Inside the mourning hall.
The music of "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" played by Hu Yibao became more and more rapid and high-pitched.
The number and species of birds outside are increasing.
Some villagers were no longer focused on Hu Yibao's "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" and turned their attention to looking outside the house.
“There are more and more birds outside!”
"They are almost overwhelming and too numerous to count."
"Mom, look, there are so many larks."
"Why are the crows here too?"
It is a sunny day now, but because more and more birds are gathering in the sky, it seems to have turned cloudy around Uncle Yu's house.
Mottled light and shadows fell on the ground, like dazzling gems scattered in the world. At the same time, there were also gems "inlaid" on the panicked and puzzled faces of the crowd.
"Is a disaster really going to happen?"
"God damn it, how come there are so many birds gathering here?"
"Flood, earthquake, meteorite, or something else?"
"Fifty years ago, I was in the northwest. On the same night, rats scurried everywhere, and then a major earthquake struck."
"Something's not right. Something catastrophic might be about to happen."
"This may be God's sign to us."
Some rural elderly people who adhere to the rules and regulations, have not received much education, and like to listen to strange and bizarre stories.
Seeing such a scene, they all subconsciously thought of the bad side.
The women were also a little flustered by their words and didn't know what to do for a moment.
"What a big bird!"
"Mom, is that an eagle?"
"So many sparrows, flying back and forth, like little swallows."
Apart from some children who were still laughing and talking loudly, whose expressions were in sharp contrast to those of the adults, there were also a small number of people who looked relatively calm.
"Old Hu, could it be A Bao's "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" that attracted all these birds here?" Zhao Lihong, who had attended high school, looked at Hu Bufan calmly and asked curiously.
Hu Bufan frowned and replied, "That should be the case!"
"My Po is amazing!" Zhao Lihong said happily, "A hundred birds are making a pilgrimage!"
In Zhao Lihong's opinion, this answer is much more reliable than those so-called natural disaster warnings.
Hu Bufan remained silent and didn't say much.
But there was a hint of glint in his eyes when he looked at Hu Yibao.
I really can’t understand my own son anymore.
Hu Bufan thought that his Hu family's genes were quite good, but not to this extent.
Eighteen generations of my ancestors didn’t know how to play the suona.
Hu Yibao picked up a piece of music and played the song "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix", which attracted hundreds of birds to pay homage to him. This talent was really too terrifying.
'How about a paternity test?'
A thought that had never occurred to him before suddenly popped up in Hu Bufan's mind.
Hu Yibao's talent and ability were so great that Hu Bufan couldn't believe it.
He looked at Zhao Lihong cautiously, and his thoughts changed.
"If my wife finds out, will it cause conflict?"
The honest and upright Hu Bufan looked at Zhao Lihong with a little worry.
"How about we do a secret appraisal? After all, with the current advancement of science and technology, even a few strands of hair would be enough. It doesn't seem to be a problem."
"But, if something happens..."
For a moment, Hu Bufan was full of confusion.
However, Zhao Lihong suddenly pulled Hu Bufan, and he immediately trembled. He looked at Zhao Lihong in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?"
It's a bit like the feeling of being caught, like a thief.
Fortunately, Zhao Lihong focused almost all her attention on Hu Yibao. At the same time, there was a hint of hesitation in her eyes as she continued speaking.
"Old Hu, how about we do a paternity test for Abao?"
After saying that, Zhao Lihong seemed to feel something was wrong and immediately explained.
"It's not that I don't trust my son, but I don't trust our genes. Do you think you and I can give birth to such a smart son?"
"Maybe they took the wrong baby in the hospital."
Hu Bufan sighed deeply. He didn't expect that Zhao Lihong had the same idea as him.
They are indeed a couple of many years.
There is a tacit understanding.
"Okay! But this matter must be kept secret from Abao. No matter whether the baby was taken away by mistake or not, it must be kept secret." Hu Bufan said in a serious voice.
Zhao Lihong looked at Hu Yibao, whom she raised with great difficulty, and nodded.
Hu Yibao was assigned to this task just like that.
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At the same time, the scene was a bit chaotic.
Many people wanted to leave, but they didn't dare to leave.
Because there are more and more birds gathering outside, if so many birds cause trouble together, it will be a big problem.
Just at this moment.
Hu Yibao's suona suddenly raised a tune, the sound became urgent, and rushed out of the mourning hall and rushed out of the house.
This sound seemed like some kind of command. In a hurry, the birds circling outside underwent drastic changes.
"cracking!!"
An eagle suddenly let out a long cry in the sky, and then it flew through the dense flock of birds like an arrow falling from the sky, and rushed straight towards the mourning hall below.
"The eagle is coming!" someone shouted.
As soon as the words fell, behind the eagle, the overwhelming number of birds suddenly changed direction, forming an overwhelming torrent in the sky and rushing towards the mourning hall.
The momentum is so strong that it seems that no matter what is blocking the way, it can be torn into pieces in an instant.
"Everyone get down!"
The head of Hujia Village suddenly shouted in the crowd.
The current situation is unavoidable.
Although I don’t know what’s wrong with these birds all of a sudden, lying down is indeed the best way to escape right now.
Everyone in the village did as they were told.
They lay all over the ground with a loud noise.
Even Hu Yibao's parents, Hu Bufan and Zhao Lihong, lay down as well. They secretly looked at the "crazy" birds, and at the same time saw Hu Yibao still standing in front of Grandpa Yu's bed, playing "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix".
Unexpectedly, Hu Yibao didn't lie down.
"Po, get down!"
Hu Bufan shouted immediately, then quickly got up and wanted to rush towards Hu Yibao.
At the same time, Hu Yibao also opened his eyes. He looked ahead at the flock of birds rushing towards him like a torrent.
Eagles, kites, sparrows, pigeons...
"I didn't expect it to attract hundreds of birds!"
Hu Yibao was surprised.
The relevant information about the suona in my hand came to my mind.
[Suona: This is the best suona in the world, no doubt about it.
Note: Using it to play any suona music can make it reach its peak.
Tip: When you concentrate on playing "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix," hundreds of birds will come to pay homage.
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