Chapter 162

Seeing that Qin yuan agreed, Huang Yuzhi was relieved and once again expressed his thanks to Qin yuan.

Looking at the flute in her hand, Qin yuan immediately felt very special, so he asked, "just now I heard the sound of the flute. It was very special. This flute should be extraordinary, isn't it an ordinary flute?"

Huang Yuzhi said: "this flute is called the soul gathering flute. As the name suggests, it is specially used to restrain the resentment of the soul. Do you know why the flute sounds like a cry? That's because there are a lot of grievances collected from the flute. "

Huang Yuzhi raised his eyes and looked at the surging Yellow River water, and then said, "there are a lot of resentful souls gathered in the surging Yellow River water. They died unjustly and innocently, so they were not reconciled to death. Their souls have been gathered in the surging Yellow River water for a long time. In those years when I became the Yellow River empress, I have been using this flute to restrain those resentment spirits To help them resolve their grievances, so that they can smoothly reincarnate in the underworld, and hope that they can be good people in the afterlife. But unfortunately, after a few years, I use this flute to restrain a lot of resentment, but there are still a lot of resentments in the Yellow River, as if they will never be exhausted. "

"Eh? Is it? Is there a lot of resentment in the Yellow River? " Qin yuan followed her eyes and looked up at the surging Yellow River.

"If you don't believe me, please listen..." Huang Yuzhi said, raised the bamboo flute in his hand, put it on his lips and blew it gently.

So the whimpering flute sounded again and began to spread on the edge of the Yellow River.

And a few minutes later, the already calm water surface of the Yellow River suddenly began to slowly turn waves, and then the waves became bigger and bigger, and there seemed to be mixed with sobbing.

Crying? Qin yuan's eyebrows immediately wrinkled tightly, erect the ear to listen carefully.

Yes, it is indeed crying. Many people cry, including men, women, old people and children.

These cries gathered together, high and low, near and far, which made people feel creepy and desolate at the same time.

Those cries mixed with the whining flute sound, giving people a very shocking feeling.

"Is this cry coming from the Yellow River?" Qin Yuan said, "is this cry from the bitterness in the water? There are really many resentful souls in the water?"

At this time, Huang Yuzhi continued to play the flute, so the cry on the lake became more and more loud, and more and more miserable, until finally reached the peak. Qin yuan only felt that his eardrum was humming. Fortunately, after a few minutes, the cry gradually became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared, and the flute sound stopped.

Huang Yuzhi slowly put the flute down, and then she looked at Qin yuan and said, "the countless cries of bitterness that the Master heard just now are from those who died in the Yellow River. In fact, many people commit suicide every year in the Yellow River. Some of them are because of lovelorn, some because of losing their relatives, and some are beaten by something He jumped into the river and committed suicide for a moment, but it was just an impulse. After these people died, they began to regret, and they began to be unwilling. But it was too late. They were already dead and became souls. "

"There are also people who do not commit suicide, but are killed, or are pushed into the Yellow River to drown, or are killed and then dumped here."

"In short, for hundreds of years or even thousands of years, no matter whether the people who committed suicide or those who were killed by others, their souls have been gathering in the Yellow River for a long time. With the accumulation of time, their resentment is growing, so that the resentment of the whole Yellow River is also growing."

After a pause, Huang Yuzhi continued: "do you know why the Yellow River is yellow?"

Qin yuan was stunned: "what do you mean? Is the Yellow River Yellow because Is it because of the gathering of resentful souls in it? "

Then Qin yuan shook his head: "impossible. As we all know, the Yellow River's water is yellow because of the sediment inside."

But when he said this, he stopped, because he saw Huang Yuzhi's expression, he immediately understood something and did not ask again.

"There are a lot of unknown things in the Yellow River, such as the corpses of corpses holding boats, and the evil king of the Yellow River. The reason why these evil things can survive in the Yellow River is that they have absorbed the resentment of the Yellow River for a long time, which nourishes them and makes them stronger and more evil."

Huang Yuzhi sighed gently, then raised the flute in his hand and said, "this flute has restrained a lot of resentment of the soul. In fact, it is also a very powerful magic weapon, because the resentment can hurt people. For example, the black resentment I vomited before hurt the eminent monk who practiced Taoism."

"In order to express my gratitude to the master, I would like to give this flute to him."

Huang Yuzhi said and handed the flute to Qin yuan.

"Every time the flute converges a soul, it gathers a share of resentment, and its power increases by one point. In the future, I will leave the Yellow River and no longer be the Yellow River empress. Therefore, I can no longer use this flute to restrain the resentment in the Yellow River. Therefore, I am willing to give it to an expert. Only in the hands of such a person as an expert can the flute exert its power thoroughly. "Qin yuan did not refuse, nor did he say anything polite. He directly reached out and took the flute.

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