C1247 Useless
C1247 Useless
The excited roar of the host roused everyone's thoughts.
Song Shuhang and Zhou Ruo looked at Ye Hong and Yao Ling with a face full of jealousy as they slowly walked onto the stage.
At this time, Duanmu Chengya's expression had already changed. It was as if he had never had any bad feelings with Ye Hong before.
This cunning and cunning face changing technique made many people secretly admire him.
He picked up the small box that Ye Hong had seen before. Under the attention of everyone, he put the box in Ye Hong's hand with a smile.
"Nephew Ximen, this is a thousand years old legacy of our clan..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the impatient Ye Hong. "Ten thousand year Bone Flute, I know."
Duanmu Chengya was stunned. "How do you know?"
He remembered that he had not announced what was in the box.
Ye Hong was shocked. He was about to make up an explanation, but Duanmu Chengya suddenly realized something. "I understand. Chi Er told you, right?"
He muttered to himself, "I really don't know what relationship Chi Er has with you. She treated you so well."
As he muttered to himself, he handed the box to Ye Hong.
This decisive attitude did not have the slightest bit of pain in his heart when he handed over the family heirloom. He even felt a sigh of relief.
This had to be mentioned about this ten-thousand-year-old medicinal Bone Flute.
Once upon a time, the Duanmu Family was famous for their flute and was known as the Ancient Xiao Family.
However, as time passed, the ancient zither gradually rose up in the Duanmu Family, replacing the position of the ancient flute.
Not long ago, because he was always unlucky, Duanmu Chengya asked a specialized Taoist to read his fortune for him.
The priest admitted that the reason why the Duanmu Family's fortune declined was because it went against the teachings of the ancestors and chose the ancient zither instead of the flute.
As this trend continued, the Duanmu Family's fate would become weaker and weaker.
Duanmu Chengya was so scared that he quickly asked for help.
The Taoist priest then came up with an idea for Duanmu Chengya, which was to transfer the Ten Thousand Year Bone Flute that was passed down in his family.
This way, he could separate the family and the word 'Xiao'.
Duanmu Chengya took the Taoist priest's suggestion and treated the Ten Thousand Year Bone Flute as the prize of this competition.
Anyway, it had been circulating for thousands of years, and the Duanmu Family had never researched the secret of the Ten Thousand Year Bone Flute.
To be able to throw out such an inauspicious and useless thing, Duanmu Chengya could not wait to see it.
After handing the box to Ye Hong, a hint of strangeness flashed across Duanmu Chengya's eyes.
"Maybe this bad luck can be transferred to him. Duanmu Chengya thought maliciously.
On the surface, he looked as if nothing had happened, but in fact, he did not hate Ye Hong for ruining today's competition.
Needless to say, Ye Hong had scolded him and Cang Songlin together just now.
And this hatred had now turned into some kind of evil intention.
Ye Hong did not care about Duanmu Chengya's thoughts. The moment he took the box, he could not help but open it to take a look.
Inside the small box was a long green flute.
The flute looked like white jade, but if one looked closely, one could see the unique luster of the bones on it.
Similar to the ten-thousand-year-old Bone Vessel Flute , it was polished from the bones of some unknown creature.
However, as time passed, the grayish-white bones slowly turned into a clear, verdant white.
The instant Ye Hong saw the medicinal Bone Flute, a flash of light flashed across his eyes.
The appearance of this Bone Flute was exactly the same as what he had seen in that mysterious fragment earlier!