"My slave is willing~~, any request of the master, my slave will be satisfied~~" Jian Di replied without hesitation, waiting for Chen Zhi's dispatch.
At this time, I heard Chen Zhi continue to say...
"Jian Di, I heard that the black bird in the past had a very beautiful voice and could sing, right?
I have some insomnia. Sing a song and let me sleep. If I fall asleep, there is no need to wake me up. I will sleep in this courtyard now!"
"yes!",
Jian Di replied respectfully:
"But my slave's voice is rough and I dare not disturb my master's peace.
But this slave is good at singing, so just play a song for your master..."
Xun is a very ancient open-ended musical instrument. Its sound is simple and unpretentious, and it is a unique sound of nature. It occupies an important position in the history of primitive art. It is made of clay, round or oval, with six holes, and is also made of stone and
Bone making, etc.
It is said that the early prototype of Xun was a hunting stone, because there are naturally formed cavities on the stone. When the ancestors used such stones to throw at prey, the cavity on the stone produced a whistle due to the action of the air flow. This whistle inspired
It was inspired by the ancient ancestors to make musical instruments, so this kind of natural musical instrument was made.
But in fact, as early as the Hongshan Culture of the Neolithic Age, the performance of Xun was already very popular, and some extremely exquisite Xuns were unearthed, with ingenious construction and comparable to the craftsmanship of heaven. Therefore, this instrument is more like an instrument passed down from ancient times.
A kind of civilized ritual vessel, and its origin is very ancient~~
The sound of Jian Di's xun was melodious, like a warm, soft and moist spring, slowly spreading into Chen Zhi's brain and body, making people feel enlightened, relax their body, and feel extremely comfortable.
In this autumn courtyard, Chen Zhi was wearing a thin blanket and lying on an armchair. He felt as if he had fallen into the clouds, and he was feeling dizzy and sleepy~~~
"Jian Di..."
Chen Zhi's hand dropped, and then he turned his head and looked at Jian Di, who had been kneeling below.
"What mistake did Xuanniiao make in the past? Let Jiang Shang drive him out?"
"I have delusional thoughts...",
Jian Di replied softly:
"We at Xuanniao have never been good at suppressing our emotions. Our emotions are intense and straightforward.
My ancestor stayed with the Lord Jiang Shang all day long and had a deep love for the Lord. Later, he forgot his identity and wanted to fall in love with the Lord. This was his delusion~~
As a slave, you need to know what you can and cannot think about. Even if you have some emotions, you must suppress them in your heart and not show them out! Otherwise, it would be disrespectful~~~ and also a kind of vulnerability~~~
"
"What you said is very good!" Chen Zhi closed his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"I feel that you are stronger than your ancestors. You are very strong and will not make the same mistakes..."
"yes!",
After Jian Di responded in a low voice, she began to continue to blow the xun. The sound was sometimes high and melodious, sometimes low and gentle, like a faint wisp of tranquility in the cold wind, lingering nine times in the air, lingering around for three days, wonderful
Unparalleled...
Chen Zhi fell asleep unknowingly amidst the sweet sound of the xun. When he woke up again, it was already broad daylight and he found a thick quilt on his body.
It probably happened last night. Jian Di saw Chen Zhi asleep and was afraid of the cold night, so she went into Fate Hall and took out a quilt to cover him.
Moreover, Jian Di was very thoughtful and put a small pillow under Chen Zhi's neck, which prevented Chen Zhi from having back pain when he woke up in the morning.
It was already early in the morning, and all the students going to school had already started to go out. Ding Ning walked out of the house. He was carrying a backpack, but his eyes were wide and round. The first thing he said when he saw Chen Zhi was:
"Brother Xiaozhi, I have a nightmare...
I dreamed about that huge bird flying in through the window last night. She was my former school committee member Lanlan~~"
When Chen Zhi heard this, he smiled slightly and did not comment on Ding Ning's words.
It seems that this memory has been lingering in Ding Ning's mind. If he sees Jian Di again, he will probably be scared to death on the spot.
In the next ten days or so, Fat Wei never came back, but he made two phone calls in the meantime, both in a very urgent tone, saying that he was very busy these days, following the men in black around the world all day long.
Channeling, dealing with extremely complicated aftermath work. After joining the organization, not only did I not have the opportunity to show off my authority, but I actually lost three kilograms or something...
But even after saying that, Fat Wei hung up the phone in a hurry and continued running.
Chen Zhi knew that despite Pang Wei's usual idleness, he was very dedicated to this new job and even had a sense of organizational honor. People are social animals and must have spiritual support. Pang Wei is now an organization
As a formal member, I feel extremely proud.
While Fat Wei was away busy, Chen Zhize and Ding Ning lived a peaceful life for a few days in Fate Hall.
Ding Ning was completely afraid of playing games during this period. He went to school every day. When he came home after school and did his homework on time, none of his friends who had played games with him stopped coming. Chen
Zhi also took many calls from the head teacher complaining and helped him take a lot of the blame.
According to Ding Ning's own words, his life now is worse than death, and he might as well let those demigods snatch him away!
Just like that, about half a month later, one afternoon, Chen Zhi was sitting in the lobby on the first floor of Fate Hall as usual, looking through information on the computer, when he suddenly received a call from Lang Tu.
Lang Tu spoke with a heavy voice on the phone and conveyed Bao Ping's meaning to Chen Zhi,
"I'll go back to the organization tonight, there's a big show to watch..."
After Chen Zhi put down the phone, he stood there for a few minutes. His heart gradually became heavy. He knew what this drama was about. During this period, Dawu contacted him more than once, wanting him to report the latest news in the organization.
trend.
During this time, Bao Ping ordered the great witch Ni Ya to perform some simple spells, and briefly communicated with Chen Zhi some plans and what to do next.
In Chen Zhi's impression, the Elder's House deep in Xiqi King City has always been the most noble symbol of Ji's imperial power. He is between the royal family and the warriors. He can specialize in exclusive power, supervise the leaders of the organization, order the organization of warriors, and the glory is supreme.
, no one has dared to question it for thousands of years~~~
But this time, the most sacred and inviolable Presbytery will finally be pushed to the forefront...
At about 8 o'clock in the evening, the sky outside began to gradually darken, the surrounding vision was no longer so clear, and the pedestrians on the road no longer continued to flow.
At this time, the familiar Audi car had slowly arrived at the door of Chen Zhi's house.
But this time, this familiar black Audi gave people a very heavy sense of depression. Chen Zhi knew that a major fluctuation that would affect the entire organizational structure was finally coming...