I donated 100 million at the beginning

In front of the uncle's mourning hall.

The elders of the funeral band finally appeared.

Fifth Brother looked at Hu Yibao who was guarded by a hundred birds in the middle of the mourning hall, with a startled expression.

"Fuck, so young!"

End of this chapter

Chapter 373 Come to our funeral band

Chapter 373 Come to our funeral band

The rest of the funeral band were also stunned when they saw Hu Yibao's appearance.

The promised white hair, what about the agreed fairy wind crane bone?

Hu Yibao's youth was beyond his imagination.

Looking at Hu Yibao in front of them, it was difficult for them to associate the nearly fairy sound of birds facing the phoenix they had just heard.

A young man in his twenties who looked like he had blown out what they had spent their whole life blowing, which they couldn't get out of.

Are you angry?

At this moment, Hu Baoguo, the head of Hujia Village, saw the funeral band coming, immediately lowered his footsteps, and walked over cautiously.

When he came in front of the funeral band, Hu Baoguo greeted them.

"Fifth brother, you are here!"

"Yeah!" Fifth Brother nodded, and then took the initiative to explain, "The car had a flat tire on the way, so it was delayed."

Looking at Hu Yibao who was guarded by a hundred birds, Fifth Brother couldn't help asking, "Who is that young man?"

Hearing Fifth Brother ask Hu Yibao, Hu Baoguo's head immediately lifted slightly, and introduced with pride on his face.

"He is Hu Yibao from our Hujia Village, my eldest nephew."

Hu Yibao's actions after the New Year this year, Hu Baoguo, as the head of Hu's Village and Hu Yibao's uncle, made his face full of arrogance and pride.

In the eyes of the people of the Hu family village, Hu Yibao seemed to have become a village treasure.

"Hu Yibao?" Fifth Brother muttered to himself, a little inexplicably familiar in his heart, as if he had heard this name somewhere before.

The rest of the funeral band also felt inexplicably familiar with Hu Yibao.

"Where did I seem to have heard this name?"

"Me too!"

"Someone seems to have mentioned the name Hu Yibao recently, but I just can't remember it for a while."

"Hey, old man, memory is declining after all."

The old man said to himself.

Then someone asked.

"The Suona is so good, Fifth Brother, do you think he will join our funeral band?"

Fifth Brother looked at the mourning hall, at Hu Yibao who was stroking the thrush, shook his head, and said uncertainly, "I don't know."

Their funeral band is very famous in the vicinity of Baibashili.

There is business done almost every day.

He also made a lot of money, far more than the students who graduated from prestigious universities in the city.

However, if I give Hu Yibao 60.00% of the funeral band's income, I don't know if he will agree.

Brother Wu had an idea in his mind.

If he wanted to bring Hu Yibao into his funeral band, he would not only inject young blood into his funeral band, but also improve the overall strength of the funeral band by several levels.

Naturally, the price will follow suit.

It is reasonable and reasonable to be able to blow a hundred birds to the level of a hundred birds singing in harmony, and the appearance fee is super doubled!

I was thinking in my heart.

Fifth Brother saw that Hu Yibao was touching Thrush's hand and let it go.

The thrush who landed on Hu Yibao's shoulder turned his head slightly, looked at Hu Yibao from the left and Hu Yibao from the right, as if wondering why he let go of the hand stroking her.

"It's all gone!" Hu Yibao waved his hand lightly at this time, and said loudly.

All the people and birds looked at Hu Yibao suspiciously.

Can these birds understand human language?

The villagers were puzzled.

Things are a bit absurd, but there is an inexplicable expectation in my heart.

Since Hu Yibao can attract hundreds of birds by blowing them to the phoenix, then maybe these birds can also understand Hu Yibao's words.

It sounds amazing.

Even the funeral bands who were talking to each other outside the mourning hall stopped chatting and turned to look at Hu Yibao.

"Let's all go!!" Hu Yibao said again.

This time, Hu Yibao finished speaking.

Bainiao seems to have really understood what Hu Yibao said.

"cracking!!"

The eagle on the beam of the mourning hall suddenly let out a long cry, which seemed to be a farewell sound to Hu Yibao.

The high-pitched voice echoed in the quiet mourning hall, rushing into the ears of everyone present, and then the eagle flapped its wings, swooped down, and flew out.

The other birds also spread their wings one after another, and flew out of the house following their calls.

In the end, the thrush rubbed against Hu Yibao's neck, croaked softly, and then flew out.

Less than 1 minutes.