Feng Yu's return has completely established Qin Yi's position in the Yu clan.
Before, they said he was ugly without wings, but now when he looked at him, he blushed, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and whispered: "Uncle".
Before, he said that his hair was black and his clothes were made of kelp. Now he blinked his eyes and said, "Uncle, your clothes are good-looking, and your person is even better-looking."
He was said to be a grasshopper before, but now he bowed his head shyly: "Uncle, there is grass in your hair, I took it out for you..."
In fact, there is no difference in aesthetics. Qin Yi thinks that Yu Shang is beautiful, and Yu Shang thinks that Qin Yi is also handsome. How can there be any difference in aesthetics? The "unfair" evaluation of him before was nothing more than an instinctive rejection caused by the unfamiliar distance.
Once he is a hero who obtains sacred objects that have been left behind for tens of thousands of years for his tribe, and he is also a divine envoy certified by the tribe leader, his identity changes. He is no longer an outsider who unexpectedly marries a saint and enters Yuren's life unexpectedly.
It's one's own.
The Yu people take death seriously, but their attitude towards their own people is different.
What's more, what he means is that he is more or less a leader and a messenger of God, so that's even more different.
Under the soft light of the setting sun, on the lawn by the lake, Qin Yi was leaning in Yu Shang's arms and taking a nap with his eyes half closed. Yu Shang was carefully squeezing his head to relax him from the nerves of a series of battles.
Qin Yi didn't even dare to say that his battle last night was actually another kind of battle with Meng Qingying... Anyway, the Yu people thought that it was very dangerous for him to take Feng Yu, which was not wrong...
It is indeed a wound, but it is not fully recovered yet. If you take off your green shirt and take a look, you can see scabbing wounds everywhere. The feathered people can see at a glance how deep the wound was.
When he was most seriously injured, he was unable to even fly and fell from the air into the mire of sea of blood.
Before, I just sat cross-legged for a night under the protection of Liusu and Gouzi to heal my injuries. It was said that I was recovering, but in fact I was just recovering to the point where I could move without hindrance. To really fully heal, I needed to rest for a few days.
Many people spend their whole life practicing spiritual practice, but in the end they are unable to pass certain hurdles. This is because of many hidden traumas in their early years, which are accumulated over time, eventually making the body unable to be perfect, and even vaguely affecting longevity.
Qin Yi originally wanted to go directly to Jianmu, but Yu Feiling stopped him, thinking that he needed to recuperate before going. Qin Yi did not refuse in the end.
The respect and tenderness of the feathered people were indeed earned by Qin Yi by fighting for his life, and any small episodes in the process did not affect this essence.
Qin Yi leaned in Yu Shang's arms, feeling the delicate fingers pressing lightly on his head. He closed his eyes slightly and felt very comfortable. There was faint music coming from the front, and on the lake in front, there were feathered people dancing lightly on it, like white cranes.
The swans shuttle across Pinghu Lake, and the soft light of the setting sun reflects on the lake surface, sparkling with golden light, and the scene is beautiful.
It's not a description, Yu Ren was really dancing for him to entertain the "godly envoy".
Qin Yi never thought that the old-fashioned Yuren could actually dance well, and their dancing was actually a kind of talent. The swan dance on the lake was very beautiful.
They are usually reserved, but when they are on their own, they are very generous and enthusiastic. There is no trace of shyness or embarrassment in their dancing. They are fully displaying the beauty of their talents.
It will make you think that refusing to look at it is hypocritical.
Speaking of fairyland... Under the sunset, in the lake on the island, swans are dancing and beauties are fragrant. Isn't it a kind of fairyland?
Liusu and Gouzi sat on his knees, one on the left and the other on the right, watching very leisurely.
In a sense, the Feathered Man's dance is also a kind of movement that coincides with the laws of heaven, and one can gain something from it. But usually, it cannot be seen by others. In the eyes of Liusu and Gouzi, this kind of dance is more comfortable than ordinary people's dance.
many.
Qin Yi looked at it and remembered the concert that Qi Niu was organizing, and couldn't help but ask Yu Shang: "How does the Dance of the Clam Girl compare to yours?"
Yu Shang smiled and said: "They can't."
Qin Yi also thinks that the clam girl is probably not good at it and is not a talent. People only know the swan dance, when have they ever heard of the clam dance?
Is it cost-effective to use clam shells in one?
Yu Shang said: "The clam girls actually love listening to music very much. When they listen to good music, they can even make beads a few minutes faster, but they themselves don't have much musical talent, and they can't sing or dance either. With that timid and timid appearance,
Those who are lustful may have their hearts fluttering, but those who are fond of dancing will only frown."
Qin Yi smiled and said: "Actually, I thought they could dance. You must be stiffer with a straight face like a javelin. Unexpectedly, it turns out that you are the better dancers. What a surprise."
"Surprise?" Yu Shang tilted her head: "My husband likes this? You can't tell it on ordinary days."
Qin Yi smiled: "We don't know each other very well. So, you Yuren also love music?"
"Most of the people in the sea love it." Yu Shang said leisurely: "The sea breeze, waves, rain hitting the water, and waves hitting the rocks are the most beautiful music in the world."
Qin Yi smiled and said: "Then I will play the music for you."
Yu Shang was startled for a moment, and even the Yu people dancing in the lake in front of them paused curiously.
Liusu sighed.
It was really like getting on the bus first and then paying for the ticket. This "couple", as well as the uncle and the whole family, had almost no understanding of each other, but they had already done everything.
"Although my piano music is really good at stretching the crotch, I'm ashamed to say that it's my teacher... but at least I have learned it."
Qin Yi took out the Yunxiu flute and brought it to his lips.
A wisp of flute music floated leisurely, soft and soft, but could not be covered up by the sound of sea breeze and waves. It followed the sea breeze and spread all over the island, reaching up to nine heavens.
It's like a phoenix rising from the island, singing in the sky, and the surrounding waves respond rhythmically. Then the phoenix wings spread out, and the huge waves are emptied. The phoenix wings glide past, smoothing the waves, and the four seas are level.
, the ripples rippled gently, and a seabird passed by, tapping the sea surface lightly, tracing a mysterious trajectory, and followed the sound.
Seabirds from all around gathered together and danced under the wings of the phoenix.
Calm sea, cheerful sky, peace and tranquility, just like everyone's mood at this time.
The feathered figures on the lake have long been dancing to Qin Yi's music. The music of immortality resonates directly into the soul, and the jumping of the notes is the most complete picture.
Yu Shang's eyes were sparkling.
She really never thought that her husband had such a skill.
They Yuren do not participate in concerts, but they understand music. Qin Yi's flute sound is definitely not that of ordinary musicians. It is the sound of immortality. Every note is a natural movement, mobilizing people's deepest resonance and unfolding the deepest feelings.
Real emotions.
And...she could hear the meaning. Her husband was tired of fighting. What he yearned for deep down in his heart was the peace of lying in his arms and the leisurely dancing of the feathers. He was also asking when the swords and guns could be put into storage.
Travel together hand in hand.
This is a man who is very suitable to be a hermit. His heart is pure and simple, but for some reason, he is involved in the world of mortals, getting deeper and deeper.
"Is this the Middle-earth Immortal Way?"
Yu Feiling's question came from not far away.
Qin Yi stopped playing the flute and chuckled softly: "I don't know how to answer this question, my mother-in-law... This means that the immortal way of the Middle Earth is the most mundane, and this technique is the new ancient way, the most deviant."
"Why? Doesn't the Immortal Path of Middle-earth play music?"
"It's not that I don't play, it's just that I don't want to be crazy." Qin Yi looked at the clouds and whispered: "But if you don't want to be crazy, how can you get the three flavors? It's like I haven't gotten it... I come and go in a hurry, and I don't have time to be pure.
, swinging the stick is far better than playing music...I don’t even know what I am doing when I think about it.”
Yu Shang said: "The king is crazy about this. Maybe my husband and the king can have something to talk about."
Qin Yi thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "If you are crazy about this, the so-called concert without her will be in vain even if it holds ten thousand concerts."
Before Yu Shang had time to ask who "she" was, a feathered guard hurriedly came from a distance: "Clan leader, Clam Girl sent someone to deliver pearls, saying it was a large deal negotiated with the Saint."
Yu Shang smiled and said: "I was the one who talked about it, let her deliver it."
Not long after, the familiar figure of Geoduck Pearl appeared in the distance, and she shouted from afar: "Who played the flute just now?"
Qin Yi smiled and said, "I blew it, what's wrong?"
Zhu Er was startled for a moment and said loudly: "We hired Mr. to teach flute art at a high price. I wonder if Mr. can..."
Before she finished speaking, Yu Shang was furious: "Get out, that's my husband!"