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Chapter 494: Pipa Singing Across the Distance

If Dahe could speak, he would definitely accuse Zhou Bopi of his shameless behavior with tears and blood.

To enslave it, make it work for free without paying it, and snatch food from its mouth is simply shameless.

The pile of large white mushrooms that were treasured in the old nest were completely looted by Zhou You, and not even the mycelium was left.

The big crane lay in the stone nest, wanting to cry but without tears. Is this your attitude towards your heroes?

"Don't be sad. I'll treat you to roasted whole beef and whole lamb some other day, and plenty of wine."

When Dahe heard this, its tail stood up. The barbecue and wine brought back delicious images to its memory and it couldn't help drooling.

The two paws were raised, indicating that eight roasted whole cows and lambs and fine wine were needed to settle today's matter.

"make a deal."

Zhou You made a palm strike with it, stroking its feathers that were as cold as metal. "Crane, you can fly. The world is so big that you can go anywhere. If you encounter something similar somewhere else, you might as well bring it back. I will reward you handsomely."

He realized the role of the big crane. In addition to helping in fighting, it is also a natural reconnaissance aircraft.

The things that are needed to strengthen the martial arts and improve the country are all natural treasures. Ordinary food is difficult to replenish them, so we must prepare for the future.

The big cranes fly around in the sky, not restricted by the terrain, and can easily find medicinal herbs in the mountains.

Zhou You discovered that he did have the qualifications to be a black-hearted capitalist. He signed a sweatshop exploitation contract with Dahe in a few words, found a medicinal herb field of the same level as white mushrooms, and was rewarded with 8 servings of wine and meat.

Why 8? Because the crane has only four toes, and its math is based on the octal system.

The big crane looked down at its two claws, thinking happily that it had made a fortune. This would surely bankrupt its unscrupulous employer!

Zhou You took the puppet back to the poison nest, which was still the dormitory of the fist puppet. It was like changing the cage and replacing the bird!

He rode a huge crane away from the stone nest and made an emergency landing from a height of ten thousand meters.

It was almost dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun was scattered all over the sand, with an absurdly large sunset in the background.

The big crane stood on one leg on the ground, concentrating on combing the feathers on its neck.

Zhou You sat on the soft sand in front of Dahe, and he took out a tiger-tendon pipa.

The notes flow through the fingertips, shuttling through the long, short, thick and thin strings, and finally interweaving into music.

The music floated across the sand, intertwined with the afterglow of the setting sun, and spread in all directions with the wind.

The setting sun, yellow sand, cranes and human figures, this slightly sad scene is unexpectedly integrated into the sound of the pipa.

"Ok?"

On a tragic battlefield, Yan Baihu pulled out a tiger-head knife from a corpse, with murderous intent in his heart, when he suddenly heard a burst of intermittent string music.
After careful identification, it turned out to be a pipa.

"Who is playing the music? The music is sad but not mournful, and full of artistic conception. The person playing the music is a national master."

He could never have dreamed that the breathtaking pipa sound next to his ears was actually played by a tiger tendon pipa.

As we all know, the tiger-tendon pipa is not a musical instrument, but an equipment for practicing martial arts, and is classified in the same category as wooden men and stone locks.

As he listened to the sound of the pipa, his inner restlessness subsided and his murderous intent also calmed.

Suddenly, I heard a sobbing sound. It was the human-faced sore on my chest that started crying. "Brother, I miss home."

Yan Baihu was speechless for a long time.

……

"The Absolute Light Sect's sword formation is well-deserved of its reputation."

Wu Luoye, the leader of the Ten Greatest Wizards, still had the energy to comment as his hands shuttled among the crowds of people and silver light.

He is ranked first among the wizard martial artists and is the target of countless warriors who want to kill him as soon as possible.

This time, ten disciples from the Jueguang Sect participated in the siege. All of them were elites, and they even used a sword formation to attack in a coordinated manner.

Long swords connected end to end, forming flower, wave, octagonal and other shapes, wrapping Wu Luoye in them and stabbing him in turn. In front of Wu Luoye's eyes and behind his head, there were disciples of the Jueguang Sect moving around and replacing each other, and their figures were flying around. From time to time, one or two unexpected sword lights would appear, forcing him to concentrate on responding.

"What a pity! This sword formation is useless. We already have more people and are using our strength to bully the weak. Why would we do this?"

"If they are inferior to me, no matter how many people they have or how complicated their formation is, it will be difficult for me to break them."

As soon as Wu Luoye finished speaking, he suddenly clenched his hands into fists and punched towards the human figures and sword lights in the sky.

After a while, broken swords and debris were scattered all over the ground, scattered in the bushes...

Wu Luoye took a deep breath and said calmly, "A child of an aristocratic family is nothing more than that."

There was a faint sound of pipa in his ears, and he was so absorbed in listening for a moment that a look of fascination appeared on his face.

After a long while, Wu Luoye sighed, "Is this the scenery of the Central Plains that our ancestors mentioned?"

The sad mood revealed in the music completely suppressed the scene of his great victory on the battlefield.

"Pfft!"

A martial artist from an aristocratic family and a sorcerer died together, each stabbing their weapons into each other's bodies.

The cold blood and qi weapon burst out with violent blood and qi, tearing and pulling along the wound, cutting the flesh and blood body into pieces.

The blood poured on the land, stirring up a unique fishy smell, and the air became a little warmer.

In silence, people from both camps stepped forward, dragged back the corpses and their belongings, and the battlefield returned to normal.

Liu Fengji and Gaoyang Ruoqiang looked at each other, and the followers beside them took a few steps forward, holding their usual weapons.

This is the largest-scale and highest-level life-and-death battle on the battlefield.

Liu Fengji and Gaoyang Ruoqiang, one is a top figure in an aristocratic family, and the other is a descendant of the witch chief Gaoyang, representing the top combat power under the strong martial arts.

Their fight was extraordinary and has continued to this day with no clear winner.

During the battle, they had to withdraw several times due to exhaustion. In order to avoid a dull moment, their companions and followers took over the battle.

The two people who died together just now were the wizard and the warrior who were warming up the scene.

After the game was over, Liu Fengji and Gao Yang Ruoqiang's energy and blood had almost recovered.

Suddenly, the sound of a pipa was heard from the scene. Although the body had been moved away, the blood-stained earth suddenly gave rise to a sense of sadness.

All the people present had a scene of sunset, yellow sand, cranes and human figures before their eyes...

For a moment, both sides were overwhelmed with thoughts and were unable to initiate a fight in a short period of time.

……

Liu Jinguo broke off a piece of dry food and handed it to the blind old man. The old man took the dry food and held it in his palm, but was reluctant to eat it.

"Senior, don't worry about it. The news has been released. Whether it will succeed or not depends on the time!"

She chewed her dry food, swallowed a mouthful of water, and looked up suddenly, "Is there someone playing the pipa nearby?"

Born into a wealthy family, she was familiar with all kinds of musical instruments and knew many great national players, but she had never heard of a pipa player with such a distinctive and unique style.

I was a little distracted for a while.

The blind old man's hands shook with excitement, and his dry food fell to the ground. He took out his huqin and started playing along with the sound of the pipa.

In this way, one sings and the other responds, and the void communicates with music.

Zhou You used the sound of the pipa as a signal, which contained the information recorded in the "sound" of seal characters. It meant nothing to other people, but once it was heard by the inheritor of the seal characters, it was no different from speaking in their ears.

The blind old man responded by playing the huqin. Although he was far away from Zhou You, they could communicate smoothly as if they were face to face.

(End of this chapter)