When Wei Ming stopped again, a soft singing voice suddenly penetrated Jiang Xuan's soul, making the hair on his body stand up.
It's not even just him.
The soft fur on the little fox also exploded with this soft singing.
He held up a chi shield to block the drizzle of rain, reached out to smooth the little fox's fur, and scratched her chin to express comfort. Jiang Xuan then raised his head and looked at the building in front of him.
Because it had already fallen from the sky, Jiang Xuan could not see the whole thing at a glance.
But looking at the house number with the word "Liyuan" written on it, coupled with the white walls, black tiles and bluestone slabs, and the oil-paper umbrellas in the misty alleys, it should belong to the set of Jiangnan gardens.
In the midst of his thoughts, the girl in green who was waiting under the house sign came with an umbrella, stood in front of Wei Ming, lightly twisted her fingers, nodded and bowed her knees:
"Qing Yi has met my uncle and senior brother Jiang."
Wu Nong's soft words reached Jiang Xuan's ears, making him couldn't help but squint his eyes.
This voice sounds a little too good.
Reaching out and raising the fly whisk in return, Jiang Xuan heard Wei Ming say:
"Xiao Chen'er, is my senior sister here?"
"Master is waiting for my uncle in the backyard. He said that when he comes, he will let me take you to find her."
"You don't need to take me with you. I don't know the way to this pear garden yet?"
After saying that, Wei Ming had disappeared in front of the two of them.
Seeing Wei Ming disappear, Chen Qingyi was stunned for a moment and then reached out and handed an oil paper umbrella to Jiang Xuan:
"Uncle-Master should discuss something with my Master. Why don't I take Senior Brother to visit the pear garden?"
Looking at the oil-paper umbrella handed to him, Jiang Xuan opened the umbrella and put away the Qi shield:
"Thank you very much, junior sister."
Following Chen Qingyi into the opera garden, a light and elegant fragrance hit my face.
Looking for the fragrance, I saw the plum blossoms in full bloom in the yard.
Under the gentle breeze, plum blossoms of different colors swayed on the branches.
Occasionally, the flying petals drew the shape of the wind in the air and then fell to the ground, adding a brilliant color to the dark mud.
He reached out and picked up a piece of dark plum blossom that fell in the wind. Jiang Xuan smiled and put it on the little fox's forehead. It was so beautiful that she screamed.
"So that senior brother can know that there are four gardens of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum in the pear garden."
"Appreciate flowers in the plum garden, listen to music in the orchid garden, have tea in the bamboo garden, and compose lyrics in the chrysanthemum garden."
"In addition to the four gardens, there are four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, rivers, lakes and seas."
"The plum blossoms in this plum garden were planted by my master himself."
"Master put a lot of thought into making them bloom all year round."
"By the way, there is also a living plum blossom in this plum garden."
As they spoke, the two walked through the brightly lit corridor and came to a plum tree with pale pink plum blossoms in full bloom and a lot of red silk tied to the branches.
"Grandma Mei, I'm bringing the senior brothers from outside to visit the garden."
As Chen Qingyi finished speaking, the plum blossoms on the tree rustled down, and after being swept up by the wind in mid-air, they condensed into a white-haired beauty wearing tulle, with picturesque eyebrows and pink lips.
"Hehe, what a handsome little Taoist priest."
The white-haired beauty flew around Jiang Xuan and put her jade-like catkins on Jiang Xuan's shoulders. Then she looked at Chen Qingyi with a smile:
"You've already told me to call me Sister Mei, but if you call me Grandma, you'll just call me Old."
Seeing the Plum Blossom Demon stretching out his fingers to pick at Jiang Xuan's chin, Chen Qingyi suddenly said helplessly:
"Grandma Mei, Senior Brother Jiang is a direct descendant of the Shenxiao Sect, and he is also a disciple of Master Wei's uncle."
The smiling white-haired beauty was stunned when she heard this, then silently let go of the catkin hanging on Jiang Xuan's shoulders, turned around and hung it again on the southeast branch, and began to swing up and down with the breeze.
But after she hung it on the branch, another crystal clear water droplet fell from the tree, hung directly in front of Jiang Xuan, and began to spin slowly.
"This is the morning dew accumulated on Grandma Mei's body. It will take more than a month to accumulate a single drop."
"Morning dew has the effect of cleansing the body and improving cultivation qualifications."
"Senior Brother Jiang, please accept it."
Looking at the crystal clear water droplets, Jiang Xuan didn't know what to say.
After seeing the human figure transformed by the Plum Blossom Demon, and then telling him that it was the morning dew accumulated on the Plum Blossom Demon's body, what did Jiang Xuan think?
"Drinking a drop of grandma's bath water can improve your qualifications~"
Secretly shaking off the inexplicable images that appeared in his mind, Jiang Xuan then took out a jade bottle and put the morning dew into the bottle:
"Junior Sister Chen, why did Grandma Mei react like this when she heard that I was a disciple of Shenxiao?"
Chen Qingyi covered her mouth and chuckled:
"I heard that too."
"It seems that more than a hundred years ago, Master Wei's uncle entered the plum garden for the first time to appreciate the plum blossoms, and then Grandma Mei teased him like she does today."
"Then Master Wei's uncle shouted, "How dare you mess with my Taoist heart, you monster!" and then he struck grandma with the Purple Sky Divine Thunder."
"From then on, when grandma saw the disciples of Master Wei's uncle, she would always walk around."
Jiang Xuan couldn't help but laugh when he saw Chen Qingyi dancing and reenacting the scene vividly.
Although the girl pretended to be serious all the way, the scene before her still exposed her youthful nature.
But think about it.
It’s not like they are all the same age as me. At this age, there should be more boys and girls with out-of-the-box personalities like Jiang Wu and Chen Qingyi.
Seeing Jiang Xuan's smile, Chen Qingyi blushed for a moment, then straightened up and started leading the way again:
"Senior Brother Jiang came at the wrong time."
"If the winter solstice comes, Grandma Mei will come on stage to sing."
"You must know that the songs sung by Grandma Mei have the ability to make people understand."
"Although in more than a hundred years, only one person fell into an epiphany after listening to the song sung by Grandma Mei."
As he spoke, Chen Qingyi led Jiang Xuan to the entrance of Orchid Garden.
Then she raised her index finger to her mouth as a sign of silence, and quickly pulled Jiang Xuan through the Orchid Garden and into the Bamboo Garden.
After entering the bamboo garden, he saw Chen Qingyi patting her small breasts. Recalling what he saw in the orchid garden, Jiang Xuan's heart moved:
"Who is Lan Yuan singing this song for?"
Chen Qingyi, who was patting her small chest, was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Jiang Xuan with wide eyes:
"Senior Brother Jiang, can you tell?"
At this moment, Jiang Xuan knew that the little girl in front of him was not only young in nature, but also maybe a little stupid.
"You are so obvious, can I not see it?"
"Besides, although there is no one in the audience, I can feel the biting Yin Qi from a long distance away."
"oh."
Chen Qingyi nodded, then led Jiang Xuan to a pavilion, took out a tea set and started to light a fire to make tea:
"The song is sung to the ghosts and gods from all directions in the Yin Mountains."
Seeing Jiang Xuan's suspicious expression, Chen Qingyi said again:
"The ghosts and gods are called Bafang. There are not eight ghosts and gods."
"I don't know why, but the ghost always likes to listen to music."
"More than a hundred years ago, a troupe came to the town to set up a stage to perform operas. The ghosts and gods from all over the world heard about it and stopped the troupe."
"But the ghost knew that the human race was powerful, so he didn't force it. He just hoped that the troupe could open a pear orchard at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, and he promised a lot of benefits for this."
"After the theater troupe reported the matter back, the Liyuan discussed it and moved the headquarters here."
"It is said that it is to restrict the ghosts and gods from all directions to prevent them from harming the world, but in fact the ghosts and gods from all directions have given us too much, and the ghosts and gods listening to music seem to have a lot of benefits for us."
"It's just that I haven't sang on stage yet, so I don't know what the benefits are."
Looking at Chen Qingyi, who was telling the secrets of the Liyuan with his small mouth, Jiang Xuan didn't know whether to answer or not.
You really don't regard yourself as an outsider.
Is it okay to talk about this kind of thing casually?