After chatting for a while.
The woman with good temperament, Cheng Wan, suddenly asked: "Is the Taoist Master here?"
Others also looked expectantly after hearing this.
They are here to see the masters from this world, not really to offer incense.
Cao Yi shook his head slightly, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face: "It's been a month since Master became immortal."
"Yue Hua, I'm sorry, I took the liberty."
Cheng Wan immediately apologized.
At the same time, I was very disappointed. It was impossible for a Taoist priest who had been dead for a month to save them.
As for the Taoist Priest Cao in front of him, he looks less than twenty years old (swallowing golden elixirs and practicing continuously makes Cao Yi look very young), and there is no way he is an outsider.
Another trip was in vain today.
The others were all young and put their disappointment directly on their faces.
There was a bang, not loud, but crisp.
Cao Yi looked down and saw a small flute lying quietly on the ground.
Suddenly, a fleshy little hand grasped the flute and picked it up.
The owner of the little hand, Xiaozhi, tilted his head and whispered to Cheng Wan beside him: "Mom, the flute is dirty."
Cheng Wan took out a pack of napkins from her handbag, took one out, wiped the flute, and handed it to her son: "Don't drop it again, it won't be useful if it's broken."
"Let me see if it's broken."
Xiaozhi whispered something, put the flute to his lips, and started blowing.
The whistle whirls briskly, becomes brighter and louder, just like a young herding boy coming with laughter.
After Xiaozhi finished playing, Cao Yi asked with a smile: "It sounds very good. What is the name of this song?"
"Herding, I played it well when I took the Level 5 flute exam."
Xiaozhi had a proud expression on his face.
Cao Yi, who knew nothing about the level of Xiao music, heard this and asked, "Can I play more difficult Xiao music?"
"certainly"
After Xiaozhi finished speaking, he put the flute to his mouth and played a tune he played when he took the Level 6 flute exam, Pingsha Luoyan.
"I can also play the flute and the piano."
Xiaozhi added another sentence.
“So versatile at such a young age”
Cao Yi praised.
“That’s what everyone says”
Xiaozhi is not humble at all.
“I don’t know how to be humble even at such a young age.”
Cheng Wan patted her son's head lovingly.
"I am versatile"
Ash muttered.
A hehe sound sounded.
Cao Yi turned around and saw a fat man with glasses and dark circles, Mu Heng.
Could it be that this person is too talented and wants to take a few steps forward?
"Kid, when I was not your age, I could play ninth-level flute music."
Mu Heng poured the first scoop of cold water.
"Besides, I am the one with the least musical instrument talent in my family. When I was your age, I only mastered seven or eight instruments."
Mu Heng poured a second scoop of cold water.
"boast"
Xiaozhi curled his lips, his collagen-filled face full of disbelief.
Mu Heng opened the long backpack placed at his side, took out a flute, and played two pieces for the ninth-level flute exam, Autumn Water Hibiscus and Batang Sketch.
The level completely overwhelmed the two songs Xiaozhi played just now.
Xiaozhi, who was slapped in the face, turned red and said in dissatisfaction: "Next year, I will reach level nine."
Mu Heng's childlike innocence continued to tease Xiaozhi, and he took out another flute from his long backpack. This time, he put it under his nostrils and played a classic flute song in memory of his old friend.
Xiaozhi was stunned. His nostrils could also play the flute, and he played it so beautifully.
Mu Heng slowly put down the flute, looked around, and said proudly: "This is called the nose flute. I learned it from a Li girl in six days when I was traveling in the Li and Miao Autonomous Prefecture."
Hearing this, Cao Yi smiled and said, "You should be able to learn other musical instruments very quickly."
Mu Heng sat up subconsciously: "Of course, piano, cello, violin, erhu, flute...hulusi, xun, xiao, I can do everything more than twice as fast as the people who study with me."
Cao Yi praised.
Mu Heng sighed: "Actually, it was all forced by my family, but I am very grateful to them now. If it weren't for them, I would be the same as those three-no people."
"What three things?"
Cao Yi asked.
"Without looks, money, and talent, they are just the kind of people mentioned on the Internet who can explode on the spot."
Mu Heng explained.
Cao Yi was speechless for a moment.
At this time, Xiaozhi, who had recovered, continued to be unconvinced: "You are bragging, I don't believe you know that much."
"If you don't believe it, I'll knock you down."
Mu Heng lost interest in continuing to play with this little kid.
Xiaozhi stared in anger.
Mu Heng looked at Cao Yi and said, "Taoist Priest, he must be quite bored on weekdays. Let me stay on this beautiful island in Taihu Lake for a few days, and I will teach you a few simple musical instruments."
"OK"
Cao Yi nodded.
If you want to learn Canghaichao's music, you must first know how to play the flute, and it's a good time to learn from this man.
"Let's talk about learning the flute first. To learn the flute, you must first..."
Mu Heng spoke seriously.
After swallowing the golden elixir and practicing it, Cao Yi's memory and understanding improved rapidly. He just listened to it once and learned almost everything.
Seeing Mu Heng's enthusiasm, he didn't interrupt him out of politeness.
After a while, Mu Heng stopped and said, "Let's talk about it for now. Before I leave, it will be enough if you can learn two or three points."
A smile appeared on Cao Yi's face: "Can Pindao give it a try?"
Mu Heng didn't expect Cao Yi to be so urgent. He smiled and took out another flute from his long backpack, handed it over and said, "Use this, I've never used this before."
Cao Yi took it and looked at the long flute for a few times.
Mu Heng thought Cao Yilu was timid and said with a smile: "It's my first time to play. It's not embarrassing to play badly."
Cao Yi smiled, put it to his mouth and blew. What he was playing was the melancholy flute song that Mu Heng had just played in memory of an old friend.
The quiet, slightly sad sound of the flute sounded.
Mu Heng's calm expression gradually solidified.
Cao Yi subconsciously played the song "Cang Hai Chao".
Soon, people in the room heard the sound of waves and saw a young Taoist priest riding a small boat on the sea where the waves were pushing forward layer by layer, with a long flute hanging across his lips.
There is a faint and resentful sound, like weeping and complaining.
A dreamlike, hazy feeling made them ignore the abnormality in front of them.
Soon, they saw relatives and friends they had not seen for a long time, gathering together, and seeing relatives and friends who had passed away, and they felt joy from the bottom of their hearts. Forgot time, forgot everything.
I don't know when, the sound of Xiao stopped.
A long flute pressed against a piece of yellow paper lay quietly on the ground. Cao Yi was nowhere to be seen.
Mu Heng's face was full of tears, and his heart was filled with sadness and loss.
"The Taoist Priest is missing"
Xiaozhi's childish voice sounded.
Mu Heng's expression was shocked, and he broke away from his despair. When he saw that there was only a long flute where Cao Yi was, he was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly woke up and said: "The Taoist Master is the outsider we are looking for."
"Only an expert outside the world can produce such a tear-jerking whistle."
"good"
The Han siblings, who had been silent for a long time, nodded.
Cheng Wan wiped the tears from her face and said to the air: "Taoist Priest, please save my son."
"There is a yellow talisman under Chang Xiao that can cure diseases. You can give him water and drink it to suppress it temporarily. If something happens here, I won't send it to you."
Cao Yi's voice seemed to be in everyone's ears.
"Thank you, Taoist Master, thank you, Taoist Master..."
Cheng Wan walked over quickly and picked up the healing charm under the long flute.
Since Cao Yi said to see off the guests, they didn't delay. They said they would come back tomorrow and left.
In another room, Cao Yi sat cross-legged next to Xiaotian, who was wrapped in countless golden silks, trying his best to suppress the violent five elements of spiritual energy in his body.
Three hours later, Cao Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I was careless."
