When the wind blows, the clouds move; when the flute plays, the fish swim.
The beautiful lady in pink is hidden under the lush green willows, creating a picturesque artistic conception.
Xia Qingchen stared quietly and listened silently.
Finished with one song.
The girl in pink clothes put down her disciple and looked at Xia Qingchen: "I'm disturbing the young master's rest."
Xia Qingchen slowly opened his eyes and smiled softly: "No, the girl's flute music is good, both in terms of joy and martial arts."
A look of surprise appeared on the fair face of the girl in pink: "Can you hear the martial arts in the flute sound?"
However, she did not deliberately release her martial arts!
Just ordinary playing.
With a hint of interest in her eyes, the girl in pink clothes climbed up the steps and walked to the pavilion, saying: "I am Luo Shuixian, who is your master?"
"Xia Qingchen."
"Master Xia is proficient in sonic martial arts?" Luo Shuixian asked curiously.
This is really strange.
Sonic martial arts are very rare, very few people practice them, and less than one in 10,000 people understand them.
Now I actually met one.
"I know a little bit about it." Xia Qingchen realized at a close distance that the girl in pink clothes was particularly beautiful.
The skin is white and the eyes are clear and peaceful.
She has a calm temperament, like a holy fairy who doesn't disturb the dust.
"What do you think, young master, of my sonic martial arts skills?" Luo Shuixian sat on the stone bench opposite and asked with anticipation.
This was her first time discussing sonic martial arts with someone.
Xia Qingchen thought: "It can only be considered good. I think it's because your martial arts skills are incomplete, so you made up for it yourself, right?"
Luo Shuixian looked shocked.
She originally thought that Xia Qingchen just understood her briefly, but she didn't expect that he actually revealed her secret.
Her martial arts skills are fragments passed down from generation to generation by the Baihua family, called "Hundred Birds Pay Attendance to the Phoenix".
However, it has been a long time and has many defects.
With her intelligence and talent for music, she filled in the gaps by herself.
He barely succeeded in practicing martial arts.
Very few people know about this.
Xia Qingchen actually knew.
It’s incredible!
"Master Xia is very knowledgeable, and Luo Shui admires him!" Luo Shuixian sincerely admired him.
After hesitating for a while, she felt a little embarrassed and said: "Luo Shui boldly begs the young master for advice."
It's very abrupt to ask someone for advice when you meet them for the first time.
Xia Qingchen said nonchalantly: "Okay, I'm free for the time being anyway."
Luoshui Shui looked happy and quickly stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Mr. Xia."
However, she was not too surprised.
Her beautiful appearance often attracts the attention of strange men. The Xia Qingchen in front of her must also be amazed by her appearance.
"Lend me your flute," Xia Qingchen said.
Luo Shui hesitated, giving the flute he used to a strange man?
She was conflicted, but in order to exchange flute sounds, she still chose to give the flute to Xia Qingchen.
I thought to myself, after he uses it, he should throw it away.
Just a flute.
Xia Qingchen took the flute and wiped away all the remaining lip marks on the flute hole with his finger.
Then, just started to play.
What she was playing was "A Hundred Birds Pay Attitude to the Phoenix" that she had just played.
This song was once Ningshuang's favorite song.
She likes to be alone, standing on the top of the clouds, looking at the distant God King Wuchen, and playing silently.
A trace of nostalgia flashed in Xia Qingchen's heart, and she played softly.
The melodious sound of the flute lingers like a dream for thousands of years, and is as sad as the cold midnight rain.
Sound by sound, song by song, the interpretation of those lost and irrevocable years.
The mountains are empty and the lake is quiet.
The white clouds are leisurely.
Peace of mind and intoxication.
The past is hard to recall.
The noisy insects all stopped.
The little fish in the pond swam slowly over.
The white bird in the garden sits quietly on the branches outside the yard.
The silence of nature.
Only the sound of the flute remains.
After a long time, the song was finished.
Xia Qingchen put down the flute, feeling inexplicably sad in her heart.
He seemed to see Ningshuang standing in the distance, silently looking at him, playing the flute alone.
At that time, after he became the God King, he was very busy.
I will no longer accompany her as I once did.
At that moment, was Ningshuang just like him today, playing "A Hundred Birds Pay Attention to the Phoenix" with a sad heart, nostalgic for the past time?
pity.
The song ends and everyone disperses!
Thousands of years later, one of them is a god king and the other is a mortal.
The oaths made and the expressions of those years are like dust dispersed by the wind and rain, scattered in the cracks of time.
It can never be found again or found.
bang bang
The crisp sound of applause rang in his ears, waking him up.
Xia Qingchen put down his flute and looked slightly depressed: "Just kidding, this is the original version of "A Hundred Birds Pay Attention to the Phoenix". I hope you learn something."
However, Luo Shuixian still couldn't help but applaud.
Her bright eyes were sparkling, with faint traces of tears remaining.
She wiped her wet eyes and couldn't stop praising: "Xia Gongzi's music is so touching that it touches the heart. Luo Shui is not as good as Wan Yi."
Her mind was shocked.
For the same tune, she only played the notes.
Xia Qingchen was blown away.
Even she was affected by the sadness in the song and cried sadly.
"I've heard a lot, so I only understand a little bit." Xia Qingchen waved his hands and said sadly.
After a pause, he continued: "As long as you put the star power into the music, it will naturally exert its due power."
Luo Shuixian felt ashamed and said, "I was so absorbed in my trance just now that I didn't write down the music score. Can I trouble Mr. Xia to play it again?"
Xia Qingchen declined politely, saying: "This song hurts people's hearts and I don't want to play it anymore."
Luo Narcissus stepped forward, and the long fragrance came to him, which was intoxicating.
Her beautiful face showed a look of pleading: "Mr. Xia, Luo Shui is shameless, please blow again."
Looking at that delicate and delicate face at such a close distance makes every man feel pity for her.
It's a pity that Xia Qingchen is never tempted by his appearance.
The only thing that can move his heart is his heart.
"Girl, you and I have only met by chance, so please don't force me." Xia Qingchen said calmly.
Not moved by its beauty at all.
The roots of the fairy ears in Luoshui are stunned.
I was actually rejected!
She stood up and said quickly: "I was rude, sir, please forgive me."
"Yeah." Xia Qingchen nodded, silently.
Luo Shuixian sat across from him, his bright eyes staring curiously at Xia Qingchen from time to time.
There was no reflection of her figure in the deep eyes.
She was a little frustrated in her heart. He didn't even notice her appearance.
However, because of this, Luo Shuixian actually respected him.
At least, she is different from most of the men she sees.
"Mr. Xia, can I play some other tunes for you?" Luo Shuixian picked up the flute.
Looking at the traces left by Xia Qingchen's playing, he just wiped it lightly and started playing gracefully.
Just at this time.
Lihuaxian and Gongliang are back.
Hearing the sound of the flute floating in the garden from afar, Lihua Fairy was surprised: "When did my sister feel so good that she actually played "Hollow Dream"?"
"Really?" Gong Liangni's eyes were eager.
Lihuaxian glanced at Gongliangni and smiled: "You are lucky to meet my sister when she is in a good mood!"
"'Hollow Dream' is her favorite piece of music, and she will play it only when she is in the best mood." Lihua Xiandao said: "The last time she played it was a year ago, when she broke through to the minor star level."
"Normally, I don't know how to play at all."
Gongliang counter-expectedly asked: "Who else asked her to play?"
If he has deep meaning.
Lihuaxian poured cold water on her without any secret: "No need to dream, only the person my sister catches her eyes can possibly persuade her to play this music."