, you can give it to me directly. Although you have used it, I won't dislike your dirty."

The middle-aged man almost vomited blood, his face was green, and he gnashed his teeth for a long time. He stuffed the flute into yanxie's hand, and his face was "too much to let out". He said: "in this case, I'm not embarrassed for you. You can stay in the purple bamboo forest. If you can't go out, you will die in the purple bamboo forest. Don't worry. Although you can't go out, our Nangong family won't let you starve to death. Three meals a day will be given to you. "

Yan Xie waved his hand: "Oh, no, although the purple bamboo forest array is complex, it can't be separated from the evolution of the eight trigrams array. It's just that you have added a lot of things to it, which makes the whole array look more complicated. However, too much is better than too much. The more things you add, the more flaws you will have. If you hadn't added these things, I might not have been able to see through so quickly. "

He said heresy and walked directly towards a purple bamboo with his head held high. But as soon as he took seven or eight steps, he stopped, took a few oblique steps, and then took a few backward steps.

The middle-aged man was more and more frightened.

"How old is this boy? How can you see through the purple bamboo forest directly? What kind of person did the fourth brother bring back this time? Just as an attendant, he has such talent. What kind of person is the boy surnamed ye? "

Yan Xie turned left and right in the purple bamboo forest, almost without any stop. It was as if he had been here for countless times, walking with ease and familiarity, and soon turned to a delicate bamboo house.

In front of the bamboo building, a 14-year-old girl looked at Yan Xie with surprise and watery eyes.

Yan Xie pinched the little girl's face with a smile and said, "there is a sister who is more lovely than you. She can only say" brother ". She should have come here. What about others?"

The little girl was startled and shook her head.

Yan Xie black face to scare her: "don't say to pick your pants."

The little girl's face was white with fright. An old woman's voice came out of the room: "Lan'er, what's the noise outside?"

Yan Xie didn't wait for the little girl to answer. She rushed in and said with a smile, "Hello, grandma. We are the guests of Nangong family."

With that, he waved to Michiko on one side.

When Michiko saw Yan Xie, he was surprised and exclaimed, "brother?"

Yan Xie understood her meaning and said, "your brother is OK. The person who can bully him hasn't been born yet."

With that, he said to the man standing in front of the old woman, "Hey, go to the purple bamboo forest to have a look. If you don't go, you will be killed!"