Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 60 Transfer to Fusheng
Immediately, the sweet taste spread all over the taste buds, which was very delicious.

After eating the fruit, Mo Zicheng flew up to the rockery.

He found a comfortable place to sit down, took out the jade flute from his sleeve, put it to his lips, and a song of Feng Qiwu was slowly spread.

Mo Zicheng closed his eyes lightly, obviously immersed in the sound of the flute.

Suddenly, a long sigh came out, "How can the little baby play this song, who is the teacher?"

The whistle stopped abruptly.

Mo Zicheng looked to the side and saw Master Tianji holding a red fruit in the center of his palm and chewing it.

On the other hand, Yin Qing placed food on the stone table, which was still steaming hot.

A smile like a spring breeze, a calm face, bright eyes looking at him, a smile on his lips.

"Little baby? Let me ask you how you can boast about this Feng Qiwu, who did you learn from!"

Tianji Master was too unhappy to ask again, took a bite of the fruit, ate all of it, and then hit the fruit core on the fruit on the tree, with his palm flat, the smooth and juicy fruit immediately flew towards her in the palm of your hand.

Seeing this scene, Mo Zicheng was surprised again.

Not to mention how far the fruit tree is from the rockery, it is not easy to plant a fruit with this small core.And the Tianji master not only took down, but also took it into his own hands.

This means, how superb is Master Tianji's martial arts?

Master Tianji looked at Mo Zicheng's slightly frowning brows and blank expression, biting the fruit and yelling displeasedly, "Little baby!"

If it was normal, she would not be in such a good mood.

"Ah."

This time Mo Zicheng came back to his senses and responded coldly.

Master Tianji glanced at him, "Little boy, how did you learn to play Feng Qiwu, and who did you learn from? You can still play Feng Qiwu so well."

She remembered that there was only one person who could play Feng Qiwu, and could play the flute so superbly, and that was Xiao Mo, who was known as Mr. Yu in the world.

Hearing this, Mo Zicheng's eyes dimmed, and the frost became deeper, he clenched the jade flute tightly with his fingers, and said, "My father."

"Father?"

Master Tianji threw out the fruit core again, "Is your father's name Xiao Mo?"

"how do you know?"

Mo Zicheng looked at Master Tianji in astonishment.

Master Tianji put his hands behind his head, with a leisurely look, "People are called Mr. Ruyu, I think back then..."

Speaking of this, a trace of red cloud hung on the beautiful face of Master Tianji, and he continued, with indescribable pride in his tone.

"Because I ran after him, I was haunted by his flute and had nightmares for three days and three nights."

Thinking of the past, Tianji Shitai had a smile on his face.

Even Yin Qing was surprised at this moment, and then seemed to think of something, "Master, you said to find the son of the old man, wouldn't it be the city?"

Master Tianji nodded, and then patted Mo Zicheng on the shoulder, "As entrusted by Xiao Mo, now that you are so old, I should give you that thing."

Mo Zicheng was even more astonished. Didn't his father die in his mother's arms?Why does Tianji Master give me something?
Tianji Shitai glanced at him, "Your father doesn't want you to get into trouble too early."

After all, that treasure was one of the treasures that everyone in the world fought for back then.

Only if she, Tianji Shitai, takes care of it on her behalf, will it not be robbed.

"Come down and eat!"

Yin Qing put the bowl and chopsticks, and waved to the two people on the rockery.

Tianji Shitai mercilessly pulled Mo Zicheng and flew down, not at all worried that his wound would be pulled.

Sure enough, Mo Zicheng grunted in pain, but didn't respond, allowing her to drag him to sit down beside the stone table.

The dishes are very rich.

One of them was very familiar, but Mo Zicheng couldn't remember it.

Yin Qing filled a bowl of soup for Mo Zicheng and placed it in front of him, "Drink some and eat."

He has a bad stomach, she knows it.

Mo Zicheng drank the soup expressionlessly, picked up the dish Yin Qing gave him with his chopsticks, and chewed it carefully in his mouth.

Inexplicably, the taste of every meal eaten in the palace in the past is similar. Although the dishes are different, they are inexplicably familiar.

Suddenly, a bold guess popped up in his heart.

No way, she doesn't have much free time to cook those meals.

Thinking of this, Mo Zicheng felt an indescribable loss in his heart.

Yin Qing picked up another chopstick and put it into Mo Zicheng's bowl, with a smile on his lips, "Eat more."

Tianji just kept eating and didn't speak.

After eating and drinking enough, he picked up Mo Zicheng and left, but Yin Qing had no choice but to follow the two of them.

I saw that Tianji dragged him into a bamboo house and took out an exquisite mahogany box.

"I carry this thing with me all the time, for fear that it will fall into the hands of others one day."

Master Tianji showed a rare solemnity and relief on his face, and handed over the mahogany box in his hand to Mo Zicheng.

Mo Zicheng was slightly stunned, reached out to take the box, opened it, and saw a silver flute inlaid with emerald jade and something like a flute score lying quietly on the red cloth flute stand.

With just one glance, Mo Zicheng fell in love with this flute.

(End of this chapter)