Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 716: Only take 1 flute
"Woo... whimper... whimper..."
Hu Yun ran wildly in Niokui Mountain carrying two purple bamboos still with branches and leaves, and from time to time he would bring out a burst of sweet nature.
The little paper crane did not stop on Hu Yun's head, but stood on the top of one of the purple bamboos. As the purple bamboo swayed, its two wings flapped every time there was a "woo" sound. The sound is particularly intense, and as the tone rises, it's a great time to play.
It was just getting dark when we left. When we returned to Ning'an County, the county had quieted down. Before we entered the city, we could already hear the barking of dogs deep in the city.
"Shh... little paper crane, grab these two bamboos and don't let them make any more noise."
The little paper crane tilted its head and looked at Hu Yun when he heard the words, but still did as he was told. The two paper wings, one on each side, slightly rolled the top of the purple bamboo, suppressing any slight vibration of the bamboo body. , naturally there was no sound.
The next moment, Hu Yun took a run and jumped directly onto the Ning'an County city wall. Then he jumped at the other end and flew deep into Ning'an County as if gliding. His agility on the roof scared Ning'an County to death. Half of the cats in the city, and the remaining half either haven't seen it, or they are old cats who have seen Hu Yun before.
When the fox and the crane returned to Ju'an Pavilion like a joyful couple, only Ji Yuan and Zao Niang were left in the courtyard. Ji Yuan raised his head and looked at Hu Yun and the little paper crane coming in from the door, and then his eyes fell. When he reached the two purple bamboos, his eyes lit up. Hu Yun indeed brought some surprises.
"Sir, where is Sun Yaya?"
"What time has it been? They are still waiting for her to have dinner at home. When she returns home after being away for several years, there will be a celebration at home. Is it possible that she will be here all night talking about music scores?"
Hu Yun scratched his head. Although what Mr. Ji said made sense, he felt that Sun Yaya would definitely be willing to stay in Ju'an Pavilion for a while. Then he grabbed Zizhu and shook it.
"Whew...whimper..."
"Sir, look, I found these two purple bamboos in the Niokui Mountain Purple Bamboo Forest. They must be suitable for making flutes, right?"
Hu Yun grabbed two pieces of purple bamboo as if offering a treasure and came to Ji Yuan. The latter reached out to take the purple bamboo and kept looking up and down the bamboo.
"Yes, yes, two pieces of exquisite purple bamboo with a natural charm. If you are destined to see them, you can only see them once. If you are not, you can only make two cave flutes and two piano flutes!"
"Hahahaha... As long as you are satisfied, sir, this bamboo will ring by itself in the wind, which sounds great. If you don't believe me, just ask the little paper crane!"
"啾啾~~"
Ji Yuan smiled, stretched out his hand and patted the bamboo body gently.
Huh...huh...
A breeze blew through the courtyard, and the jujube branches and leaves swayed slightly, causing a "rustling..." sound. The two purple bamboos in Ji Yuan's hand also "whimpered", appearing harmoniously and naturally.
"Sir, do you need to find a master craftsman from Ning'an County to make the flute? I heard that the craftsmen from Ning'an County are famous all over the world."
Ji Yuan used his sword finger to gently hit one of the purple bamboos one by one, especially the bamboo joints twice more. In his eyes, the two purple bamboos glowed with a green spirit. The purple halo, every time he patted it, the halo weakened a little, but instead of disappearing, it shrank back into the purple bamboo and absorbed the meridians of the bamboo body.
"That's not necessary. Although Ji is not a craftsman who makes musical instruments, he knows where the appropriate sound of the flute comes from this bamboo. Well, then, let's do it!"
After Ji Yuan explained the first half of the sentence, the second half was more like mumbling to himself, and then he kept his sword finger and slid it along one of the bamboo bodies.
"Thursing, thursing..."
Ji Yuan just brushed the bamboo body with his sword finger, and the dust on some bamboo joints scattered, and soon there was only one smooth purple bamboo left. Different from the grayish purple just now, the purple bamboo at this moment was There is a glimmer of light under the starlight.
Ji Yuan gently stroked the bamboo body and felt that the lower end of the bamboo was broken at almost the right place, and the aura of the break was not scattered. He couldn't help but take another look at Hu Yun. No wonder he could be turned into a demon by the nine-tailed fox. To entangle, go up nine knots with your fingers, the distance is just right, and tap lightly on the end bamboo knot.
"Click~"
This purple bamboo broke at the sound.
As Ji Yuan grazed the broken purple bamboo with his sword finger, he pointed the mouth of the bamboo towards the ground and dumped it. Some of the fragments from the bamboo joints inside also fell to the ground.
Ji Yuan didn’t need to measure before or after. He just relied on his feeling and poked the bamboo stick in his hand. After it hit the spot, a hole was left in the bamboo and it was coated with a layer of The silver glow of starlight.
In fact, it's not just the flute, everything in Ju'an Pavilion is covered with starlight and entangled with the spiritual wind, including the two purple bamboos on the table.
Hu Yun, Little Paper Crane, Zao Niang and Jin Jia, as well as the small characters in the sword meaning hanging on the jujube tree, all looked attentively at Ji Yuan making the flute, what was done and polished in his hands No process is required at all, just like making a good flute only requires a finger-dropping feeling.
But everyone present knew in their hearts that Mr. Ji was almost using the method of refining a magical instrument to make the purple bamboo flute, but this method was very light and agile, with no trace of fireworks.
Whenever a hole is completed, Ji Yuan will attach his ears to the bamboo and listen quietly, while the stars in the sky continue to gather, and the aura surrounding the jujube trees also rotates around the stone table.
"Woo...whimper..."
The spiritual wind blew past Ji Yuan, not only making his clothes flutter, but also bringing up waves of quiet nature sounds. Although not as good as Feng Qiuhuang, it also calmed the hearts of those who heard it.
The falling stars are like falling stars and drizzle in the courtyard. The flexibility of making the flute based on fate gives the viewer a full sense of beauty and a sense of Tao Yun.
"Starlight falls in the sky, purple bamboo grows on the ground, the sound combines the five elements, and when it is successful, it blends yin and yang, fits the magic of the instrument, and blends the nature of heaven..."
Ji Yuan was playing the flute while explaining softly. His movements were sometimes slow and sometimes fast. The process of listening to the music to attract the stars took a long time, but whether it was for Ji Yuan himself or others such as Hu Yun and Zao Niang, But it’s not very long. After all, to a certain extent, this can be considered as listening to Jiyuan’s sermons, which has benefited a lot.
It didn't take much time and effort. Just an hour later, a beautiful-looking dongxiao appeared in Ji Yuan's hand.
"Mr. Ji, is the flute finished?"
Hu Yun couldn't wait to ask the first question. He wanted Ji Yuan to play "Feng Qiu Huang" again, but Ji Yuan looked up and down on the flute and nodded gently.
"It's done, but one more step needs to be added."
As he said that, the Langhao pen on the pen holder on the table automatically flew into Ji Yuan's hand. Without touching the ink, he held the pen above Xiao's body and started writing. He finished writing in a moment. It was the word "Ji Yuan", and There is no ink mark, it is just slightly lighter than the purple color of the flute body, but it does not damage the outer skin of the purple bamboo.
"Hahaha, I accidentally carved my name on Dongxiao..."
Ji Yuan laughed like this, causing Hu Yun to mutter: "Mr. must have written it on purpose..."
"By the way! Sir, can you play "Feng Qiu Huang" again now?"
Hu Yun's expectations were also everyone's expectations. Ji Yuan looked around, and even Jin Jia turned to look this way, let alone others, but this time Ji Yuan shook his head.
"Forget it today."
"Oh... Sir, there is still more than half of this purple bamboo. This one is still very complete and can be used to make flutes again."
"Well, it is indeed possible, but a cave flute is enough."
"Ah? What to do with the remaining purple bamboo?"
Hu Yun stared blankly at Zizhu on the table.
"There are two ways, one is to take it and keep it yourself, the other is to plant it back in the Purple Bamboo Forest of Niokui Mountain. It's up to you."
Ji Yuan's words made Hu Yun stupid again.
"Can I go back to this?"
"Yes, yes. You controlled it very properly when you cut off the bamboo. You sealed the spirit without damaging the rhyme, divided the bamboo without hurting its vitality, and did not burn it with the power of the sun. Plant it back before dawn. These two purple bamboos It won’t waste much energy.”
Hu Yun, Xiao Zhihe and even Zao Niang all immediately looked at the purple bamboo in Ji Yuan's hand. One of them was cut off by Mr. Ji and the bottom was made into a holed flute. How could it not damage the vitality?
Ji Yuan smiled awkwardly.
"So I say, not to lose too much vitality, not not to lose too much vitality. Of course, this bamboo has a natural charm, but it has not been a resource for becoming a spirit before. It can only be regarded as a good material. You can keep it as long as you want. It doesn't need to be too much. Think."
"Oh...but..."
Hu Yun grabbed the purple bamboo with one section missing and gestured at the broken spot.
"Sir, this is much smaller than the break in the mountain, so it can't be connected..."
"Then just think of a way!"
Ji Yuan blinked at Hu Yun, who kept scratching his head. After thinking for a while, he suddenly had an idea, grabbed two bamboos and jumped off the table.
"Mr. Ji, shall I go then?"
"Go, go!"
Ji Yuan pushed his hand, and then watched the red fox carrying two bamboos soar out of Ju'an Pavilion. Hu Yun remembered that Ji Yuan said it was before dawn. Although it was still some time before dawn, he still had to go early. It was safe, and the little paper crane "chirped" and flew out again, catching up with Hu Yun.
Seeing Hu Yun choosing to plant the bamboo back without even thinking about it, Ji Yuan in the courtyard also rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and gently turned the flute in his hand with his other hand, his eyes slightly While I was in retreat, I had thoughts coming out of my sleep.
Not long after, in Niokui Mountain, there was still a fox and a paper crane, looking for the book garden www.zhaoshuyuan.com dragging two purple bamboos and running through the mountain, and soon arrived at the previous purple bamboo forest. The broken bamboo in the gap.
"Try this first!"
Hu Yun pressed the intact purple bamboo mouth to mouth against the broken part of the bamboo, and held it gently for a while. He found that the bamboo seemed to be "sticky", and the aura was connected to the earth again.
"So magical? What about this..."
Hu Yun gestured with the remaining bamboo in his hand and found that it was obviously smaller than the break on the ground. He frowned and thought for a while, stretched out a nail, and after thinking for a while, Hu Yun gave a low drink.
"Little paper crane, look at my sword finger!"
"Kakakakakaka..."
Hu Yun used his hard nails to scrape off the outer skin of the purple bamboo in his hand, scraping out a lot of bamboo shavings, and then used his nails to scrape off the inner ring of the bamboo joints on the ground. At the same time, he used his other paw to move towards the bamboo joints. He actually pulled out ethereal silk threads, then wrapped these threads around the purple bamboo in his hand, and then inserted the purple bamboo into the ground.
"Click~"
Huh...huh...
The mountain wind blew, and the two purple bamboos, one high and one low, made a "whimpering" sound again.
"Hey, it's done!"
"啾~"
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