Indestructible Primordial Spirit

"Looking that the dean did so seriously before, it turned out to be really difficult ..." Lu Buqi abandoned the fresh bamboo material in his hand, which is already the ninth fresh bamboo material he scrapped.

However, Lu did not give up, nor did he gain anything. At least, the data in his mind is becoming clearer. Just as before, he finally determined the optimal distance between the blow hole and the rear hole of the E-tuner. .

On the ground, Lu Buqian clearly wrote some Arabic numbers that people in the world couldn't understand, which were some of the results of his tests.

Lu Buqi definitely has the potential to be a scientist. His professional spirit is very powerful ...

For four days in a row, Lu never gave up and slept, and returned to Qingyun Mountain halfway, chopped a bunch of Yunyu bamboo, scrapped fifty or sixty fresh bamboo materials, and finally took all the semi-obscure things deep in his mind. The numbers are remembered.

And even in this case, these unrelenting five-bowl bionic fists did not fall, and the five kinds of standing piles turned over and over to practice.

This means that there are no people in the wilderness, otherwise someone will definitely see Lu Bujia as a lunatic.

Washing his face by the stream beside him, Lu Buhui returned and circled around the large number of Arabic numerals, and finally took out the three bamboo materials that Qi Nanlu gave him.

That is to say Lu Lufei's experiment is over. He is really going to make a bamboo flute ...

These days are bound to be difficult days for the birds and beasts in the forest, but on this last day, I am afraid that the birds and beasts are gradually getting used to it, and the flute sound is becoming more and more beautiful.

On this day, a light rain fell in the early morning sky, blocking the rising sun's pace, and when the sun showed a small face from the stratum clouds, the clear and long flute sounded at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

The birds are no longer frightened, and the hare no longer hides. If anyone passes by here, they will surely feel the beautiful and natural flute, the elegant and comfortable melody, just like the sound of natural sound.

Even the **** lion, who was originally bored eating the grass and molars, couldn't help but make a happy hissing sound when the flute ended.

Lu Buqi's happy laughter also rang through the foothills, because he did not borrow someone else's hand, and finally made a bamboo flute that was completely his own.

That song was called "Gu Suxing", which is a flute that Lu Buqi likes very much, and it is also one of the ten or so familiar flute songs in Lu Buqi's memory. After so many years, even his body is different, but when he plays it, Lu does not give up even without the slightest sense of rustiness.

Memory, because of this flute, became exceptionally clear. In the past, at this moment, suddenly reunited with Lu Fuqi's life, perhaps this is the power of inheritance.

But when Lu Buqi returned to Sanbuju, he hadn't had time to tell the good news of Long Buli. Long Buli had already covered him with a shawl.

Long did not leave his hands on his hips, and stared at the landing with a frosty face: "Why don't you learn how to learn to play with me?"

Lu Buqian gently pinched the tip of his nose and smiled bitterly: "I haven't played missing, did Nian Yan tell me my will?"

"Wish? Just go out and go?" Didn't tell the time and place, don't you know that the goddess are worried about them? If you don't come back again, I'm afraid Grandpa will send someone out to find him. " Long Buli was obviously very annoyed, and his mouth was broken and thought: "It's so unreal to have fun to run out alone and play alone!"

Long didn't regret it and laughed: "Don't give up on your brother, where did you go, didn't tell us, it made us worry about death. She doesn't leave her sister ... Oh, why is your hair so dirty, Did you get into the forest? "

"I still don't regret it!" Lu Buqi smiled bitterly at the eyes and said: "Where am I going out to play? Look at me as unkempt as if I was playing?"

"Then you say, where have you been these past few days?" Long did not leave his hair and watched Lu Fuqi's appearance, and his heart was suddenly softened.

Lu Buqi took out the Yunyu bamboo flute he made: "I went out to collect bamboo material and made this flute."

The luster of the whole body is as bright as jade, and the natural jade bamboo flute with natural textures attracts the attention of the two women. Long Buliang took the bamboo flute and said, "This flute is so beautiful ... but it seems nothing like Xiao. It's different. "

"I'm going to wash first, and then I'll talk to you again!" Lu Buqi did not take back Yunyu Bamboo Flute and went straight to his bedroom.

"I help you prepare the hot water!" Long regretted her spirits, which is her specialty.

I went out for a few days, no day, no night, no rest, and returned home with a hot bath, and a tender little hand rubbing and rubbing with the dragon, which is definitely the happiest thing.

With soaking, Lu Buqi fell asleep, sleeping very fragrant and heavy, and Long Bugui finally achieved his wish, helping Lu Buqi wash to the lower body where he had not allowed her to wash.

"Hey ... it's bigger again, wow ... the muscles are so strong!" This is Long's first comment on Lu Buqiu's huaer. If Lu Buqi is awake at this time, he will faint again. past.

Lu Buqi did not sleep for a long time, probably less than half an hour, and Long woke him without regret: "Don't abandon my brother, go back to bed and rest, it's not good to soak in the water for too long!"

After taking such a short nap, Lu Buqi felt a lot better, and didn't plan to take a rest, changed his clothes, and walked out of the room.

"How so noisy?" Lu Buqi, who came to the front hall, heard the noise outside the front yard in his ears, and his eyebrows were light.

Long smiled remorsefully: "I am afraid that the musicians are here again!"

"Musician?" Lu Bufei frowned. "What happened the past few days when I left?"

"Oh, I used to tell you when I was taking a bath for you, but you fell asleep." Long replied, "You didn't say clearly what to do, you didn't come back that day, and you didn't leave your sister the next day to know that you had been there. I have found Zhong Yan, the chief of the musical instrument, and guessed that you might be making the flute, so I wanted to confirm it in the past, but I did n’t think that I went to Zhiyinge with my sister, but I heard some bad comments. "

Lu never gave up pinching his nose: "What bad remarks?"

"Just don't give up your brother, you go to Zhiyinge to find something to learn music scores!" Long did not regret his expression a little annoyed: "But I heard those musicians are just talking about it, and they are all joking about your words, so angry."

Lu Buqi walked out, asking in his mouth, "What did you do?" Shouldn't you fatten the musicians and burn the Zhiyin Pavilion?

"Don't give up on big brother, how do you know? I haven't talked to you!" Long's regretful expression made Lu Buqia cry and laugh, but this is also in line with the characteristics of Longbuli and Longbugui .

Seeing that Lu didn't give up, his face was dark, and Long did not regret pinching his hand: "Afterwards, the godmother taught us, my sister and I didn't think it was very good, but it was really irritating at that time, those people had nothing to look at. It's too irritating to say such awful words. "

"You savage girl, didn't you say that when Lu didn't give up, you would give us a statement? Now Lu doesn't give up, and you're looking for these excuses, wouldn't you shirk your responsibility!"

"Is not allowed to shirk responsibility. Zhiyinge was burned. Where do we go to communicate the rhythm? But we know that Lu Buqi has returned to Sanbuju, Lu Buqi, you give me out ... Hongshangong also knows this , He flatly won't let you mess up like this, bullying us musicians! "

"Come out, I see that these musicians, although they have nothing to do with the chickens, can absolutely not allow you to be so rude and rude ... We must be fair to us today, otherwise we will not leave here!"

"Yeah ... don't go, don't go, I still have to play sadness and sacrifice to the Zhiyin Pavilion in my heart ..."

When Lu Buqi came to the front door of the front yard, voices of indignation filled his ears, both men and women, causing him to wrinkle his sword and eyebrows, which really made him angry.

Long Buqi's stern voice seemed to be extremely clear: "If you want an argument, just wait for me to be honest, and aunt Maoma, and I will continue to confuse your father and mother."