The flute I play can talk

// Overhead.

More than 1000 years ago, there was a well-known sect in the world of martial arts. On the one hand, it was because it was really strong. Although physical martial arts were not comparable to a few sects, their spells were the most destructive!This is also related to another reason why it is famous in the world-this sect can be said to have grown up because of hatred.

The predecessor of this sect was the xx sect, but it was wiped out by a powerful demon.He counted the time and drew a magic circle on the ground that only destroys animals, plus the concealment technique, as if a big mouth squatted under the entire sect's territory, but no one could notice it.

For the triennial conference, everyone must return to the sect to gather.It's just that the demon who stole human spells didn't do a good job of collecting information, and four disciples were sent out to do errands, avoiding this disaster.This incident caused an uproar in the entire martial arts world, and more people vowed to kill demons and demons.

But those who really hate monsters are only those four disciples who have seen the courtyard where they have lived for several years or even ten or twenty years. Chickens, they are here to listen to the teachings of their masters and brothers, and they are here to look at the sky and tell their dreams.Only those few disciples who saw their masters, masters, ancestors, brothers, all acquaintances, strangers, likes, and hates, and even the chickens they raised were not immune to explosion and death. He hated him so much that he hoped that Yun could smash him down and kill him.

They buried everyone and chickens here, and removed all books and treasures.While chasing down the real culprit, they recharged their energy and learned martial arts by themselves. A few years later, they were already well-known masters in the martial arts world, and they also tracked down the monster. They didn't expect the monster to admit that it was him who did it.

Anger, hatred, have not been wiped out in the past few years.It was the bright moonlight of that night in the dream, the darkness and blood red all over the ground, it was the bright sunshine before, the blooming flowers and smiles that made the resentment stronger.

The two found the demon but couldn't catch up with them. They swallowed their mouthfuls of blood and went back to establish a new sect with their companions, recruiting those who wanted to kill the demon. The first rule of the sect was to kill the demon. .

"Speaking of it, let me tell you, what are you doing making such a big fuss? Now the whole world is chasing you. What's the point? You said to hide here for a while, I think you ran out to have fun in two days Don't hide from me again, that bamboo forest array won't be able to catch the eyes of a master." The doctor who was grinding the powder kept nagging, he knew why he did it, but he didn't agree with it, and felt that he was too impulsive .

He was silent in words, and he didn't want to implicate this old friend. If it wasn't for the serious injury, he wouldn't have come to him.Originally, he thought that since the other party came to him, he would kill the grass and root out the roots, but he didn't expect that the other party's strength was higher than he expected, so he was hit by a trick unfortunately.

The friend stuffed the ground medicine powder into Yanshang and said, "Drink it with water myself." Then he went out of the house to chop bamboo.

Originally, demons should not deal with humans. What is the difference between demons and humans?It is nothing more than living longer, being more powerful, having fewer numbers, and being less intimate among companions.

The bamboo flute that Yan Shang was carrying with him disappeared, so he went to cut bamboo for him to make a flute without asking anything.In fact, he is not proficient in making flutes.

It's just that in the end, the flute was already gone before it was finished.

Also, the meaning of that flute is so special, how can it be replaced by making one by yourself.

The high bounty makes the words a target of public criticism. A simple disguise can eat, drink and have fun under the noses of some people, but it can't fool sensitive masters.So I didn't do such boring things in words, but went to a place far away from human habitation, drew dozens of formations, and began to sleep forever.

Literally speaking, there are only two reasons for sleep: one is fatigue, which requires sleep to replenish physical strength quickly, and the other is escape, temporarily forgetting one's emotions.

Their encounter was not special, he was playing the flute leisurely, while she sneaked out from the sect and saw him following the sound of the flute.

The girl didn't fall in love with the handsome girl, and of course she didn't fall in love with the plain girl at first sight.

They are the same, just love the flute, communicate and play together.The girl thinks this person is very interesting, much more amusing than those rigid and serious masters, ancestors and brothers in the sect, so she often sneaks out to find words to play.

Go to the market together, eat buns together, practice spells together, and watch the starry sky together.

It's just that the girl has never had any affection for him. Before she saw Yanshang, she had already given up her heart to a senior brother.

Therefore, people who don't understand love always think it makes no sense.

Literally fell in love with this woman.

It was the first time he experienced this wonderful feeling.

He was very happy with her, but his eyes gradually shifted from the booth to her face, from the buns to her face, seeing her smile of successfully practicing spells, and listening to her whispering under the night sky.

She said that she had always liked a senior brother, and his heart tightened suddenly.

In words, he knows human emotions, and knows that he should bless them, but after hearing so much from her, he just feels that he doesn't like her.

But not long after, the girl came to tell him that she was with her senior brother.Literally, she felt that this was the happiest day she had smiled since he knew her.

In words, he disguised himself as a sect, and deliberately approached the girl and her senior brother.

Her senior brother is clearly using her!He didn't talk about her attitude perfunctorily, and often instigated her to do things that he should have done, instigated her to drug people, and if she refused, she was beaten violently.

I don't understand the words.

So when we met in the past, he returned to the original place and waited in the old place, pretending to touch her left arm unintentionally, she snorted, and lifted the hand that had grabbed her and rolled up her sleeve.

He looked at the girl, but the girl didn't speak, he said, "Leave him."

Unexpectedly, the girl answered him coldly: "I don't need your intervention in my relationship."

He kissed her soft lips.

"That's called meddling."

The girl escaped.

Afterwards, he never waited for the girl again, nor did he go back to that sect.

When I went back, I learned that the girl was executed for "colluding with demons and revealing the secret books of the sect".

The four people who established the sect were old and felt that their time was numbered, so they used the forbidden technique to turn their resentment and hatred into the shackles of this sect rule. The disciples who worshiped the sect would get the memory of seeing the explosion of the sect and The picture of that face admitting that he is the murderer, burned the anger and hatred in everyone's mind, and only the ghost of the demon who had been expelled from four places would dissipate.

Future generations will still come here because of the strength of their sect, and some people feel their blood boil because of this incident and worship as disciples.

I have searched for a demon for more than 30 generations, and remembered a grudge for more than 1000 years.

It is the demon that is cruel, it is the demon that is insane.

The author has something to say:

When I heard the ins and outs from the words, I sat on a chair and was bound in a magic circle.He understands our emotions, he knows that I have empathy for human beings, and he is afraid that I will leave him, even betray him and kill him.It's just that he still spoke calmly, and imitated me to make fun of it.

I don't understand their demon psychology, so I asked: Do you often kill people?I didn't expect him to say that he only killed it once.Good guy, make a big deal as soon as you come up.

I asked him: Then you won't feel uneasy conscience for 1000 years?

He said: no.

As if he could hear my inner thoughts, he said again: Just like you hate mosquitoes, do you feel uneasy because you killed a few or even hundreds or thousands of mosquitoes?No, you hate them, you hate this creature, you hate them biting a bump on you and itching you all over, you hate them buzzing in your ears and keeping you awake.But you don’t go out of your way to get rid of it. Before you have been bitten or heard bad things about mosquitoes, you probably won’t go to get rid of it.understand?

But you used to like humans, and now you still like humans...

You are different.

And you killed a lot of innocent people.

innocent?They were all accomplices—all acquiesced, and no one rescued her.You human beings are really funny. What colluded with demons and leaked the secrets of the sect to me. I learned the spells secretly by myself, and it has nothing to do with her.And since you hate monsters so much, why don't you come and get rid of me?

I lowered my eyes and said no more.

I said "the magic circle will be dispelled after a while" and went to the study to be self-contained. I didn't know how to face him for a while.