Peerless King of Soldiers

Chapter 1254 The Special Rain Flute

"Pfft..."

Wang Fei immediately blew it away, seeing Lin Yuhan's distasteful look when he came out next to him, and Zhang Xuerou's expression of suppressing a smile next to him.

"Don't blow it up, don't blow it up, it will hurt your self-esteem."

Wang Fei dropped the flute depressed.

Only then did Lin Yuhan realize that the two of them were studying this thing just now. After drying their hair, they came over to have a look, and asked, "This seems to be brought back by Sister Rou before, is it the wrapped tube?"

"Well, my uncle gave it to me."

Zhang Xuerou also felt a little depressed. She sat down and looked at it with some doubts. After looking at it carefully for a long time, she said, "That's really strange. You're not kidding us, are you?"

"I don't know, anyway, this thing is definitely not an ordinary flute, otherwise I would definitely play it."

Wang Fei was a little unconvinced. He felt that there was no problem with his level. The problem must be this flute.

Lin Yuhan looked at it for a while, but in the end he didn't find any way to do it, so he could only spread his hands and say, "I don't know, but this thing should be a musical instrument. Don't we have a professional in our family?"

"professional?"

After being reminded like this, Wang Fei remembered Murong Wan, and immediately said: "By the way, didn't Karl and the others say they would be back before tonight? Why hasn't anyone heard from me yet?"

"I called Sister Carl just now, and she said that she has arrived in Tianhai."

Lin Yuhan smiled.

While several people were talking, familiar footsteps sounded outside the door.

Upon hearing this voice, Lin Yuhan immediately ran outside.

When I opened the door, it was indeed the three of Fujikawa Sakurami who came back.

Murong Wan seemed to be talking about something, but it was strange to see the door opened like this, and asked, "Yuhan, what's wrong with you? You ran out before your hair was even dry."

"Hee hee, I knew it was you who came back as soon as I heard it."

Lin Yuhan giggled.

A few people walked in and saw Wang Fei worrying there, Murong Wan was a little curious, she waved her hand in front of him, and asked, "Is he stupid?"

"Because of this flute, he can't play it."

Lin Yuhan pointed to the flute on the table.

After Fujikawa Sakura picked it up and looked carefully, she said, "Isn't this an ordinary flute?"

"No, I seem to have an impression of this kind of flute before."

Murong Wan seemed to be quite researched, she sat down on the side, followed the mouth of the flute and glanced into it, and then asked: "Where did you get this?"

"My uncle gave it today."

Zhang Xuerou pointed and said.

"It seems to be quite powerful, let me think about it..."

While talking, Murong Wan found a piece of paper beside her, rolled it up and stuffed it inside, and finally said: "This should be a very old musical instrument, logically it should have been lost."

"Is this really a musical instrument?"

Wang Fei was a little skeptical, mainly because he couldn't play it himself, so his self-esteem hadn't recovered yet.

But Murong Wan was very firm, and said: "There is an ancient thing called a rain flute. It is said that when it is played, it will be accompanied by the sound of rainy days. A long time ago, there was a place where there was a severe drought year after year, and finally someone used this flute to make a flute there. A ceremony ended with heavy rain for three days and three nights."

"You're right, but how do you play this thing?"

Wang Fei was a little strange.

Murong Wan pondered for a while, and finally picked up the flute lightly with jade hands, and after slowly blowing some air into it, she suddenly sucked out another breath.

And the wind inside seemed to be circling, and the flute finally made a light wind sound slowly at this time.

This is a kind of cool wind in the countryside, and the sound of this wind lasts for a short time, and then the rhythm gradually starts to speed up, which makes people feel the calm before the storm that may thunder at any time.

Sure enough, as Murong Wan exhaled, the sound in the flute suddenly increased a bit, and the dull "bang" sound came, which made several people's hearts beat together.

As the voice became faster and faster, several people seemed to be caught in the middle of this rhythm, until finally the voice slowly turned into the wind again.

"Huh~"

The last two sounds fell, and the sound stopped at this moment.

Everyone came to their senses at this moment, looked at each other in a daze, and didn't know what to say.

But they could feel that this voice had an unbelievable appeal, even Wang Fei and the others could be attracted to it.

"Big star, you are too powerful..."

When Lin Yuhan realized it, she looked at Murong Wan with exaggerated eyes.

Murong Wan was also a little embarrassed, hehe said: "I'm just trying, I've seen this in a book before, but this structure should have been lost long ago, I didn't expect there to be a finished product."

"This voice... I don't feel normal."

Karl frowned slightly, and looked at Fujikawa Sakura across from him.

Fujikawa Sakura seemed to be able to feel the same, and said: "It should be a bit strange, it seems to be from the ancient European battlefield..."

"That's the one."

Carl's eyes sparkled.

The two seemed to have anticipated something at the same time, but Zhang Xuerou and the others were a little strange. They looked at each other and asked, "What ancient European battlefield?"

"Nothing, maybe I guessed wrong."

Fujikawa Sakura didn't explain, maybe the things she thought of were too troublesome.

However, Murong Wan was very happy to get this, with a playful expression on her face, she said: "This thing is really good, how about studying the structure and copying it later?"

"Well, I'll ask someone to copy a few for you later."

Wang Fei agreed very readily, but he didn't look particularly happy either.

The emotions of these three people seemed to be depressed at the same time, which also made Murong Wan a little strange, thinking that they were a little abnormal.

But the atmosphere was only a bit dull for a short time. When the sky gradually darkened, Fujikawa Sakura returned to her usual approachable attitude, and said with a faint smile on her face, "Yuhan, come to the kitchen to help later."

"Okay! I want the dishes made by Miss Sakura!"

Lin Yuhan excitedly followed behind Fujikawa Sakura, like a little follower.

Murong Wan was still studying that thing, after she tried to blow it a few times, as if she suddenly realized something, her eyes showed surprise, and she shouted: "I thought of it!"

This scream brought everyone out, including Wang Fei, who was halfway through the bath. They were all wrapped in a towel, with their heads sticking out, and there was still some foam around their mouths.

"This is...what's the matter?"

Wang Fei stared blankly at Murong Wan who was sitting on the sofa.

But Murong Wan showed surprise on her face at this time, and after taking the pen and paper beside her, she suddenly drew something from it.

After about a minute or so passed, she put down her pen and said, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)