Chapter 69

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became very strange. Soon, the majestic voice of Long Yin completely broke the atmosphere and quickly diverted everyone's attention: "Lin Xiao, you are convinced that this painting competition has never won?"

Lin Xiao bowed his head and said, "I've been convinced, and now I'm all over the ground."

Long Yin nodded and said, "well, now start the second game!" After a little thought, he said, "Lin Xiao, I heard that you never leave your body when you urinate, and your attainments in the flute have reached a state of perfection. I don't know whether this rumor is true or false?"

"Your Majesty, this rumor is true. Lin Xiao's name carries the word "Xiao", which is homonymous with "Xiao". He has been associated with Xiao since he was born. He has been addicted to Xiao since he was very young. He must play Xiao every day. No matter where you go, you can't leave the body. It can not only release your mind at any time, but also become a sword in times of crisis. Among Lin Xiao's studies, Xiao is the most important. " Lin Xiao said, and then pulled out a white jade Xiao from his sleeve. On this occasion and in the competition before, he still carried a Xiao. It can be seen that his Xiao does not leave the body is not empty.

"Well, it's said that your flute skill is unparalleled in the world. Every time you play alone, birds passing by and reptiles on the ground will gather around you and refuse to leave. But no one except your family has ever had the honor to enjoy this sound and scene. Since you happen to have a Xiao, the second game is Bixiao! Let me also listen to the true Xiao sound with my own ears. Are you sure you can beat him? " Long Yin said.

Long Yin's words are not bad. It has been said in Tianlong city that Lin Xiao's attainments in Xiao have reached the supreme state of being a saint. His voice sounds like it comes from heaven. When it blows along the river, wild geese fall and fish come out, and when it blows in the forest, wild animals, big and small, gather around him and don't want to leave for a long time. These fabulous rumors are often heard, but few people have seen them. Among the people present, except a few Lin family people, no one has ever heard his Xiao sound. For a time, they were expecting and excited. Lin Xiao himself just said that among his studies, Xiao is the most important. Isn't he a man who can talk nonsense.

Lin Xiao held the flute lightly with both hands and stroked it gently with his right hand, as if it was not a white jade Xiao, but a lover who had been obsessed with his life. He was a little distracted and said, "this Xiao is called a dream in the world of mortals. It was originally my mother's personal thing and has always regarded it as life. When I was three years old, my mother died of illness. Before she died, she gave it to me... This is the only thing my mother personally gave me before she died. After her death, I cried for three days and nights and vowed to stay with this Xiao all my life."

With a sigh of relief, he held up the white jade flute in both hands and said softly, "whenever I remember my mother, I will play this flute. It has never been broken one day in the past 17 years. As time goes by, feelings melt into them and ideas melt into them. Two years ago, I had the subtle feeling of heart melt into them. It knows my heart, and I know its heart. This life... Never give up. I have never compared the sound of Xiao with others, because no one can match it. How can the common sound of the world be compared with the sound of my dream in the world of mortals and played in the same room. "

The expression on Lin Xiao's face was both nostalgic and arrogant, but it didn't make people feel that he was exaggerating. This stems from his persistence and feelings for Xiao. His manipulation of Xiao has long exceeded the understanding of ordinary people.

"Today, for the honor of our Lin family, Lin Xiao said that with this flute and green color small yuan, the scene in front of them has also changed dramatically. The flute sound is mixed with the air of ice spring, sometimes like waves advancing layer by layer, sometimes like snowflakes flying in bursts, suddenly like a whirlwind in the canyon, rising sharply, and suddenly like the Milky Way flowing quietly at night

The Xiao sound turned again and became like a cry and a soft heart. It was like hearing a beautiful song of a girl. In my heart, I gradually reflected the girl's more and more clear figure. She is only seven or eight years old and walks step by step with elegant steps, but no matter how she walks, she can't really get close.

A warm wind blew and the warm sun shone. The air suddenly danced petals of peach flowers with the wind. The earth under the woman's feet was covered with green grass and wild flowers, dotted with colorful colors. This is the beauty of spring.

A cool wind blew, and the little girl became a woman of double ten years. She smiled and danced. The hot sun is in the sky, everything is prosperous, and heaven and earth are prosperous. This is the breath of summer.

A whistling wind blew, and the girl became a middle-aged woman who gradually lost her charm in the wind. Without singing and dancing, she walked step by step in silence. Her steps were steady and steady. At this time, the green earth began to become yellow, and everything began to decline slowly regardless of the retention of heaven and earth. This is the depression of autumn.

A cold wind blew, and the woman became an old man with gray temples. Her steps became staggering, and her once beautiful eyes became dirty, but she still strongly supported herself and stepped on the thick snow step by step. The sun has lost its scorching heat, and the earth has completely lost its vitality. It is covered by snow, and it also covers all the beauty and hope once. Finally, the staggering figure finally fell down in the cold wind of wind and snow until her body was covered with snow and her figure could not be seen again. This is the end of winter.

Xiao Yin stops at this moment. What is fixed in people's hearts is the last snowy world, because it is a person's final destination and the end of life that no one can escape.

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