"Now, please let the head of the Duanmu family award a prize to our champion!"
The host's excited roar recalled everyone's thoughts.
Song Shu and Zhou Ruo watched with jealousy as Ye Hong and Yao Ling slowly entered the stage.
Duanmu Chengya's expression had already changed at this time, as if she had never had any unpleasantness with Ye Hong before.
Many people secretly admire this cunning face-changing skill.
He picked up the small box that Ye Hong had seen before, and put the box into Ye Hong's hands with a smile under the attention of everyone.
"Xianmen Ximen, this has been passed down by our family for thousands of years."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Hong, who was impatient and said: "I know about Wannian Guxiao."
Duanmu Chengya said in astonishment: "How do you know?"
He remembered that he hadn't announced what was in the box yet.
Ye Hong was shocked and was about to make up a reason to explain, but Duanmu Chengya suddenly realized: "I understand, it was Chi'er who told you, right?"
He said to himself: "I really don't know what kind of relationship Chi'er has with you, but he treats you so well."
While muttering, he handed the box to Ye Hong.
In this decisive gesture, there was no heartache at handing over a family heirloom, and there was even a feeling of relief.
I have to mention this thousand-year-old bone flute.
Once upon a time, the Duanmu family was famous for its flute and was called the ancient flute family.
But as time went by, the guqin gradually rose to prominence in the Duanmu family, replacing the status of the guxiao.
Not long ago, Duanmu Chengya kept having bad luck, so he asked a Taoist priest to do a fortune telling for him.
The Taoist priest frankly said that the reason why the Duanmu family's luck declined was because they went against the ancestral precepts and chose the guqin instead of the ancient Xiao.
As this trend continues, the Duanmu family's luck will become weaker and weaker.
Duanmu Chengya was so frightened that she hurriedly asked for help.
The Taoist priest then gave Duanmu Chengya an idea, which was to transfer the thousand-year-old bone flute passed down from his family.
In this way, the family and the word Xiao can be separated.
Duanmu Chengya accepted the Taoist priest's suggestion and took the ten thousand year bone flute as the prize of this competition.
Anyway, it has been passed down for thousands of years, but the Duanmu family has never figured out the secret of this thousand-year-old bone flute.
Duanmu Chengya was eager to throw this ominous useless thing out of the house.
After handing the box to Ye Hong, a strange look flashed in Duanmu Chengya's eyes.
"Maybe this bad luck can be transferred to him," Duanmu Chengya thought maliciously in his heart.
On the surface, he looked as if nothing had happened, but actually he didn't hate Ye Hong for disturbing today's game.
Not to mention, Ye Hong just scolded him and Cansong Rin together.
And this hatred turned into some evil intention at this time.
Ye Hong didn't care about Duanmu Chengya's little thoughts. The moment he took the box, he couldn't help but open it and check it out.
I saw a green-white long flute lying quietly in the small box.
The material of this long flute looks like white jade, but if you look closely, you can find the unique bone luster on it.
Just like the ten-thousand-year-old bone xun, it was apparently made from the bones of some unknown creature.
But as time goes by, the gray-white bones slowly turn into the transparent green-white color they are today.
The moment he saw Gu Xiao, a gleam flashed in Ye Hong's eyes.
The appearance of this bone flute was exactly the same as what he had seen in that mysterious clip before!
(End of chapter)