Mountain Wild Clouds

Chapter 87 This coercion, I don't know if I should pretend!
Listening to Yanjiao's talk about the common sense of cultivation, Yun Buliu was thoughtful.

At this moment, the little furball who silently endured Yun Buliu's love licked his body, and his squinted eyes suddenly opened, and the little milk tiger nestled next to it also shivered, and then got up in a jerk, Get out from the black tiger skin and look in a certain direction.

The little furball jumped onto Yun Buliu's shoulder, grabbed his hair with one paw, pointed in that direction with the other, and babbled.

This guy finally knows how to speak first when danger is approaching. It's not easy!
Yun Buliu sighed with emotion while looking in that direction vigilantly.

The little milk tiger was also facing that direction, and let out a low growl from its throat, but no matter how it sounded, it seemed a bit too immature, and it didn't seem to have any deterrent effect.

At this time, Yanjiao's expression was a little unnatural, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

Yun Buliu and Shemu looked at each other, knowing that this might be another trick of a hundred ghosts crying at night.

But compared to last time, Shemu was obviously much calmer this time.As for Shegu, this guy was still sleeping like a dead pig, and they didn't bother him.

call……

rustling...

The dark wind came through the forest, bringing with it whistling waves, the sound of weeping and complaining, like the sound of wind, but also like crying, the light of the bonfire was suppressed to the extreme in this dark wind.

Although I have seen it once before, but when I met it again, I still felt a little numb in the scalp, a little cold in the back, and a little flustered in my heart.

Yun Buliu breathed out silently, hugged the little fur ball with one hand, held it in his arms, pressed the little milk tiger with the other hand, and stroked its back, as if comforting it.

He looked at Yanjiao with a different expression, and asked, "Those things have been following you?"

Yanjiao opened his mouth, and finally nodded. He didn't know whether these primitive people were so simple, or this young man was very simple.

He said: "These things must come once every night, but they have already come tonight. I escaped from those evil swarms before. It stands to reason that they should not appear again tonight..."

"I'm sorry!" He said to Yunbuliu and Shemu, "I didn't expect..."

Yun Buliu glanced at Shemu, shook his head, and said, "Anyway, I've already encountered this ominous situation once, so it's no big deal if it happens again."

Hearing the words, Shemu also nodded in agreement. At this time, he would not admit cowardice.

In fact, Yun Buliu could tell that Shemu was pretending to be calm.

But Yanjiao is the son of the leader of Tianyan Tribe after all, although they don't know the truth, they can only listen to it seriously.They all had their own purposes in going to the Tianyan Tribe this time, and being able to make friends with the son of the tribal leader before that would definitely do more good than harm for their purpose of this trip.

Shemu may not have the awareness of this aspect, but he has never left behind the clouds in the society, and naturally he will not be like these primitive people who are stupid and don't know how to use this relationship.

Although he was also a little annoyed that Yanjiao hadn't mentioned this to them in advance, but Yanjiao's explanation made sense.And it's useless to blame, because that thing has already come.

Yun Buliu moved in front of the bonfire, and asked Yanjiao, "Is there something on your body that came out of that hole?"

He observed his expression while asking, when he saw the stunned expression on Yanjiao's face, he understood, "Can you show me what it is?"

Yanjiao pondered for a moment, and finally said: "In my arms!"

Yun Buliu pondered for a moment, got up and came to his side, reaching into his arms.

When something came out of his arms, the white mist rushed towards this direction like flowing water, the whistling wind became obviously louder, and the rustling sound on the treetops and among the bushes became louder.

The cries like weeping and complaining became even more sad, and the bonfire was suppressed until only charcoal fire remained.

It was a beautifully crafted bone flute, with mysterious golden patterns on the slender flute, very much like the mysterious golden patterns on those animal bones.

Yun Buliu didn't know what kind of bone this bone flute was made of, and felt that the size of the two sides was not much different, unlike the bone flutes he had seen before, one was bigger and the other was smaller.

He was also a young man of literature and art, and taught himself the flute and guitar.

At that time, he even thought that he could rely on this craft to make a living in the future.

Until later, he finally gave up, even if it was a concert under the flyover, not everyone was qualified to hold it.

Obviously, the problem lies in this exquisitely crafted bone flute.

As soon as the bone flute left Yanjiao's body, the white mist boiled up, and phantoms emerged from it, flying towards this direction.

Just as Yanjiao was about to say that he would wrap the bone flute with the power of Qi and blood, Yun Buliu put the little fur ball beside him, and then stuffed the bone flute into its arms, "Fur ball, give this thing a shot!" !"

swoosh...

The little fur ball holding the bone flute shone brightly all over its body, and those figures with weird smiles screamed and turned into flying ash when they encountered these electric arcs.

If you look carefully, you can indeed find gray fly ash falling on the ground, and finally disappearing into the white mist with the wind.

Finally, after the bone flute was electrified by the little fur ball, the white mist quickly disappeared, and there was no other sound in the white mist except for the shrill scream.

woohoo hoo...

The bonfire swayed, exuding bursts of warmth, driving away the coldness left just now, which was different from the coldness of late winter and early spring.

Shemu exhaled, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the corner of his eyes with some resentment, but dared not speak out.Shegu also let out a long breath, sat up and looked at Yanjiao.

Yun Buliu looked at She Gu with some amusement, "I thought you would sleep forever!"

Shegu smiled wryly, "I think so too! But the cry seemed to be ringing in my head, how can I sleep?"

Yun Buliu smiled, pulled out the bone flute from Xiaomaoqiu's arms, and flipped through it, but he didn't feel any coldness on the bone flute.

He casually held the bone flute to his lips and played a few notes at will.

This bone flute is not a clarinet, but a horizontal flute. The whole body looks crystal clear and its texture is like jade, but Yun Buliu still can tell at a glance that it is a bone.

The sound of the bone flute is a bit thin, like gold and stone piercing the sky, not as deep and distant as the sound of the flute.

On the spur of the moment, he impromptu played the flute part in "A Sorrow and Joy, Parting and Joy".But obviously, the sound of the flute he played is not as impactful as the low sound of the flute in the original song, and it can hit people's sentimental nerves at once.

On the contrary, the penetrating power of the sound was enough, and Snake Gu and Snake Wood had already blocked their ears.

Only Yanjiao looked at him with bright eyes, "Sir, do you still understand this?"

Yun Buliu was a little surprised, "What? Doesn't your tribe have this thing?"

Yanjiao shook his head and said: "We have drums, bells, and cauldrons... I also saw that this thing was a bit strange, so I was going to take it back to show Wu. It turns out that the master understands this too!"

"..." Yun Buliu: I'm so badass, I don't know if I should pretend or not!
PS: Tomorrow is Monday, ask for a ticket for tomorrow, and stay longer!

(End of this chapter)