When Hua Xiaojuan heard what he said, she couldn't help but hold her forehead with a headache. So it's said that a kid is big. This kid couldn't have planned to ask her for this treasure in the end.
Covering the Wansheng flute in distress, Hua Xiaojuan said with a sad face: "Although I am very grateful to you for saving me, I got this thing with a lot of hard work. It can be exchanged for something else, for example, gold,
Gold can buy many, many things."
Qingqing played with the apple in her hand, her pears rippling: "But I really want that ten-thousand-sounding flute. It's originally my thing."
Hua Xiaojuan pouted and said unconvinced: "What is your thing? Children can't lie. Just call it and it will agree."
Qingqing looked at Hua Xiaojuan helplessly. He had never seen such a rogue woman before. Forget it, I won't argue with her anymore.
"Well, you try to make it recognize its owner first. If you can't make it recognize its owner, I will scream, which will save you from being convinced."
Hua Xiaojuan looked at Qingqing, who was like a little adult, and tried his best to pretend to be magnanimous and said: "Looking at how confident you are, don't wait for me to conquer Wanshengdi and you will say that I bully you."
Qingqing smiled and took a bite of the apple, then walked down the stairs and said, "I want to eat the apple now, I can't tell you what to do. You start quickly."
Hua Xiao was so happy. Hey, she didn't bully the children. She was always so gentle and kind.
The mountain breeze was blowing. Based on what he knew, Hua Xiaojuan placed the ten-thousand-sounding flute in the wind and started blowing it with his hands.
"Dudu!"
A strange sound came from the Wansheng flute, which startled Hua Xiaojuan.
Damn, isn’t it true that no matter how bad your flute skills are, as long as you play ten thousand flute sounds, it will sound like the sounds of nature. Doudou calls it the sounds of nature? What a rip-off!
Unconvinced, Hua Xiaojuan looked for a seat and blew again in a decent manner.
"Quack!" Another strange sound that did not belong to the flute came out of the ten thousand flutes. Hua Xiaojuan almost threw the flute to the ground in anger.
Please, she was thinking in her mind that she would be nice to this damn flute, because Mao Ya was so ungrateful. It was really a penalty for not being toasted.
Qingqing smiled cutely on the side: "I'm not going to lie to you. The recognition of the owner of the seven artifacts is not as simple as the legend outside. Only after the owner passes away from this world, the seven artifacts will recognize the owner again. However, if the owner of the treasure reincarnates
, and has the memory of the past life or a strong intimidation force, which arouses the treasure's owner-attracting properties, and the treasure cannot recognize its owner again. This ten thousand-sounding flute is really my thing, if you don't believe me, I will play it for you."
Hua Xiaojuan hesitated for a moment, feeling that she owed him a favor after all. He saved her and gave her the Nine Heavens Rakshasa, so why not just let him play it? If he really recognized the owner of this little baby, he would give it to him.
He gave up, since he wouldn't be able to use it anyway, so he handed the ten thousand-sounding flute to him.
Qingqing took the Wansheng flute and fondled the green bamboo lotus on it. She said softly: "Do you know the flower engraved on it? This flower is called bamboo lotus. It does not exist in Canglan. It can only be found in the City of Fantasy Sea.
Yes, she carved this flute for me with her own hands when I was born. She said that this flute is called Ten Thousand Sounds and can call all beasts. It is something that can only be owned by the king of beasts."
Hua Xiaojuan was stunned. She thought to herself that this little baby was not simple, but when he said he was the King of Beasts... Damn, she believed the son of the King of Beasts.
Although he was complaining like this in his heart, Hua Xiaojuan didn't know the current situation and didn't say it out loud.
Qingqing held the flute and blew it softly. The mountain wind blew, and Hua Xiaojuan was surprised by the moving sound. The mountain water was clear and the flowers were in full bloom. Sometimes it was exciting, sometimes it was psychedelic. Sometimes it was high-pitched, sometimes low. It turned around in an instant.
Thousands of times, it came out like this from ten thousand flutes.
Hua Xiaojuan saw the flute shimmering, and slowly a light shone behind Qingqing. A white tiger suddenly appeared next to him, followed by a golden leopard.
Hua Xiaojuan covered his mouth, suffocating as he looked at the many mythical animals that instantly appeared behind him.
A huge python, a soul-eating lion, a spirit deer, a thousand birds, all kinds of things she had never seen before, she saw them all at this moment.
But she was dressed in green clothes and still small in stature, but she looked at Hua Xiaojuan proudly with a natural arrogance.
"Now you believe it, this flute is really mine."
Hua Xiaojuan was stunned and whispered: "Who are you... Why did you save me at that time? You couldn't have known that I would get this flute."
Qingqing smiled sweetly and waved his hand, and the beasts returned to the light and disappeared.
"I, I am the king of beasts, and I am also yours. As I said, I will follow you. If you become stronger, I will become stronger."
Hua Xiaojuan tilted his head: "Are you a parasite or a hermit crab? No, it's too rude to say that. Maybe I should say you are a big demon."
Qingqing looked at her in silence as she was thinking seriously. Could it be that this woman couldn't understand human language? Well, no, he didn't seem to be human.
Shaking her head and smiling bitterly, Qingqing said: "One day you will know who I am. You have even seen the Demon King and the God King, so what else are you afraid of? Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I just recognized you."
In fact, Hua Xiaojuan really doesn't care what Qingqing is.
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After traveling to this strange place and meeting so many strange people, she has become unparalleled in calmness. Even if this guy suddenly turns into a bird one day, Hua Xiaojuan will not be surprised at all.
Patting her chest responsibly, Hua Xiaojuan said, "You saved my life, I believe you. Just follow me from now on. Do you want to come live at my house?"
Qingqing originally wanted to agree. After all, being close to her was a dream and good thing. But before that, he still had some things to do.
"It won't work for now, it will take a while. Then, here is this for you. When you need me, just blow this little whistle and I will appear." Hua Xiaojuan stretched out his hand and took the green whistle, smiling with white teeth:
"It seems I have earned it."
Qingqing looked at her deeply, turned around and walked up the mountain: "Goodbye then."
"See you soon, little baby."
Qingqing turned around, her cheeks bulging with anger, she was so cute: "Don't call me little baby, my name is Qingqing."
Hua Xiaojuan played with the whistle and said perfunctorily: "Goodbye, little Qingqing baby."
"..."
Too lazy to pay attention to her! Humph!
Hua Xiaojuan waved his hand and walked down the mountain. The further he walked, the more he felt aggrieved and depressed.
"Ah! How should I explain to Cang Lanyu? I'm dead! Damn, why am I always so unlucky? Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky prince."