One day, the parallel world collapsed

There are indeed some good things in Lu Weisheng's study.Rao Xia Qingfeng, his eyes lit up when he entered the room.

"I'll go, Lao Lu, your family is really amazing." The study room is decorated in a classical style, and lightly scented with soothing incense.Mu Zichen pointed to a pair of terracotta figurines on the shelf, "If I remember correctly, which tomb was this unearthed from on the Internet last year? That...is from the Han Dynasty! It was sold at the auction for 2000 million yuan. I didn't expect it to be bought by your family!"

Lu Weisheng smiled and waved his hands, "It's not that exaggerated."

"The pair at the auction is the big one, and this one is the small one." He explained, "My grandfather got it through a private relationship. It's not expensive, 600 million."

Mu Zichen: "..." Isn't 600 million expensive?Sure enough, rich and powerful.

Xia Qingfeng was fiddling with the paintings and calligraphy inserted in the bottle, and laughed when he heard the words: "600 million is a friendship price, right? I saw this pair of small ones, and they are even more intact than the auctioned ones."

Lu Weisheng just smiled and said nothing.

Mo Bai ignored the conversation between them.His eyes swept across the room, and soon fell on a black carved wooden box placed on a solid wood flower stand.

He winked at Xia Qingfeng: "Look at that."

Xia Qingfeng understood, and walked a couple of steps away as if admiring, and slid his fingertips along the flower stand.

In fact, the moment they entered the study, Mo Bai and Xia Qingfeng knew what was wrong with Lu Weisheng's family.The two non-human auras detected outside the gate became more intense when the study door was opened—even as I said just now, they were already fading to the point of disappearing.

Xia Qingfeng's eyes were fixed on the wooden box Mo Bai had mentioned, his eyes changed slightly, and a layer of golden light invisible to human eyes appeared on the box.

A familiar aura.

Xia Qingfeng and Mo Bai looked at each other.I think this time is probably a surprise.

"Inside..." Xia Qingfeng pointed to the ebony box, "Can you open it and have a look?"

"Oh, this." Lu Weisheng looked at the wooden box Xia Qingfeng said, "It can be opened. But unfortunately, it is empty now, and the contents inside have been borrowed."

"Oh, what's so good about an empty box." Mu Zichen looked at Xia Qingfeng's solemn expression and said.

It's just that Xia Qingfeng didn't want to talk to him.He reached out and opened the box.The inside of the wooden box was covered with red soft cloth, and there was a long strip of depression in the middle.Mo Bai also walked over, glanced at it and asked, "What's in it?"

"It's a flute." Lu Weisheng didn't know why the two of them were interested in this empty box, but he replied seriously: "It looks quite ordinary, the only thing special is that its material should be some kind of animal bone. It's miserable and a little creepy. But my grandfather must have said it can ward off evil spirits, so I put it here."

Mo Bai and Xia Qingfeng stared at each other.

"Could it be a keel?" Xia Qingfeng asked in a spiritual voice.

"Ah."

The aura left in the box belongs to the dragon family, and it is from the same vein as the one on the Sword of Slaughtering God.

"Looking at the length, it seems to be owned by a large creature." Xia Qingfeng looked up at Lu Weisheng, "Didn't your grandfather say what kind of animal bones it is?"

"Oh." Lu Weisheng touched his nose when he heard the words, and said with some amusement, "My grandpa is like an old child. I'm afraid I won't want it. Throw me off and say it's a leg bone of a dragon. Just kidding, when Not really."

Xia Qingfeng's eyes moved.He flicked the soft cloth in the box with his fingertips, and said with a half-smile: "It's not impossible."

"Let's leave this alone." Mu Zichen reminded Mo Bai and Xia Qingfeng looking thoughtfully at an empty box, and gave them a wink when they looked up. "Let's get down to business first, huh?"

Xia Qingfeng glanced at Mo Bai.

"Yeah." Mo Bai nodded.

So Xia Qingfeng smiled at Lu Weisheng: "Look at my brain, someone came over, and the notebook was left in the car. Mu Zichen." He fell on Mu Zichen's face, "Please help me to get it, Thanks."

"Oh." Mu Zichen understood, "I'll go right away."

He grabbed Lu Weisheng's shoulder by the way, "I just happen to be a little thirsty, old Lu, take me to drink some water."

"Okay." Lu Weisheng patted Mu Zichen on the back, turned around and said to Mo Bai and Xia Qingfeng, "Then you watch first, I'll let Aunt Liu make tea."

"Thank you."

Mu Zichen and Lu Weisheng went downstairs and closed the door for them.

Xia Qingfeng suppressed his expression, and closed the wooden box with a "snap". "Dragon bone flute..."

Mo Bai glanced at him. "Get rid of the evil spirit first."

With a turn of his wrist and a stretch of five fingers, a white silver light spread from the sole of his foot to all around.Soon, little by little green evil spirit appeared in the room.

Mo Bai swept his eyes away and blurted out two words: "Sure enough."

Although the evil spirit spread all around the house, the most obvious trace was towards the ebony box that originally contained the keel flute.

Xia Qingfeng folded his arms, "Come running to the keel, it doesn't look like something a ghost eater would do."

"The dragon spirit is sealed in the Sword of Slaughtering God, and the keel is nothing more than a part of the vessel... Mo Bai—" Xia Qingfeng's eyes froze suddenly, "Tell me, could this keel be the key to solving the mystery of the Sword of Slaughtering God and awakening the dragon spirit? ?”

"Maybe." Mo Bai replied.He pulled out a glazed bead, and with a flick of his eyes, the bead hovered in the air.The bead slowly turned, and a ray of white fluorescent light was inside, and all the evil spirit in the room was absorbed into the bead.

Xia Qingfeng was still in deep thought.Mo Bai glanced at him and threw the glass beads to him.

"It's useless to think too much."

"I won't be happy if I don't figure it out." Xia Qingfeng twirled the beads in his hand and clicked his tongue. "Hey, tell me, should we ask this young master Lu, where did the keel flute get borrowed?"

"what ever."

"Do you think you can have a sense of responsibility as a god?" Xia Qingfeng put away the glazed beads, and raised his eyebrows to see Mo Bai's irresponsible appearance. "Are you not afraid of trouble in the human world? It will inevitably involve your little friend."

Mo Bai glanced at him: "What kid?"

"It's just the high school student you took care of from time to time." Seeing Mo Qi being mentioned, Mo Bai couldn't help but move his gaze, Xia Qingfeng bent his eyes and smiled: "It's not like your style to move the heart."

Move all hearts?These three words seemed unfamiliar to Mo Bai.He was too lazy to listen to Xia Qingfeng's teasing, and said solemnly: "The turmoil in the human world is not what I want, but I will not interfere."

"Of course, if you need my help, I won't stand by and watch."

"Thank you." Xia Qingfeng chuckled and patted Mo Bai's upper arm, "Then I'll go and find out where the keel flute is going."

When opening the door, Xia Qingfeng turned around again: "Ah, that's right."

He took out a red string from his trouser pocket, wound it twice between his fingers and it became a braided bracelet. "This, why don't you give it to the young master?"

He said: "Although you have suppressed the evil spirit, his mortal body has been abused for a long time, so he must be suppressed with something? Otherwise, it will take him to slowly recover and he may not be sure how long."

Mo Bai heard the words and said, "Just leave it to him."

Xia Qingfeng pouted: "Alright."

Downstairs, Mu Zichen and Lu Weisheng were sitting and chatting. Aunt Liu had already made tea and was going up the stairs to deliver it to them.Seeing Xia Qingfeng and Mo Bai leaving the study door one after another, Aunt Liu bowed to them and retreated back down the stairs.

"Let you take a notebook, but you are sitting here." Xia Qingfeng said to Mu Zichen while walking downstairs.

Mu Zichen was putting the coffee into his mouth when he caught a glimpse of Xia Qingfeng's figure from the corner of his eye. Hearing this, he was startled, and quickly put it down like a conditioned reflex.It wasn't until he saw that the other party didn't have much intention of targeting, he reacted and said, "You don't have your notebook in the car at all. I think you probably forgot to bring it?"

"Oh." Xia Qingfeng responded and shrugged. Fang smiled at Lu Weisheng beside him, "I guess I forgot to bring it." No matter how I looked at it, he didn't take it seriously.

Mu Zichen secretly rolled his eyes: Since it's an act, thank you for the trouble.

Seeing that Mo Bai had also come down, Lu Weisheng greeted him, "Is this over? Aunt Liu has already prepared lunch. If you don't mind, you can have it at my house."

"Alright." Xia Qingfeng nodded, "I'm bothering you."

Lu Weisheng smiled: "You're welcome."

Seeing that Mo Bai had already gone downstairs, Xia Qingfeng deliberately added: "Oh yes, this." He handed the red string bracelet to Lu Weisheng, "Mo Bai gave it to you."

Mo Bai, who was walking towards them, paused: "..."

He glanced at Xia Qingfeng sideways, and when the other party blinked his eyes as if watching a good show, he commented: Boring.

"Ah...thank you." Lu Weisheng took it, a little happy and a little unbelievable.He found it difficult to imagine the scene of Mo Bai holding a red string bracelet, but his upbringing made him wise not to show it. He only looked up at Mo Bai and said again: "Thank you."

Xia Qingfeng smiled even more, Mo Bai said indifferently: "You're welcome."

Mu Zichen: ...I always feel that they are hiding something important.

During the lunch break, except for Mo Bai, who couldn't eat, the three of them chatted happily. Xia Qingfeng naturally took the opportunity to raise the question of the whereabouts of the keel flute.

Muzichen drove and drank fruit juice. "Why are you so interested in that flute?"

"What do you do? If you haven't seen it, you want to open your eyes." Xia Qingfeng narrowed his eyes comfortably after taking a sip of red wine. "Preservation is really a cultural relic worthy of careful study."

"Hey..." Mu Zichen jokingly bumped into Mo Bai's arm beside him, and said with a hidden smile, "Hey Xiaobai, I found this Great Immortal Xia to be quite interesting. He really believed what old Grandpa Lu said, that the flute is Made of dragon bones?"

Mo Bai returned him a lukewarm look.

"Damn—" Mu Zichen almost complained when he saw this, he thought either Mo Bai and Xia Qingfeng were crazy or he was crazy. "You don't even think so, do you?"

"It's a dragon!" He lowered his voice, "It's just a myth and legend. Why are you playing it so seriously?"

"The ancient "Mountains and Rivers Strange Records" records that thousands of years ago, fishermen along the coast saw thunder and fire in the middle of the night. Fly into the sea."

Mo Bai dictated this record lightly, and said to Mu Zichen: "You should read more books."

"Tch, just fool me." Mu Zichen curled his lips and said, "I don't believe it."

Mo Bai secretly shook his head and said nothing more.

The two people in this room were whispering, and Lu Weisheng on the other end also answered Xia Qingfeng's question.

"The flute was borrowed by my cousin." He said, "The drama club has a new play, but they couldn't find a suitable prop. I remembered that I had such an unused thing here, so I took it away. If you are in a hurry , I will call her later to see when I can get it back."

"Don't bother." Xia Qingfeng waved his hand, "We can't finish this report in a month, and it won't be too late to read it after the performance."

"However." Xia Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Didn't the old man say that the flute wards off evil spirits? You can borrow it at ease?"

Lu Weisheng shook his head with a smile, "I don't really believe this, besides, it's just a loan, it's fine if Grandpa doesn't know."

After being despised by Mo Bai, Mu Zichen heard Lu Weisheng's words, so he casually asked, "Your cousin is acting in a drama? Which drama company?"

"Weaving Yao."

"Is she from Zhiyao?" Mu Zichen's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "Didn't I also join the school drama club when we were in college, and once performed with Zhiyao. Her level , it’s not covered.”

He then asked: "What kind of play is this time? When and where will it be performed?"

Lu Weisheng was dumbfounded by Mu Zichen's series of questions. "I didn't inquire about the play, but it seems to be performed at the City Theater at the end of the month."

He said and walked away from his seat, and then came back with three tickets. "If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

Mu Zichen and Xia Qingfeng each reached out and took one, and Mu Zichen gave the remaining one to Mo Bai.

Mo Bai picked it up and glanced at it.

The name of the play is "When the Wind", and it is an ancient play by looking at the stills. Two o'clock in the afternoon on the 26th... There are not two days left.

Xia Qingfeng half-closed his eyes, "It looks good, let's go and have a look."