In those years when covering the sky and becoming a banshee

Chapter 54 In the middle of the night, who is blowing the flute?
Night falls,

Hu Ningxin felt that they were in a deep sleep, and the boat had entered a wide river at some point.

"boom!"

At this time, Hu Ningxin and their boat made a 'bang' sound as if something had bumped into it.

"Sister! There is a big boat crashing into us behind us, it looks like a boat!" Hu Xiaoju stood up from the boat, and said a little unhappily.

She was sound asleep just now, but she was woken up by the unexpected big ship.After finishing speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go up and find someone to fight.

"Be honest with me! It was us who collided with the ship, not someone else."

Hu Ning angrily gave her a headache.

In the dark night, in the middle of the river, there was a large boat tens of feet long and hundreds of meters long. The lights on it were brightly lit. Many people looked down, and someone said:

"Who hit the boat?"

"I'm sorry everyone, I accidentally fell asleep, and I forgot to apologize." Hu Ning apologized heartily.

The people on the big boat were very reasonable. Seeing that Hu Ningxin's boat was damaged, they lowered the cables and let them board.

"Thank you all."

Hu Ningxin did not refuse her kindness.

After boarding the ship, Hu Ningxin and the others paid some money to the owner of the big ship and officially became passengers.

This is a large ship that sails on the river all year round. There are ordinary mortals and many monks on it.

At night, many mortals and monks could not sleep at night, standing on the deck and chatting.

On the boat, Hu Xiaoju booked a room and continued to sleep soundly.

And Hu Ningxin stood on the deck, listening to the chatter of the passengers with great interest.

"The tomb of the demon emperor is really evil. Over the past few years, countless monks have died, but they just can't be opened."

"The entire Eastern Wasteland has been alarmed. All major sects have sent masters to the ruins, but there is no way to open the grave."

"The main reason is that the real peerless powerhouse has scruples and dare not take action at will, because the Yin Tomb is very evil, and it is almost psychic. Unless there is the treasure of the Eastern Wasteland Human Race, otherwise, even if there is a Gaiden powerhouse who can crack it. Even if there is no situation, the Yin Tomb cannot be fixed, it will rush into the land of the Eastern Desolation, like a dragon returning to the sea, there will be no trace to be found."

"It is said that several important people have died, is it true?"

"Of course it is true. In the past three years, countless monks have been killed and injured. The deep pool is almost filled with dead bodies. Even the big shots have died one after another, and several big shots are said to be dying."

heard,

Hu Ning raised her eyebrows heartily, thinking to herself that this Yan Ruyu is really harmful, digging such a big skyhole, it is really worth killing people...

"The mountain of corpses around that deep pool has completely turned into a piece of demonic soil. Just looking at it from a distance makes people feel creepy. There is a lot of resentment there, and every inch of the ground is stained with the blood of monks."

"Since that deep pool has never returned and has become a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, why are there still endless monks rushing forward and going there?"

"It's no good. Who would be so disregarding life and death? That's the tomb of a generation of emperors who unified the Eastern Wilderness Monster Race. There must be endless treasures buried inside."

"That's right, even those transcendent figures were alarmed. According to legend, it's because there is my Eastern Desolate human race's most precious treasure - the Desolate Pagoda!"

"Is it the legendary barren tower that can kill immortals?"

"Of course it is, otherwise, how could those big figures risk their lives and go deep in regardless of the danger of perishing."

"It's been three years, and the disciples of the various factions have long since lost their nerves. They are afraid of being transferred to the ruins, but the various factions refuse to stop. If this continues, I really don't know how many people will die."

"Perhaps you don't know yet. It is said that even the people of Zhongzhou have been alarmed. Recently, some mysterious figures have rushed to Donghuang."

"Could it be that they want to rob me of the treasure of the Eastern Desolation - the Desolate Pagoda?"

"That's not true. They won't stretch their hands so long. Even though the strength of the monks in Zhongzhou is unparalleled in the world and surpasses the other four regions, they dare not easily become enemies with the entire Eastern Wilderness. Once such a war breaks out, it will be very difficult. Imagine how many people will die. It is said that they seem to be looking for a treasure in Zhongzhou..."

Several monks were talking while standing on the plate armor drinking.

"Perhaps Zhongzhou will cooperate with Donghuang. After all, both sides have treasures lost in the tomb of the demon emperor."

"What exactly is the treasure of Zhongzhou, and how did it get lost in our Eastern Wilderness?"

"Zhongzhou is ancient and mysterious. It is said that their treasures coexist with the world, which is not something people at our level can know."

"The thing lost in the Eastern Wilderness seems to be just a piece of debris. Almost no one knows what it is."

"Hey~ The Tomb of the Demon Emperor is really harmful..."

"Who said no..."

Those monks all shook their heads and sighed.

......

Hu Ning listened thoughtfully, did the monks from Zhongzhou also come?Things are getting more and more lively, this Yan Ruyu is really capable of causing trouble...

Suddenly, at this moment.

There is a beautiful flute sound, the ethereal and wonderful sound is soft and pleasant, like the sound of nature lingering.

The sound of the flute, the soul of a clear and pure person, is like a sweet spring flowing out of the desert, like a tree sprouting in the severe winter, bringing people infinite hope and beauty.

"The sound of the flute is beautiful, who is playing the music?" Hu Ningxin's eyes lit up when she heard the sound, and she couldn't help asking.

On the top of the third floor of the big ship, there is a woman standing with light steps. She is dressed in a blue dress, fluttering in the night wind.

The woman is only about 20 years old, the same age as Hu Ningxin, both in appearance and temperament are amazing, bright and ethereal, with black hair like a waterfall, skin that is ready to break, and eyes that are agile.

Slim and graceful, with a charming fairy appearance, like an orchid in an empty valley, there is a quiet and detached temperament in its beauty.

"It's her! The sound of the flute coincides with the way of nature and has an extraordinary aura. That's right, it's Ye Huiling, the arrogance of the younger generation in Zhongzhou! I didn't expect that she was also on this ship..." A well-informed monk exclaimed.

Hu Ning couldn't help but look up,
I saw that Ye Huiling, as her name suggests, refined and clear, with fluttering blue hair, skin like creamy fat, eyes like black gemstones, straight nose, white teeth like jade, holding a purple-patterned white jade flute, placed it in front of her cherry lips, and played it lightly move.

Under the bright moonlight, she is like a fairy who has emerged from the dust, elegant and ethereal.

The ethereal flute sound is soft and pleasant, like the sound of nature lingering...

Just when Hu Ning was savoring the song carefully,
As a result, a tiger howled suddenly...

"Blowing the flute in the middle of the night, is it annoying! Is it annoying! Does it make people sleep?!"

Hu Xiaoju's displeased voice came from the room on the second floor.

heard,

Everyone on board froze.

Even Ye Huiling, who was standing on the top of the boat, couldn't help being stunned, forgot to continue playing the flute for a moment, looked down at the jade flute in his hand in a little confusion, and then fell into deep thought...

Rows of black lines appeared on Hu Ningxin's forehead below, and she couldn't help covering her face and saying:

"Stupid! That's a flute! It's a flute!"

(End of this chapter)