A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix

Hu Yibao looked at Yu Meng lying beside the bed.

Yu Meng was already crying and fell asleep.

After all, he was a teenage child. The death of his only relative had a big blow to her. Hu Yibao's arrival made Yu Meng's last bit of stubbornness collapse.

After Uncle Yu's death, the funeral band he invited was still on the way.

However, before that, Hu Yibao wanted to play a song "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" for Mr. Yu.

As the name suggests, it means that the phoenix dies and the birds worship it.

In the music, you can hear the cuckoo, partridge, swallow, mountain chirping, blue twig, lark, blue lamb and other birds.

According to rumors, "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" can attract real birds.

In Chinese customs, only those who are respected in death are worthy of this song.

Hu Yibao thinks that Mr. Yu is enough.

"Abao, do you really want to play "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix"?" Hu Bufan looked at the suona in Hu Yibao's hand and asked with some concern.

I don’t have the talent to play musical instruments, and my ancestors have never been able to play suona in the eighteen generations.

After falling asleep, Hu Yibao took out the suona and had to play "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix", which was something that no one expected.

Hu Bufan was also worried, what if Hu Yibao blows and smashes it?

This is Mr. Yu’s funeral, no joke.

The other villagers also looked at Hu Yibao suspiciously, and the low noise and hustle and bustle sounded.

"Hu Yibao can actually play suona?"

"Abao has a good musical talent and has become a big singer now. It should not be difficult for him to play a suona!"

"I play "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix". I am an old guy who plays suona and erhu. I have told me before that "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" is the most difficult thing to play among suona."

"Abao may also want to respect filial piety in front of the uncle."

"Hu Yibao is wearing mourning clothes, and this filial piety is enough."

Everyone looked at Hu Yibao wearing mourning clothes.

Because Mr. Yu is an outsider, he has no relatives in the village.

After his death, his granddaughter Yu Meng was the only one who wore mourning clothes on him.

Hu Yibao is the second one.

There is no one else, because wearing mourning clothes is of great significance behind it. Only descendants of elders, that is, descendants of Mr. Yu, can do this.

At the same time, everyone is also looking forward to Hu Yibao's "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix".

Hu Yibao was what they saw growing up, and knew that this kid was not the kind of targetless person.

Hu Yibao nodded surely, "Dad, don't worry, I can blow "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix"."

"Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" is of great significance. Uncle Yu was a person who liked tradition during his lifetime.

Hu Yibao wanted him to leave with a more decent scenery.

This is the only thing he can do for Mr. Yu now.

Mother Zhao Lihong said with a little concern, "Son-smash! Don't do anything randomly!"

So many people in the village are watching.

If this is broken, it will become a farce.

Hu Yibao shook his head helplessly, and without saying much, he picked up the suona.

The sound starts.

The sound of suona echoes in front of the uncle's mourning hall.

Hu Yibao was very dedicated to the hype.

Everyone stared at the scene widened their eyes.

It sounds surprisingly nice.

The suona imitates the sound of birds singing, making the fake a real thing, and the lingering sound lingers on the beam for a long time.

"I didn't expect that my son has this talent!" Hu Bufan couldn't help but murmur.

The villagers also spoke softly, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

"Hu Yibao's suona can't be played without more than ten or twenty years of hard work."

"I have heard of "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" once. It was played by a master, but it was really not as good as Hu Yibao."

"Dad, I seem to hear the cuckoo's cry."

"Just relying on this song "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix", Abao will not have to worry about food and clothing in the future."

The "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" played by Hu Yibao was too amazing. Someone couldn't help but take out his cell phone and shoot it.

In this era of popularization of the Internet.

There are always a group of old men and women in the village who like to take smart phones, shoot content everywhere, post on Moments, chat groups, short videos, and then call friends to like and comment.

Like young people, they like to pursue fashion, but the content is different and there are not so many fancy bells and whistles.

At the same time, Hu Yibao's "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" made them seem to see the scene where the number of likes in their circle of friends exceeded 100, the chat group was 666, and the short video fans soared fifty.

Hu Yibao, who has become the god of suona, seems to have not heard the noise around him, nor seen the raised mobile phones, and are concentrating on playing "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix".

The play of "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" is very difficult.

It is necessary to use the unique techniques of suona playing techniques such as singing sounds, slipping sounds, flower tongues, finger flowers, tremolo, swallowing, spitting, padding, hitting, wiping, pressing, etc., as well as the tongue clashing sounds, qi clashing sounds, rebound sounds, reverse double spitting sounds, continuous spitting sounds, lip singing sounds, finger qi clashing sounds and tremoloing sounds.

The ability to measure the perfect interpretation of "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix".

The suona in Hu Yibao's hand is also a systematic reward.

The quality is special, and "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" is played to the extreme, and perhaps something may really happen.

However, those things are no longer what Hu Yibao needs to consider. He just wants to play a complete song of "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix" for Mr. Yu.

Let him be able to smile in the dark.

Under Hu Yibao's blowing.

The sound of suona is getting louder and louder.

Various birds singing also came out one after another.

The realistic people began to look around in confusion.

It seems that in the mourning hall, there are really hundreds of birds singing at this moment.

It was at this time.

"twitter!!"

Outside the mourning hall, there was a sound of birds singing.

"Mom, there are so many sparrows outside!"

There was a child who suddenly shouted.

Everyone immediately looked out the house.

"How come there are so many birds?"

"Is there something natural disaster going to happen?"

"I have lived for more than eighty years and have never seen such a situation."

Outside the house, I don’t know when a group of birds were hovering in the air, including thrushes, sparrows, white-headed men, magpies, larks...

At the same time, more birds were still coming from a distance, and they made crisp sounds of birds singing, which were constantly hovering outside the uncle's mourning hall, as if catering to Hu Yibao's "Hundred Birds Paying to the Phoenix".

Hujia Village.

Village entrance.

The band invited by Mr. Yu at the funeral was looking up at the front in surprise.

The "chirping" birds echoed in Hujia Village.

"Isn't that Mr. Yu's house? Why are there so many birds?"

"What happened there?"

"I don't know, so I'll hurry over and take a look first."

From their perspective, Uncle Yu's house was already flooded with overwhelming birds.

Above the sky, there are even goshawks hovering.

Then go two or three

Jiang Gangmeng
Chapter completed!