147 It's nothing to do with her

"What you mean is that this is not the sound of your bamboo joints." Ye Meitong asked uncertainly, but when she took it out, what explanation would be given to the singing in the bamboo joints?

If she dreamed that Ye Meitong asked like this, she still nodded. Although she couldn't explain it clearly, she still had to tell this fact. Her bamboo joints were also preserved at other times. In other words, it was because of her singing that it sounded at noon. But now it was noon, and such a sound actually sounded, which has not happened in many years.

"What's going on, please explain it clearly." For some reason, Ye Meitong always felt that this matter was a bit strange, and she didn't ask why Ruomeng did this. As long as it didn't hurt their interests, everyone would have a chance, not to mention that this was also a matter for their village.

"The song that attracted you before was not the sound of Zhujie." Ruomeng said affirmatively. She was very familiar with Zhujie's song and was not so sad, so she couldn't help but be stunned when she heard the song at first, and she would lose her composure for a while.

Ye Meitong didn't feel any difference, but Feng Qianye suddenly flashed his mind. It was true. He could hear it. Seeing that Ye Meitong didn't understand, Ruomeng shook the bamboo joints in his hand and began to whisper again, "If you want to be there, then you will always be there. If you want to stay, then don't leave. If you say you want to leave, then you will wave your hand without looking back..."

Ye Meitong pretended to listen to the song carefully, but he could not hear any difference. The same lyrics and tunes were the same. It was rare that Ye Meitong could understand a song but could not tell the changes. If you dreamed that Ye Meitong was unclear, you would be anxious.

The person who asked for help looked at Feng Qianye, "Tell me quickly and tell Tongtong, you heard it." Ruomeng knew that Feng Qianye had heard it, so he had no choice but to start asking for help from Feng Qianye, just hope that the couple had a tacit understanding. But Feng Qianye also looked helpless, "This is a flaw, she has no choice but tone." Feng Qianye was telling the truth. Anyway, he didn't think that it was a flaw. His woman only needed to be nice to see it. Who said that she had to know both music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, songs and essays.

However, Ye Meitong didn't notice the conversation between them at all. Although she was talking about it, she was still listening carefully. At this time, Ye Meitong suddenly said, "Ruomeng, let you stop singing."

Although Ruomeng looked puzzled, she still did it, and the swaying song ended abruptly. There was only the sound of wind around. Ruomeng saw Ye Meitong still listening carefully with her ears, there was no sound at all. What was she listening?

Ye Meitong did not explain, but instead asked Ruomeng to teach her to use bamboo joints. "Ruomeng, how do you use this bamboo joint?" She looked curious.

"Tongtong, why are you..." Ruomeng really didn't react to Ye Meitong's jumping like this, and couldn't help asking.

"You will know in a while." Ye Meitong said mysteriously.

Ruomeng began to talk about the history, culture, and formation process of bamboo joints. "By the way, Tongtong, if you want to use this bamboo joint well, you have to know its history first." As he said this, Ruomeng glanced at Ye Meitong and then prepared to continue.

"Okay, stop, just tell me how to make it sing and how to stop it, history, and so on." Ye Meitong really didn't expect that Ruomeng could have such a turtle hair, which was not very consistent with the external image.

Ruomeng was a little strange about Ye Meitong's request, but she still told Ye Meitong, "If you want the bamboo joints to make a sound, then shake them three times. If you want it to stop, then shake them." After all, Isn't it just to shake them? Ye Meitong couldn't wait to start shaking, and the sound came out of the bamboo joints.

It was such a simple sentence. If you listen to its history, you would probably be able to take a shower and go to bed. Fortunately, she was smart and didn't listen to Ruomeng's lots of nonsense. After a while, Ruomeng's face was puzzled when he saw Ye Meitong's behavior.

Ye Meitong seemed to be shaking happily, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the singing was quiet for a while. Fortunately, it was the sound of the bamboo joints. If it were a real person singing, it would inevitably be short of breath. After more than a dozen times, Ye Meitong suddenly stopped shaking the bamboo joints. She saw a slight panting sound of the sound floating in the air, and the sorrow was not as good as before. It seemed that she had not kept up with the rhythm of the bamboo joints, and finally there was a sound.

Ruomeng heard this voice and looked at Ye Meitong curiously. She saw Ye Meitong smiling. The voice seemed to realize something was wrong and the voice stopped abruptly.

"It wasn't the sound you made just now." Ruomeng said something a little sure.

Ye Meitong shook her head. It wasn't her voice that she could actually dig out this person. It seemed that this method was not good. In fact, she just gave it a try at first, but she didn't expect it...

"There is actually someone else." Feng Qianye touched his chin and said thoughtfully. When Ye Meitong did it for the second time, he actually knew Ye Meitong's intention, so he also listened to these sounds carefully, but due to the high cooperation, it was not easy to detect.

"Actually, I haven't heard her voice for a long time." Ruomeng suddenly spoke.

"Since I saved this sound and set it to be released at noon, just to attract the woman. However, this woman only sang at noon. At the beginning, it could attract the attention of the villagers. However, over time no one was interested in this woman, and I also wanted to find her, so...."

"That's why we are interested and we will find it with you." Ye Meitong naturally took over her words.

Ruomeng glanced at Ye Meitong and nodded.

Before, she never thought that the woman would sing together in the song she had in her, but today it aroused their interest and then did not make a sound. They couldn't think of this reason. If Ye Meitong didn't use this method, they probably wouldn't have discovered the existence of this woman.

"What kind of woman is this?" Ye Meitong asked unwillingly. Since Ruomeng is so interested in this woman, there must be some news about her.

"I have told you what I know, I don't know anything else, and the villagers also say that they don't know that there is such a woman. It is said that..." Ruomeng's face was dim. Could it be that she still couldn't find her?

"What is said?"

"It is said that it was just a ghost, who lost his memory and only knew how to sing." When it came to the ghost, Ruomeng paused.

"Didn't it mean that my husband died?" Ye Meitong frowned when it came to Ruomeng's statements inconsistently. Which one was true.

"Well, that's another rumor." Ruomeng explained lightly.

Ye Meitong was speechless. How many rumors are there? One rumor is more fantastic than the other. If there are a few more demons and monsters, there will be no more monsters.

"Are there any other rumors?" Ye Meitong was worried, so it would be better to ask in one breath.

"Ah? Also, it is said that the woman was the founder of our witch clan, so this song accompanied the growth of the witch clan." Ruomeng continued.

"Then why do you want to lead her out?" Ye Meitong was speechless. She said that she was the founder. Aren't they all god-like existences? Shouldn't they admire and respect them very much?
Chapter completed!