Night Hong shook his head, suddenly eyes fixed in a corner of the room.

There is an instrument stand in the corner, on which are displayed various small pieces of ancient musical instruments.

Such as Piccolo, bamboo Sheng, reed...

but what interested Yehong most was a strange guy on the shelf that was incompatible with the surrounding instruments.

Round and smooth, as stone as bone.

A total of nine circular holes are irregularly distributed on the surface.

This strange musical instrument Yehong is no stranger. It is the same type of bone Cuan in his family.

See the night Hong excitedly picked up the bone Cuan, the girl can't help rolling a white eye.

"I advise you not to think about it."

"That thing is called" nine hole bone Cuan ", and almost no one can play it..."

before the voice falls, a wisp of primitive and boundless timbre suddenly spirals from the room.

This voice is desolate and pathetic, as if witnessed the long time, vicissitudes of life.

The girl's round mouth grew into a lovely O-shaped, the whole person looked at the night Hong who was blowing bone Cuan with his eyes closed.

"You, how did you do it..."

Yehong put down the bone Cuan on the edge of his mouth and asked in doubt, "is this very difficult?"

The corner of the girl's mouth twitched for a moment: "only one person in Yao's family has been able to play this thing for a hundred years. Do you think it's difficult?"

"So..." Yehong shrugged absentmindedly, "I still have ten holes in my house. Would you like to listen to it?"

Night Hong originally is casual and polite to say, who knows to hear this, the girl suddenly whole person stands up from the ground.

A face startled to see to night Hong: "what do you say?!

You have a bone ridge with ten holes in your house, and you can play it? "

The girl's sudden mood change lets Night Hong slightly a consternation, but still subconsciously nodded.

"How can this be...

" is there really...

"then I..."

the girl clenched her lower lip, and for some reason she suddenly raised two blushes on her face.

She looked at Ye Hong suspiciously, sometimes shocked and sometimes embarrassed in her eyes.

But all the complicated emotions turned into firmness in the end.

"Take me back to your house."

Girl suddenly walked to night Hong body, a face firmly looking up to see night Hong.

Ye Hong:...

who told me that Yao's women were conservative, I was the first to kill him!

Night Hong was the first time to meet with his home girl Lei Li Jiao outside Nen.

But the good news is, the girl seems to have no idea of suicide.

In this case, it's time to retire.

"Why? There are gods

Night Hong suddenly made a face exaggerated expression, pointing out the window.

The simple girl turned her head, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said, "where...

and when she turned back again, where was Yehong in front of her.

The girl who realized that she was being played immediately chased out of the balcony, and as expected saw the back of night Hong far away.

"Hello! What's your name? "

The girl stamped her foot in anger and called to the back of Yehong.

"Ximenqu."

Night Hong head also does not return a way.

He murmured in his heart: this woman is always in trouble at first sight. She should borrow the name of brother Ximen and let him carry the pot if there is anything.

What a genius!

On the bamboo tower, looking at night Hong's back, the girl's star eyes flashed past Chi ran.

"Ximen Qun..."

"I must go home with you!"

"Only in this way can I change my destiny."