The voice is soft, like the low sound of silver bells, and as gentle as the sea breeze.

The sound of a musical instrument that can't be said flowed out like a mountain stream.

Not guzheng, not pipa, but leaf!

Green regeneration leaves in the breeze blowing out the sound, continuous woven into a graceful and moving melody.

Everyone was stunned, some even reached for their ears and doubted whether there was something wrong with their ears.

Bai Chuwei stands under the tree, with her thin white palm on the thick trunk, and her fingertips flow out light, just like giving the phoenix tree a new life. The withered branches appear vitality, and the green leaves become more and more bright and green.

All the people at the scene were silent, staring at Bai Chuwei.

That sound really comes from the big tree

Bai Chuwei took back her hand and said in a long voice, "big iron brother, right?"

"When you eat the branches live, I can give you a reward and a compliment."

Big iron brother:

*

in the back yard of Lingyin Temple, apart from some necessary furniture, beds, desks and so on, no other objects can be found.

Duan Xingye is as quiet as a chicken. He sits down beside his fourth uncle, with a bitter face and looks at the host and his third uncle.

A good-looking person, even wearing coarse cloth, can make people feel handsome. Duan Xiuqi is such a person.

Duan Xingye thought that what he wanted to see today was his third uncle's bald head, but he didn't.

The host touched the Buddha beads in his hand, and his voice was calm: "Mr. Duan San, you are still worried about this world. Let's go back with your family today."

Duan Xiuqi was silent.

All of a sudden, from the window came a wonderful sound of rhythm, soft as a breeze.

The host plucked the Buddha's hand in his hand, and suddenly his eyes opened several times. He looked out of the window in disbelief.

Duan Xingye suddenly called out: "ah, ah? Host? "

"That voice is..." The host suddenly stood up, his face full of disbelief, so shocked that he stumbled and ran outside.

Duan Feihan listens carefully to the sound, which is not a musical instrument he is familiar with. A light flashes in Duan Feihan's eyes. Bai Chuwei

"Go and have a look."

*

the bursts of sound floated out of the phoenix tree, one after another, directly shocked all the people around.

Nima, what a ghost today! A tree can make sound. No wonder this temple is called Lingyin Temple!

The tourists at the scene subconsciously want to take out the mobile phone video, suddenly heard a burst of children's scream.

The bear boy on the branch suddenly trembled, turned over, and fell directly from the tree and landed at Bai Chuwei's feet, startling a layer of dust.

A terrible cry followed, and the bear screamed in pain.

Just now the girl with delicate facial features was startled and rushed forward: "brother."

Standing aside, the girl was at a loss and didn't dare to flip the baby bear's body.

The middle-aged woman next to him was so anxious that she kept shouting: "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, are you ok?"

The aunt suddenly stood up, covered her head and said to Bai Chuwei, "you little girl, you must have made a strange noise to frighten our Xiaobao. You have to take full responsibility!"

Bai Chuwei frowned, "what do you say?"

Ignoring the girl's pulling, the aunt spat and yelled: "do you think you can get rid of the responsibility? If you didn't make the sound, how could Xiao Bao fall down? "

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