Chapter 127: Piano and Xiao Duet!

  Yan Ye Bai nodded, Xiao Yun also put down his heart, turned his face to look, but saw that beside Ye Changqing was still standing an old man wearing a yellow leather jacket.

  The old man had a flat head and short hair, with two fiery red eyebrows, a standard Chinese character face, and his figure was also quite majestic. Standing there, he exuded an aura of power without being angry, and his body had a kind of fiery breath that made people somewhat unwilling to get close to him.

  "This is Flame Elder!" Ye Changqing hastily introduced to Xiao Yun.

  "Junior Xiao Yun, I've seen you before, senior!" Upon hearing this, Xiao Yun hastily bowed and paid his respects.

  "No need to be polite, young man, you're not bad!" Ye Yan raised his hand slightly, his gaze swept across Xiao Yun's body, mostly in approval. Although Xiao Yun's strength was low, he had a way to suppress the magic insects, and for Tongtian Village, it was undoubtedly a great lifesaver.

  "You're overpraising me!" Xiao Yun said humbly.

  A figure walked into the side room, and Little Tiger was quietly lying on the bed, still in a daze. The bloodstains on his face seemed to have been wiped clean, no longer as frightening as before.

  Zhuo Zhu, Ye Lan, and Hu Fu Hu Mu were all in the house guarding. Ye Bai said, "All of you go out, don't let anyone come in to disturb!"

  "Yes!"

  Zhuang Zhu and others responded with a sound, knowing that Ye Bai and Xiao Yun were going to rescue Xiaohu, and they all got up and retreated.

  "Chang Qing, you go out too!" Ye Bai said to Ye Changqing after Zhuo Zhu and others left.

  "White Elder?" Ye Changqing was taken aback.

  Ye Bai said, "After the demon insect leaves its host, it will find a new host to parasitize. That's why it left us three here!"

  "I'll be guarding outside."

  Ye Changqing stretched his mouth and nodded to Ye Bai, then retreated. The magic insect was not something to be trifled with. Although he had the strength of a mid-term Bug Master, compared to Ye Bai and Ye Yan, he was still far inferior. If the magic insect were to find him, he couldn't guarantee that he could withstand it.

  The door closed, and except for the little tiger lying on the bed, only Xiao Yun, Ye Bai, and Ye Yan were left. Ye Bai took down the long flute hanging from his waist, and Xiao Yun also took out the Jiuxiao. The two sat on either side of the little tiger's bed, with Ye Bai looking up at Xiao Yun and asking, "Are you afraid?"

  "Huh?" Xiao Yun was taken aback.

  Ye Bai smiled and said, "If this tune can really drive out the demon from Xiao Hu Zi's mind, that thing is a maniac that burrows into people on sight. Your strength is too weak, it may very well come after you."

  "I can force it out, what's to fear that it won't work?" Xiao Yun heard this and also laughed. With his accumulated merits protecting him, the demonic insect would definitely not find him even if it were looking for these two old men.

  "Don't worry, I'm here, it won't hurt you!" Ye Yan patted Xiao Yun's shoulder, and Xiao Yun could feel the scorching heat from Ye Yan's palm. It seemed that Ye Yan thought Xiao Yun was pretending to be calm.

  Xiao Yun just smiled and didn't say much more, turning instead to Ye Bai and saying, "Senior, let's get started!"

  Ye Bai nodded and brought the flute to his lips, while Xiao Yun lightly stroked the strings of her zither. The sound of the zither rose first, followed closely by the sound of the flute.

  The magnificent and stirring sound of the guqin, paired with the gentle and low-pitched sound of the sheng, the two blending together in perfect harmony, was simply flawless. Standing beside them, Ye Yan couldn't help but feel a little entranced by the solemn and majestic music, which was like a chorus of Buddhist chanting, making one feel as if they were about to ascend to heaven on a cloud. The insect of fate in his mind stirred restlessly.

  Xiao Yun and Ye Bai's bodies were covered with a layer of holy light, as if the Buddha had descended to the mortal world.

  A wisp of pale yellow gas floated out, transformed into a series of light circles, accompanied by sound waves. The light circles converged in one place, the piano and flute sounds overlapped, and the golden light became more pronounced. One string after another poured into Little Tiger's body, washing over his body again and again.

  The Qing Xin Pu Shan Chant was originally a Buddhist guitar piece, but after being refined by later generations, it was changed to a piano and flute duet, with a stronger musical sense. It can be said that the combination of piano and flute is absolutely much stronger than the original score.

  "Ding ding ding!"

  The little tiger, which was originally lying quietly on the bed, suddenly shook its whole body with the flushing of those light circles. The iron chain wrapped around its body swayed back and forth, shaking more and more violently, and then the bed also shook.

  Xiao Hu closed his eyes, tightly furrowed his brow, and his facial features were twisted together. Large beads of sweat had broken out on his forehead, it was clear that despite being unconscious, he was still enduring immense pain.

  Xiao Hu's unusual behavior brought Ye Yan back to his senses, and he immediately walked to Xiao Hu's bedside, with the palm of his right hand open, a fist-sized flame suddenly appeared in his palm.

  Flames soared, red with a hint of yellow, and just like that, they spontaneously ignited in Ye Yan's hand, utterly mysterious.

  Xiao Yun, however, did not notice these and was wholeheartedly devoted to playing the Qing Xin Pu Sheng Zhou. The two of them had only played together for the first time, but there was no awkwardness at all, nor any mistakes. It can be imagined that their attainments in music were beyond what ordinary people could reach.

  "Clang! Clang! Clang!"

  "Waaaah!"

  The sound grew louder, the yellow light circles became more and more intense, almost covering the entire room in a golden hue. Little Tiger's body trembled more and more violently, his iron chains strained tightly, as if they would burst open at any moment.

  "Ah!"

  Suddenly, Little Tiger let out a painful roar and sat up abruptly from the bed. His two scarlet eyes stared fixedly ahead, and in an instant, two blood-red glints shot out.

  "Whoosh!"

  A shiny insect emerged from the brow of a small tiger, making a series of eerie screeches with its mouth. The yellow light shone on its body, as if it was corroded by sulfuric acid, instantly emitting wisps of white smoke.

  The insect let out a shrill cry, flapped its wings and carried the yellow light directly towards Ye Yan who was closest to it. The speed was so fast that Xiao Yun only felt a flash before his eyes.

  Ye Yan was not flustered, he had long been prepared and was waiting for this moment. He directly snapped his fingers, and the flame in his palm suddenly burst out, heading towards that small insect.

  "Boom!"

  The little bug was caught off guard and directly crashed into the flames emitted by Ye Yan, and in an instant, it was enveloped by the fierce fire.

  "Squeak!"

  Accompanied by a blood-curdling scream, a spark flared up inside the flames, and in an instant, the little insect was reduced to nothingness.

  Ye Yan stretched out his hand and beckoned, the fireball quickly flew back into his palm, slowly fading away and disappearing. His natal insect was a fire insect, controlling flames for him was as easy as lifting an arm. The demon insects feared nothing more than flames, colliding with him would be tantamount to jumping into a net.

  The sound of the zither has stopped, the sound of the flute is gone!

  "Boom!"

  The little tiger sat on the bed, as if it had exhausted its last bit of strength, and fell back onto the bed again, closing its eyes tightly and losing consciousness once more.

  "Is it done?"

  Xiao Yun took a deep breath and wiped the dense sweat on his forehead, apparently, just playing with Ye Bai was quite exhausting.

  "Success!"

  Ye Yan's eyes lit up, and he turned to look at Xiao Yun. On that stiff face, there was a thick layer of surprise, and he had actually managed to force out the demon bug. The problem that had plagued Tongtian Village for thousands of years, from top to bottom, had been solved so easily?

  Even Ye Bai couldn't believe his eyes at this moment, and he immediately walked to Xiaohu's bedside, lifted up Xiaohu's eyelids and took a look, and then checked his breath. His face was filled with extreme joy, "Haha, it really succeeded."

  Upon hearing the noise, the crowd waiting outside also pushed open the door and walked in. Ye Lan hastily ran over, "Old Man Bai, what's going on? Has the demonic insect been forced out?"

  Ye Bai nodded repeatedly and laughed, "Alright, alright, this kid is really lucky."

  "Little Tiger!" The tiger mother was overjoyed and burst into tears, immediately throwing herself down in front of Little Tiger's bed, hugging him tightly and shaking him gently. "Little Tiger, wake up, open your eyes and look at Mom!"

  "Osmanthus, stop bothering him! Xiao Hu Zi is weak now, if you continue to do this, he will be driven to death!" Ye Bai was full of blame and criticism, a woman's words are really troublesome!

  The tiger father quickly came up and pulled the tiger mother away, the tiger mother's emotions were hard to control. These two days for their family had been a complete journey from heaven to hell and back to heaven again.

  "Mr. Xiao, thank you for your great kindness and virtue, thank you for saving our little Tiger!" The tiger's father and mother directly knelt down in front of Xiao Yun.

  This scene was unexpected by Xiao Yun, who hastily pulled the two of them back and said, "Big brother, big sister, Xiaohu is my friend. How can I not help him? Quickly get up, you're shortening my lifespan!"

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  Thanks to book friend "Home Daoist" for the reward, Guiguzi thanked him!