Suddenly, the strings in front of me were blown by the wind, making a "ding ding dong dong" sound. This was the coldest time in late winter. The cold wind cut the face like a knife. The originally bright and pleasant sunshine seemed to become feminine and weak when blown by the cold wind, and could not shine into this small courtyard full of moisture.

The length of the piano body is about one meter, all over purple-black, and a vermilion seal is engraved on the end of the left. A friend of mine is the most famous musical instrument collector in Hong Kong. He once said, "The guqin and red seal are absolutely extraordinary." If it were not for the peerless instrument, the maker would definitely not dare to engrave red seals.

"The sound of the piano is compatible with ghosts and gods. People who are truly obsessed with the piano will turn their hearts into notes on their fingertips, and then they will play the masterpiece "This song should only be available in heaven, how many times can you hear it in the world." Perhaps the ancients Bo Ya and Ziqi gave their moods in the sound of the piano, which would bring the mountains and flowing waters to the tune?" - This is his original words, and it was said in the guqin collection room of his mansion in Causeway Bay, which still makes me remember it vividly.

The seal seal engraved the two words "Five Lakes". Perhaps because of the age of time, the edges have been worn, but the vermilion red color from the wood itself is extremely bright.

The sound of the piano kept ringing, which made me feel strange. At the same time, another clear sound of flute suddenly came into my ears.

The Japanese love for the flute can be traced back to the Tang and Song dynasties, and there were special Dongxiao singers in the royal families of all dynasties. To this day, the Japanese Dongxiao playing skills are the best in the world.

If the sound of the flute comes from outside the bamboo wall or further away, it is understandable, but it is obvious that the sound is right in this bamboo pavilion, right next to me.

There is no one around me, only a guqin blown by the wind, which is the remains of Tengjia.

The sound of the flute and the piano responded, and sometimes it was high-pitched through the clouds, and sometimes it was sobbing and melodious, extremely coordinating and pleasant, and it seemed like a partner who had worked with many years.

There was indeed no one in my sight. I knew that I had hallucinations again. Before Tengjia died, she also heard the sound of a flute - "Or her soul is immortal, and she has come back to pluck the strings. Since she has never died for a thousand years, what about the next time? Where will she enter in the next cycle?"

I didn't feel afraid, but just sighed at her ending. Those who believe in fate can naturally face all birth, old age, sickness and death easily. However, after her soul was detained for thousands of years, the process of reincarnation was too short, and it ended on the brightest days of her life.

A thin woman in black appeared on the other end of the bamboo bridge, walked towards me woodenly, and went to the bamboo pavilion, almost not caring about my existence. She glanced at the guqin, turned to the left, and suddenly shot a red steel cable from her right arm, drilling into a pile of rocks that were mostly exposed to the water.

When the steel cable was retracted, the huge iron plate was pulled up and landed in her left hand.

We have seen her several times. She was a female ninja who appeared in Youhuangshui County several times, and she also appeared outside the meditation hall and sent flags to me.

She raised the iron plate and faced the sun. The sunlight penetrated the small holes with chaotic trajectories and formed mottled patterns on her face.

"Mr. Taniye sent you?" I didn't leave the bamboo couch, and the sound of the piano and the flute continued to ring in the hallucination.

The female ninja pondered, suddenly sighed, turned around and strode into the pavilion, gently placed the iron plate on the side of the bamboo couch, took out a black handkerchief, and slowly wiped the water droplets on it. When I accidentally brought it back from the glass box, I didn't realize its importance.

From the iron plate itself, I can't help but remember Reeseka who mysteriously disappeared. What exactly should she do? She came to Hokkaido several times, and without doing anything, she first entered the glass box, had a magical encounter with me and Guan Baoling, and then disappeared silently, like a suspense novel cut in half, leaving a huge empty question mark.

"Miss Fujiga is gone, and this brand has lost its effect." I forgave her indifference, or every man and woman who become a ninja have their own creed that they have to abide by.

The figure on the left side of the brand is no longer a strange man with six arms, but a long-sized strange fish with fins and tails, but clearly has heads, arms, and legs. This is a combination of a human and a fish, and is by no means an evolution of a fish in mythology and legend - a mermaid. It looks clumsy and weird, and is completely less free and agile than the mermaid described by the cartoonist.

In the upper right corner of the brand, there are still cloud groups with no celestial orientation. Unfortunately, the strange changes in the brand were not taken in advance, because this is very valuable information after all.

"Mr. Tanino said, it works for you." The female ninja raised her head, stared at me with long narrow eyes, her face full of resentment.

I sneered: "Thank you Mr. Tanino for your kindness. It's useful or not, it's not his final say." Tanino just got rid of other people's hostage and cared about a lot of things, so he immediately sent someone to follow me.

The female ninja had wiped the sign, but she didn't mean to leave immediately, and stood beside her with her hands down. The troublesome monk appeared at the end of the bamboo bridge either sooner or later. Fujika's death did not shock everyone, but on the contrary, the ban on Youhuangshui County was lifted, and everyone could come in and take a walk.

Xiang monk was carrying a bulging black plastic bag in his hand. He just passed the bamboo door and held it high like he was rewarded: "Mr. Feng, this is the clothes you need."

The sound of the flute stopped, and the sound of the piano weakened with the wind and stopped ringing.

I waved to the female ninja: "You can go now."

The female ninja shook her head stubbornly: "No, Mr. Taniye said, Youhuangshui County is gloomy and weird, maybe you need my protection." Such enthusiastic and beautiful words came out of her mouth, cold and astringent.

I repeated again: "You can leave now, reply to Mr. Tanino, Miss Fujika is dead. I don't have any subject matter that he is interested in. I'll give up."

With Tanino's body skills, he condescended to me and told me about the results of his detection of the dome without reservation - if it weren't for me, he would have no reason to do so.

The female ninja turned around and walked out. She did not have the humble mind like Tani Ye, so of course she would not take me seriously. When she passed by the elephant monk who was rushing towards her, she gave in to her side, and then slowly walked across the bamboo bridge. The long sword was inserted behind her. For some reason, I always felt that her expression looked very strange and her mood was extremely low, and she was not as arrogant as she had when she met the previous few times.

The elephant monk stepped into the bamboo pavilion and smiled in confusion: "Mr. Feng, what are you looking at?"

I withdrew my gaze and thoughtfully opened the plastic bag, which was a brand new gray suit, as well as socks and leather shoes.

"Mr. Feng, the facts that happened in the temple last night were so shocking, but fortunately, Mr. Tanino broke the pass. With his face, as long as he said a word, anything would turn big and small. Well, he had notified the Tokyo side that someone from the royal family would soon come over. After all, Princess Fujika's death would cause a lot of shock..."

He kept talking nonstop, which made me feel a brief bored.

I got up and walked out of the bamboo pavilion, stepped on a stone protruding from the water, bent down, washed away the blood on my hands, and then washed my face with water. The reason I didn't rush back to the yard was that I was afraid that Guan Baoling would be afraid to see the blood on my body. The water under my feet would instantly dye red, then slowly rippled, and the color gradually deepened.

"The big guy will definitely come again. How credible is what Tanino Kamichi said before his death? He once said that Fujika was a descendant of the big guy and the Ten Bingwei of the Astronomy, but at present, there is no way to see any extremely close relationship between the big guy and Fujika--"

The monk boredly plucked the strings of the piano and made a "ding dong".

I was about to turn around and scold him, but when I saw a flash, there were more than a dozen lines of clear Han Li characters on the red water surface: "Surrendering from the 'Spiritual Well', traveling for 35 days, passing through the Dog's Mouth Break, turning upwards, and entering another space. The entrance to the 'Sea God Tomb' is on the stone wall in the east of the space, several hundred feet high, unable to climb, and can only wait for the water surface to rise. The ups and downs of the water surface have nothing to do with the rise of the sea tide? The water in the world is connected, why is it different here alone?"

The characters float on the water surface, with a very three-dimensional and extremely clear feeling.

I took a long breath and wrote every word and gesture in my mind. There are several lines below: "The six-armed god and the 'Wrath of the Sun God' do not belong to this world, but why can the "Bi Luo Huangquan Sutra" record their existence? And I know that the 'Wrath of the Sun God' will one day explode and dry the sea. Yi shot the nine suns, Kuafu chased the sun, and Jingwei filled the sea. Are the above three legends all related to the 'Wrath of the Sun God'? The only way to destroy it and overcome it with water."

The handwriting stayed for five minutes, and as the blood gradually faded, all the words slowly disappeared.

I took off my blood-soaked top and went into the water. Although the water surface was dyed red again, no characters appeared again. I heard a low sigh from afar on the water surface to the west, as if it was the sound of a Tengjia, as if it were the sound of a piano in the wind. When I stood up and searched west, I could not see anything except the water waves, dry bamboos, and strange rocks.

"Is it the secret words left by Tengjia?" I closed my eyes and pondered for a few seconds, and suddenly felt that the elephant monk behind me was staring at me with all his attention. The feeling of being "sighted" was like a light on my back, which was very uncomfortable.

"Mr. Feng, what are you watching?" He plucked the strings with a smile again.

I shook the water droplets of my hands and jumped back to the bamboo bridge.

"This guqin is a treasure of the royal family and is said to be worth a lot of money!" The monk blinked his eyes and spoke in a strange tone.

I started changing my clothes and planned to come and explore the reality of the Elephant Monk to see what strange things are hidden behind him. The antiques of the Japanese royal family were taken from China, but the reasons for coming across the ocean were different. Therefore, the real owner of the guqin should be China.

"Mr. Feng, the bodies of the two Mr. Shao are ready to be cremated at dusk today. In the Reincarnation Courtyard, the northernmost part of the temple, do you want to come here to supervise it yourself? Princess Tengjia's funeral will be handled by the royal family. As for so many murdered monsters, according to Mr. Taniye's meaning, it is to dig a hole in the vegetable field on the side of the kitchen to bury it as a fertilizer for vegetables. Do you have any other opinions?"

When I thought that vegetables would absorb the nutrients of rotten corpses, my stomach couldn't help but twitch slightly.

"I want to get this piano temporarily-"

I interrupted him: "I will deal with the matter of Qin, so that the monks in the temple should be more alert at night, and don't wait until someone's knife hits their necks, and they are still confused!" The fight with ninja last night lasted for nearly seven hours, and corpses were everywhere, but the monks in the temple slept very soundly without notice. This is a failure of Fengshu Temple.
Chapter completed!