Volume 1 Huangquan December Chapter 7: The sound of the piano
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
Aluan originally walked here following the music. But the sound stopped and she didn't know where to go. Although the music was abrupt, it was not weird. She only felt a lightness in her body and mind, without any fear.
With a calm heart, she carefully searched for clues in the forest. Soon, a faint light came from the depths of the forest, and she walked forward along the road that she could see clearly.
Pushing aside the last bush in front of her, she saw the back of the mountains and sea.
"Mountain-"
She stopped talking.
Is there anyone else there?
Even though it was against the light, she could clearly see his outline.
Ah Luan could never imagine such things as skin like gelatin, muscles of ice and jade bones. She only felt that the man was as white as snow in life, which was different from the pale whiteness of demons, or the lifelessness of immortals, but had the warmth of a human being.
In comparison, the white robe made by such a skin color looked frightening in the night. The open hem was embroidered with light azure satin, and the blue and white robe looked extremely light on his body.
This person has a handsome face, with short short hair hanging on his forehead. He wears a green turban with an embroidered bottom like his clothes, and long hair as black as plum branches pours down.
It was clearly the beginning of summer, but there was clearly a faint fragrance of plum blossoms in the forest. The rabbits, mice, and sika deer in the forest all gathered around him and leaned on him affectionately.
Looking at him, it was like being in a gentle cool stream.
However, his eyes were covered by a black satin.
Ah Luan was not sure whether the sound of the piano came from his hand.
Because there were no strings on the piano in front of him.
She believed she was right.
When confused, the musician suddenly looked at her, as if the curtain did not exist. Even through a layer of black cloth, she seemed to be able to tell from his leisurely expression that he seemed to have a pair of eyes as clear as melting snow.
A Luan grasped Shan Hai's clothes tightly and stared at him calmly. The man looked sideways slightly, tilted his head, raised his hand through his long sleeves, and said in a frivolous tone:
"Rin Dao Changjing took a walk at night, it was so elegant."
"Besides, I think you are quite disturbing to the people."
"Is this really the case?"
Aluan seemed to see the musician across the black satin eyes widening in surprise, and his words were clearly full of innocence. He stretched out his arms, raised them, and his long sleeves were like water sleeves, hanging down.
At first glance, he looks like a little devil who wants to scare people.
"Don't try to taint anyone's innocence. I don't have any hands, and you know it all too well."
"Who is playing the piano?"
"It's the wind, my little Taoist priest, the wind."
When he raised his arms, Aluan could clearly see that there was a small animal hidden in his lap. Seeing that there was no cover, Aluan hid in the musician's clothes in a panic.
"He goes to the end"
"Sui Mulong Master·Ji Yuejun."
"Jiyue-kun?"
She seems to have heard this statement.
It is said that there are twelve ghosts in the world who died at different times and should not have been alive in the first place - the six paths of impermanence. Their spiritual power and lifespan are far greater than ordinary people, but they are not ghosts and gods. They are outside reincarnation and walk in the world.
Between the six realms, he writes Yin and Yang, decides life and death, and wanders between the worlds of humans and demons.
They are the living dead and the living dead.
——Huangquan in December.
"If you change your name, the girl will definitely know it."
"The Broken Finger Piano Demon." Shanhai continued.
She remembered that she had heard this legend. The twelfth one who could captivate the soul, command hundreds of ghosts, and shake the dead souls was a musician with "no hands under his sleeves and no strings on his piano"——
Just like any bedtime story that scares naughty children.
He is actually an old friend of Shanhai.
Besides, he had such an attractive face - she thought he really looked like an evil Rakshasa like in the legend.
Ah Luan took another closer look and found a sable lying in Lord Jiyue's arms. She walked forward, and Shanhai followed her.
Through the thin sleeves, Lord Jiyue gently stroked its soft fur.
"This is a spiritual mink. It used to live in the forest. One day, it got into a fight with a big yellow cat and bit the cat to death. Later, the lady who raised the cat went to the forest to look for it, thinking that it was because it didn't want to go back.
At that time, it hid in the tree hole and exposed its eyes. The woman mistakenly thought it was her cat, left some food and left. Since then, it has given the woman some gifts every day, which is considered a kind of gift.
Repaying a favor can also be regarded as an apology."
"The old woman is very distressed by this, and I hope it won't do this again," Shanhai said.
"That's not okay. Repaying a favor is just like revenge. Even the recipient cannot stop it."
Lord Jiyue showed a meaningful expression and stroked the smooth body of the piano with his long sleeves. Aluan felt that there was something in his words, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't make out the meaning.
"But, let's teach it to send some wild fruits and the like in the future. To humans, dead things are indeed a bit weird."
He spoke easily, and Aluan looked sideways at Shan Hai. Shan Hai didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly. In the thin light, she saw Shan Hai's eyes were like a quiet and deep pool, in this peaceful place.
, something else is quietly surging.
"Ah, I almost forgot about business. This thing is with you, please keep it away."
Lord Jiyue raised his sleeves to signal that another beautiful sika deer was walking over from a short distance away. It lowered its head, with something on its horns, and a white silk ribbon like a ponytail hanging from one end. Shanhai stretched out his hands to take it, and looked at it carefully.
Fan.
"Isn't this the whisk I use in meditation? What do I need it for?"
"It's certainly useful."
Lord Jiyue covered her mouth with her sleeves and smiled.
"Is this all you want to do with me?"
Shan Hai's tone was not annoyed, but he seemed to be convinced that this person still had something to say, but he didn't like him pretending to be silent like this.
"Tomorrow you go to Yu'an Restaurant in the north of Huansha City. By then, you will know what I want to say to you."
This conversation made Ah Luan feel confused and confused. Until she woke up the next day, she couldn't tell whether the illusory scene last night was a dream. She just saw the fly whisk in Shan Hai's hand.
When she saw a bunch of fruits as red as pomegranate flowers by the old woman's window, she felt a sense of astonishment that transcended time and space.
"Let's go."
Shan Hai packed his bags and stood at the intersection, facing the rising sun. The old smoky white Taoist robe on his body was faintly glowing with golden light. A Luan rubbed his eyes in confusion before taking steps to catch up.
They entered the city quickly.
At noon, the streets were bustling with people, and the small merchants and hawkers were all selling and shouting. Aluan felt that the scenery here was the same as that of Dailuan City, except for the style of some small objects and jewelry, which was slightly different from his hometown.
"You seem to find it boring?" Shan Hai asked.
"It just feels like it's not as novel as I thought. It's not much different from what I saw at the big market."
"That's natural. The two cities are not too far apart."
At half past noon, the two of them arrived at the Yu'an Restaurant that Mr. Jiyue mentioned as promised. The restaurant was decorated with great style, with carved beams and painted pillars, glowing under the high sun. The restaurant had at least four floors, with mountains and seas standing on the top floor.
I feel shuddering, wondering how much money this tea will cost.
"It's a bit worse than what we have there."
Aluan crossed his arms and made comments, while Taoist priest Lin rolled his eyes. He really couldn't guess what kind of medicine was sold in Jiyuejun's gourd. What's more, the people who come and go in and out of this restaurant, both men and women, all have a bit of makeup. Needless to say,
, this restaurant may have had a bit of sensuality. Lin Shanhai, who considered himself a Taoist, really didn't want to stand here, and when he looked at the dumbfounded Aluan, he was even more troubled.
At this time, the waiter at the door came forward.
"May I ask your Excellency, are you Taoist Priest Linxiao Guanlin?"
"Ah, exactly."
"Great, please come up with me. Mr. Pei has been waiting for you for a long time."
With that said, the waiter pulled Shan Hai without any explanation and started to walk in. Another waiter who came up to him also took advantage of Aluan behind. The two of them were coaxed into the restaurant in confusion. The waiter girl in the restaurant was laughing and laughing.
One of them blinked at the mountains and seas, and the actress stretched out her hand to pinch Aluan's face.
They were brought to the third floor in confusion. The waiter opened a door, and a strong smell of alcohol and rouge hit their faces. The one in the middle, surrounded by slender limbs and jade arms, was a figure.
A bloated and oily official.
When it comes to appearance, Aluan can only think of cow dung in the flower bed.
As soon as he saw the mountains and sea, Yuan Pei, who had just been squinting like a sloth bear, suddenly straightened up and widened his small eyes. For a moment, his expression was complicated and he had mixed feelings. He pushed away the girls around him and shouted loudly.
:
"Immortal, I've been looking forward to seeing you, Immortal!"
Good guy, meeting your biological father is nothing more than this.
Shan Hai was frightened by this battle, and Aluan also stayed where he was. I don't know when the master recognized such a godson.
"The immortal has a noble surname!"
Come on, there is no son who doesn’t know his father.
That's what he said. Pei quickly drove away the singers and girls, closed the door himself, opened it again, and ordered the guys to bring two more bottles of good wine. When the two sat down, they held them down.
, then Yuan Pei cleared his throat and sat upright, showing a bit of the serious look that an official should have.
Fortunately, Pei Yuanwailang was also educated, and his language was fluent. He told them the cause and effect of the whole thing smoothly. It was said that at night, an immortal with an extraordinary temperament floated outside the window and told him
, someone will soon come to solve his troubles. It will be a monk, holding a whisk, and a medicine boy carrying a small wooden box is beside him. So he gave many instructions and asked the store clerk to stand guard at the door.
I stayed with them for more than three days.
""
Shanhai felt that this whisk was a bit hot to the touch.
"What are you talking about in your sleep? How could the immortal show up on such an occasion?" A Luan said and picked up a snack.
"Little sister, you don't know something. I was sleeping in this house at that time. It's the bed and the window over there. This is the third floor!"
Mr. Pei raised three fingers as he spoke.
Shanhai took a deep breath and covered his forehead with his hands. Needless to say, everyone knew who the so-called immortals were - Lord Jiyue really caused them a lot of trouble.
"Then what's troubling you?" Shanhai picked up the teacup, then remembered who had used it, and put it back.
"Well, to tell you the truth, the imperial court sent me here this time to solve the food shortage problem in this city."
"Food shortage? This doesn't look like it. Besides, I haven't heard of any natural disasters in Huansha City recently. Even if there were, I'm just a Taoist priest."
"Eighty percent of it is a man-made disaster."
Aluan added this sentence. Pei Yuanwai clapped the back of his hand and said angrily:
"Oh my little sister, you are so smart. But this is not an ordinary man-made disaster, it is a demonic disaster!"
