Chapter 532

"That musical instrument has been there for two years?" Shao wanqin said.

"Yes. But no one knows how to use it up to now." Xinyao replied.

"It seems that we will know tonight," Shao wanqin said.

A bodyguard came down from the third floor and leaned over to Shao wanqin. Shao wanqin suddenly stood up from his seat, followed the bodyguard up to the third floor, came to a room, bowed to the people inside and said, "wanqin has seen the master and general Geng. His subordinates didn't know the master was coming. Please punish the master."

"Get up." Zhao Zhen seemed to be in a good mood. She glanced at Shao wanqin and fell her eyes from the window to the stage.

Xuanyu building is Zhao Zhen's place!

"Master knows her?" Shao wanqin asked when he saw Zhao Zhen and they all looked at Du Xiaoli.

"What's your bet ratio this time?" Geng Shouxin asked.

"One to ten." Shao wanqin felt that when he said this, he seemed to see Geng Shou's gloating in his heart.

"You're going to die," Geng Shouxin said.

"..." Shao wanqin looked at Geng Shouxin puzzled. Seeing Zhao Zhen and his eyes, he was sure that he would not sleep tonight.

In the room directly opposite the third floor, lengyi looked at Du Xiaoli in a daze at an unknown musical instrument and said, "master, princess, what's the matter?"

Han Mingyi looked at Du Xiaoli, who came to play in men's clothes again, and kept turning the trigger in his hand.

"Xiaoli seems to know that kind of musical instrument." Luo Qi looked at Du Xiaoli and said.

"That musical instrument has been put in Xuanyu building for two years, and no one has ever moved it. If Princess Ding knows what it is, it will make this musical instrument useful." Liu Mochen beside Luo Qi said.

Han Mingyi looks at Du Xiaoli in a daze at the ocarina and secretly guesses what's wrong with her?

Han Mingyi, who would have arrived only a few days ago, completed the things there in advance and followed the clues to Bianjing. Tonight, he happened to meet Luo Qi and Liu Mochen to discuss things here. Unexpectedly, he met Du Xiaoli and them to play.

Du Xiaoli certainly didn't expect Han Mingyi. They were just looking at her upstairs at this time. Her thoughts were floating to the remote mountain village of the previous life with the long lost Ocarina.

The grandfather who taught her acupuncture once taught her to play the ocarina. That was her only fun besides studying medicine during that time, and it was also a thought of that grandfather.

However, since she came here, she has never seen the ocarina. Although she has played the song with other musical instruments, she doesn't have the original feeling.

"Childe, do you want to choose this instrument?" Han Xue asked, looking at Du Xiaoli, staring at the ocarina.

"HMM." Du Xiaoli returned to his senses, reached out to take down the ocarina, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped it clean, saying, "snow girl, please."

With that, she came to one side and sat down.

Fire phoenix they were surprised to see that Du Xiaoli chose the ocarina.

"Elder martial sister, what instrument did she choose?" asked Si Qin.

"I don't know what instrument it is," the Shuiqing fairy shook her head and said.

Han Xue took out her flute and played a cheerful music. The quiet flute sound and warm emotion once pushed the atmosphere in the hall to a climax.

"The cold snow now plays the flute much better than before," Geng Shouxin said. "It's a pity that Princess Ding can't play the flute tonight. Otherwise, I want to see who is better."

"Princess Ding?" Shao wanqin said in surprise. "Is that the person on the stage Princess Ding?"

"Exactly," Geng Shouxin said.

"If she uses the flute, Han Xue will lose." Zhao Zhen knocked on the table with one hand.

"But she chose a musical instrument she didn't know," Shao wanqin said.

"Hou ye, do you think she will win the cold snow with that musical instrument?" Geng Shouxin asked.

"For her, the result seems unimportant." Zhao Zhen looks at Du Xiaoli who has been stroking the ocarina. "I remember you said you got two, didn't you?"

"Yes."

“……”

At the end of the cold snow song, there were applause and cheers.

Shuiqing fairy looked at Han Xue and sighed, "if I compare with her, I may not be able to beat her."

"Xiaoli is sure to win her," said the fire phoenix.

"If you use the flute, there should be no suspense, but now, the result is unknown!" Bai Ningyuan said. "We have bet a lot of silver. Don't let us lose our money, otherwise I will let her invite me to a big meal to comfort the injured heart."

Han Xue looked at the sensation he caused with satisfaction, turned to Du Xiaoli and said, "childe, please."

Du Xiaoli got up and said, "can you put out half the lanterns in the hall?"

As soon as Han Xue waved her hand, the maid in charge of the lanterns put out the lights in the hall, and then lit the yellow lanterns. The hall suddenly changed from white as day to dusk.

Everyone had just adapted to the change of light, and a softer voice than the flute sounded in the dark. With the sound of the flute, everyone present seemed to see the place where they grew up, or the continuous mountains, or the vast grassland, or the trickling streams in the mountains. In addition to the sound of the flute, there seemed to be the call of the mother, the advice of the wife, and the laughter of the children. Heart, at this moment, has never been quiet, but also has never been missing. The original scenery of her hometown. This song was given to her by her grandfather. During that time in the mountain village, she often listened to her grandfather play. The short Ocarina and the missing from the sound of the flute accompanied her through the difficult time of losing relatives. Later, she learned to play the ocarina by herself and liked to play it when she had nothing to do. She didn't expect to see the ocarina here. Her feelings seemed to return to the distant past at the moment of seeing it. With the dim yellow lights and soft flute sound, everyone felt her deep longing here. At the same time, many people began to miss their hometown. "This song..." Geng Shouxin wanted to say something, but finally turned all his words into a long sigh. Zhao Zhen leaned back in the chair and stroked the wound on her shoulder. Why did he listen to her music? He felt that the wound was burning faintly. Han Mingyi came to the window and saw the figure on the stage as if she were an independent person. He was distressed. He wanted to go down, hold her hand and tell her that although he couldn't accompany her back to the past, he would accompany her to the end. Luo Qi thought of the small mountain village in the southwest with the flute sound. The time he spent with her there, Zhouzhuang mountain, Zhouzhuang water, and the oranges and grapes on the hillside. He seemed to hear the little man waving his hand and shouting at him, "brother Luo Qi, it's dinner."