Ye Xiaochuan looked back at the short, fat old man behind him, and the complex expression in his eyes gradually became clear.
He didn't say anything, just took a deep breath, then put the jade flute to his lips and played it gently.
The sound of the flute was melodious and the skill was superb, but the old storyteller could hear the pain mixed in the sound of the flute.
He still hasn't really come out.
Yuan Xiaolou, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the sound of flute suddenly and came out immediately.
Seeing that it was Ye Xiaochuan playing the flute, her expression suddenly became very complicated.
She had heard countless times how moving Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou played the piano and flute in harmony.
I don’t know why or when it started, but deep down in Yuan Xiaolou’s heart, he didn’t want Ye Xiaochuan to have anything to do with Yun Qiyou.
Ye Xiaochuan was playing the flute, while Yun Qiyou was playing the harp.
Every morning, she always liked to play the piano in Qingluan Pavilion above Yuanshui Villa.
The beautiful sound of the piano spreads far away, and it seems that it can be heard up and down the entire Samsara Peak.
Yun Qiyou's memory is very strange. She recalled the memories before she was thirteen years old and lost the memories after she was thirteen years old. However, she has not forgotten the magical powers she practiced at all.
She is still the person with the highest attainments in music and music in the world.
I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or the tacit understanding of souls between seven generations of lovers. At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan is playing the Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night, and Yun Qiyou is playing the same Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night.
Thousands of miles apart, the sounds of the piano and flute seemed to overlap.
Ye Xiaochuan seemed to hear the sound of Yun Qiyou's piano.
Yun Qiyou also seemed to hear a man playing the flute.
This familiar yet unfamiliar feeling made Yun Qiyou's heart flutter.
Bodies are as close as they are to each other, no matter how far apart they are, no matter what changes they encounter, they still cannot forget each other deep in their souls.
In addition to the disciples from Cangyun Mountain, there were two birds in the audience.
Wealth and wealth.
In the past few months, Wangcai often accompanied Yang Jiuwen down the mountain to look for his little master. During the half year that Ye Xiaochuan left, Wangcai was very unhappy and his appetite decreased.
In the past three or four months, its spirit has gradually recovered.
But it seems that there are still many differences compared to the carefree prosperity of the past.
Two divine birds squatted on the eaves of Qingluan Pavilion, listening to the clouds begging and playing the piano.
It seems that only in the sound of the piano can one find that long-lost familiar feeling.
Going around in circles, Li Ziye and Phantom have been wandering around Middle-earth for more than half a year.
At this moment, they were riding horses and wandering on the wide galloping road. The weather was still cold, but this coldness was nothing to them.
Phantom said: "Master, we have left Huangshan, where are we going next?"
Li Ziye said: "Huashan."
Phantom finally asked the doubts in his heart and said: "Master, you have taken Phantom with you to almost all the famous mountains and rivers in Middle-earth for more than half a year. Are you looking for something?"
Li Ziye took a look and said, "You want to know?"
Phantom nodded.
Li Ziye said: "I'm looking for a picture."
Phantom said: "What picture?"
Li Ziye said calmly: "Death-seeking picture."
Phantom was stunned for a moment and said: "What?
Seeking death?"
Li Ziye said: "I'm not looking for death, I'm looking for a map of the dead."
"Dead, dead?
Such a familiar name.”
Phantom thought for a while and said: "Yao Xiaosi's son?"
Li Ziye was a little surprised and said: "You actually know that you are dead?"
Phantom said: "I heard it from my father."
Li Ziye said: "I almost forgot that you are the daughter of Emperor Yan of Heaven.
This Shila Shila is indeed the son of Yao Xiaosi. He is very special. He is the only remaining fox demon in the Three Realms with the bloodline of the treasure-hunting spirit fox.
When he was young, he followed the Wood God all over the world and found many unique treasures for the Wood God.
After Mu Shen died, Die La Die La never showed up again.
The world likes to focus on human beings, and most people ignore death.
Only a very few people know that the mysterious disappearance of the dead is actually a back-up left by the Wood God to deal with the seven generations of enemies."
Phantom said: "Dead, dead, it has disappeared from the human world for more than 160,000 years. If it were in the heaven, it must still be alive, but in the human world... I have never heard of that kind of spiritual beast that can live for 160,000 years."
Li Ziye shook his head and said: "Back then, many of Wood God's abilities came from Youquan Pagoda. After Wood God died, Youquan Pagoda also disappeared.
Before I fell asleep, I learned a secret. The God of Wood left a death-seeking map. You can use this map to find Death, Death, and the Youquan Pagoda.
The Wood God must have stored important things in the Youquan Pagoda and handed them over to Death and Death to guard them.
Youquan Pagoda is a different space, the timeline is different from the human world, and the time ratio can be adjusted at will.
Even if you are dead, you must still be alive, hiding somewhere in the world.
As long as I find the death-seeking picture, I can find him."
Phantom was very smart and immediately said: "The death map left by the Wood God is in a mountain range somewhere in the world?"
Li Ziye nodded and said: "According to the information I know, the death map is on a cliff like a knife. The height of the cliff is five thousand feet. Such steep mountain cliffs are not common. We have already
After searching, there are only two places left."
Phantom said: "Which two places?"
Li Ziye said calmly: "Huashan, Mount Tai.
Now let’s go to Huashan first. If it’s not in Huashan, it must be in Mount Tai.”
A moment after the two of them rode by on horseback and burned the incense, three Chihiro birds appeared. Based on a special smell, these three Chihiro birds followed them all the way, not daring to get close. They only dared to hang on the five hundred birds behind Li Ziye.
Finished.
Once they get close, Li Ziye will be able to detect that someone is secretly watching them.
At the same time, there is a quarry a hundred miles west of Yingzui Cliff in Qixing Mountain in western Hunan.
The quarry here has lost its value. One hundred thousand people working in the quarry had New Year's Eve dinner last night and started packing their bags today.
According to the instructions of the imperial court, they must rush to the quarry on the northwest side of Qilin Mountain within two months. There are many stone mountains there and the stones are very hard. They are best used for city defense.
At this moment, Zhan Ying is no longer the young hero who saved the battle at Yingzui Cliff a year ago.
Wearing a shabby cotton-padded jacket and a clean beard, only his eyes were full of luster.
He followed the large army and glanced in the direction of Eagle Beak Cliff.
He murmured: "Too many people have died at this pass, and no one dares to attack it anymore. The main battlefield in the future will definitely be in the west. I'm afraid that after this catastrophe is over, there will be no more wars in Yingzui Cliff."
.
Goodbye, Eagle Beak Cliff.
Goodbye, Yang Zhentian."
Putting the center of gravity toward the west is the general trend.
Since the last time the Gate of Catastrophe appeared in southern Xinjiang, almost all the troops and materials in the world were piled up in the southern part of Middle-earth without mercy, resulting in the other gates in Middle-earth becoming useless.
Now that a year has passed since the war, civilians and soldiers are slowly withdrawing from the southern part of Central China and beginning to advance to the west.
