Ye Yinfeng wanted to ask the other party but didn't say much. He was hesitating about how to ask the question. However, he found that the fat Taoist priest had a smile that meant something clear.
The other party didn't say anything, and Ye Yinfeng didn't want to ask anymore. He thought of the haunting back figure just now, and the girl dressed as a maid who was viciously attacking him. It's a pity that the beauty has disappeared.
If I find her again, I don't know when we will be able to meet her again.
Although Ye Yinfeng was only fifteen years old and didn't know much about the relationship between men and women, the lonely temperament revealed by that slender figure had some strange resonance with him, so he was so towards that beautiful figure.
The reluctance to give up has nothing to do with the love between men and women.
Frustrated, he picked up the wine and took a few sips, and found out that the wine at this time felt so bitter and tasteless. But what he didn't know was that drinking also depends on the state of mind. If you are in a good mood, no matter how bad the wine is, it will not taste good.
It was refreshing and sweet. He was not very good at drinking, and the pain of sadness in his heart had not been completely eliminated, and it was still settling in the deepest part of his heart.
There is a saying that goes like this: "Cut the knife to cut off the water and the water will flow more; raising a cup to pour out the sorrow will make it more sorrowful."
Unknowingly, Ye Yinfeng had drank a large pot of wine. He felt that the grief and anger in his heart seemed to rush towards his brain like a volcano erupting. He wanted to extinguish the raging flame, but he didn't feel like it was coming again.
After drinking several glasses of wine, he felt that his brain was dizzy and his double eyelids felt as if they were hanging from a huge weight.
He just felt very tired. He wanted to have a good sleep. Even if he never woke up in this life, it would still be worth it. He only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but feel confused for a while. He could no longer wake up.
Unable to control himself, he tilted his head and fell on the table. Before he lost consciousness, he almost heard a panicked cry from the fat Taoist priest, but he felt that he was too tired and couldn't care about anything.
He fell asleep in a daze.
When Ye Yinfeng woke up, he found himself lying on a bed. He shook his head, which still had some sharp tingling pain, and sat up. He was in a guest room of an inn, and the window was hazy.
It should be night at this time. There were flickering candles lit everywhere in the guest room. Opposite him was the fat Taoist priest Li Xiaoyao.
Li Xiaoyao was also lying on the bed. He was sleeping soundly, snoring lightly. Maybe he was dreaming about some delicious food, and he made "tsk tsk" sounds from time to time.
Unexpectedly, this was the first time I got drunk, and I fell asleep for three or four hours while drunk. It seemed that I was helped into this inn by this fat Taoist priest and settled down.
He couldn't help but laugh a few times, and felt his mouth dry for a while, so he had to get out of bed and walk to the table, grab the teapot and pour it into his mouth. The pot of tea was almost finished, and then he felt better.
Some.
Ye Yinfeng didn't feel any sleepiness after he woke up. He walked to the window, opened the window and looked outside. The rows of houses in front were shrouded in the vast darkness of night.
The night was hazy at this time, and the whole city seemed to be covered with a veil, which looked particularly charming, like a veil-draped immortal standing by the vast smoky Poyang Lake.
At this time, a melodious flute sound suddenly came into Ye Yinfeng's ears. The sound of the flute was very soft, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes long and sometimes short. But Ye Yinfeng could hear it clearly, and he was aware of the sound.
Sensitive, Ye Yinfeng is still very confident. The sound of the flute attracted him like a magic spell. At this moment, he wanted to understand it better and also wanted to see the flute player.
In addition to Ye Yinfeng's curiosity, he also heard an endless feeling of loneliness in the sound of the flute, just like the back figure he saw in that restaurant.
The melodious flute sound was long and lingering, like the sound of nature, and it kept lingering in Ye Yinfeng's heart. He couldn't help but feel a little more curious and expectant. But his heart became inexplicably nervous.
The pounding intensified, making his heart scratch like a cat. He couldn't resist the magical sound of the flute, so he decided to see what happened.
For the sake of safety, he picked up his edgeless long sword and walked quietly to the window. He looked back at the sleeping Li Xiaoyao, and seeing that he didn't look like he was about to wake up at the moment, he decided not to
Planning to wake him up, he jumped from the window, his feet were a little above the window sill, and he turned over and stood on the roof.
The sound of the flute seemed to become more urgent. Ye Yinfeng stood on the roof, facing the wind. He identified the general direction from which the sound of the flute came, and then took a few light jumps with his feet on the roof.
, looking for the sound of the flute.
Ye Yinfeng leaped over the rows of rooftops, and the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer, and the constant high-pitched sound of the flute seemed to sense his footsteps coming in search of the sound.
As he got closer and closer to the flute player, Ye Yinfeng could clearly feel the specific location of the flute player. He couldn't help but speed up his pace and shoot towards the sound of the flute.
There is an elegant small pavilion deep in the nine-curved covered bridge ahead. The small pavilion is on the surface of Poyang Lake. The gentle night wind lifts the water of the lake, causing ripples on the surface of the lake.
There is a beautiful figure standing in the small pavilion, with green clothes dancing in the wind, and hair falling like a waterfall flying in the wind. The beautiful figure has its back to Ye Yinfeng, and the flute sounds like the sounds of nature are coming from it.
That beautiful shadow came out.
Ye Yinfeng stopped a few feet behind the woman and listened quietly to the melodious flute.
The long and long sound of the flute, with a touch of sadness, gradually became soothing, corresponding to the ripples. Sometimes it rose with the waves, loud like a dragon's chant, and sometimes retreated with the waves, sometimes as quiet as a phoenix.
Ming.
The woman in green clothes with flowing long hair, the sound of the flute like the sounds of nature, and the smoke curling up on the lake, all of this is like a fairyland. Such a fairyland-like beauty, such a hazy figure
The fairy-like woman in green clothes made Ye Yinfeng feel a sense of inferiority in his heart. He couldn't bear to destroy this peaceful scene. He felt like he was in a dream.
The smokey lake surface, the hazy figure of the woman in green, the sound of the flute that makes thousands of ripples in the intestines,
All of this is so wonderful, poetic and picturesque, and inexplicably touches Ye Yinfeng's lonely soul. All of this is like a dream.
The melodious flute began to change its rhythm. Its high-pitched voice rushed straight into the sky like a dragon, rushing straight into the depths of the night. At this moment, the youthful noise in the world turned into a gorgeous tapestry, a silent agility.
Picture scroll, and the sound of the flute is a fresh and mysterious sound of nature.
Slowly, the sound of the flute began to slow down, and a heart-wrenching song of sadness slowly came out, like crying and complaining, like Du Juan singing the song of blood.
Finally, the sound of the flute disappeared, but Ye Yinfeng was completely unaware of when the sound of the flute stopped. He only felt that his ears were still lingering with the sound of the flute, which was like the sound of heaven. He was completely intoxicated by it.
Amid the sound of the flute, one feels as if one is intoxicated, as mad as a demon.
The woman slowly turned around, and a gorgeous fairy-like face appeared in front of him. Her stunning turn immediately froze in the depths of Ye Yinfeng's mind.
Ye Yinfeng finally saw the front of the woman. On her face with a peerless face was a pair of eyes like stars. There was an elegant and noble temperament in those beautiful eyes, which was like a jade-like little nose.
A tight little cherry mouth.
The woman was about twenty-nine years old. She was dressed in green clothes with several long green ribbons tied around her waist. She was floating in the wind like a fairy descending from the earth. She was holding an emerald green in her catkin-like jade hand.
flute.
The woman with peerless appearance was also looking at the young man in blue who was holding a long sword in his hand. Although the young man's eyes were filled with a dazed look, his eyes were clean and clear, without any stain or stain.
Ye Yinfeng came back to his senses, his face condensed, and he looked solemnly at the woman with peerless appearance opposite him. The woman appeared in his heart like a god, making him unable to blaspheme anything.
The woman with peerless appearance just looked at Ye Yinfeng quietly without speaking.
But Ye Yinfeng was completely attracted by the fairy-like woman in front of him. He didn't understand why this woman with a peerless appearance had a lonely look.
The hazy night seemed to be getting thicker, and the smoke rising from the lake rose up, shrouding the small pavilion at the end of the nine-curved bridge. Two figures stood in the small pavilion, looking at each other.
The peerless woman looks like a fairy in flowing green clothes, holding an emerald green jade flute in her hand. Opposite her is a young man in blue shirt holding a long sword in one hand, with an outstanding elegant figure.
The two looked at each other in silence, and time seemed to freeze for eternity. This quiet encounter left unforgettable memories in the hearts of these two people.
In the hazy smoke, the woman in green clothes has long hair, but the young man in blue clothes is full of energy.
There is an extraordinary temperament between the two of them. The woman is as quiet and lively as an orchid in a deep valley. When one looks at her, there is no trace of dust in her heart. The woman can only watch from a distance, but without the slightest blasphemy.
And the young man in blue shirt stood proudly and tautly like a green bamboo. His delicate face with a little childishness revealed a resolute temperament. His whole body looked like a sharp and peerless sword, which could be used at any time.
It is possible to break out of the sheath and fly straight into the sky.
There was a unique temperament about this young man that deeply attracted her. It was a restrained and elegant temperament, and at the same time, there was a sense of loneliness that was difficult to detect.
Both of them have the same lonely temperament, which creates an invisible resonance between them.
Ye Yinfeng had a touch of sadness and loneliness because he had not avenged his family's destruction, but why did that peerless young woman develop a touch of loneliness?
"Young man Ye Yinfeng, I have met this fairy sister." Ye Yinfeng spoke first. He still had an uneasy feeling in his heart, maybe because his arrival disturbed the other party's enjoyment of playing the flute.
"Sister Fairy?" The woman in green clothes was stunned for a moment, and then said "Puch".
Her scallop-like white teeth were lightly exposed, a slight smile bloomed on her gorgeous face, her eyes were as clear as blue waves, filled with a touch of warmth, and the slightly upward curve of the corners of her mouth was as perfect as a crescent moon.
This was the most beautiful smile Ye Yinfeng had ever seen. He felt that any description in this world would be blasphemous to her.
That smile was like the spring breeze blowing on his face, sweeping away the long-standing gloom in Ye Yinfeng's heart.
With that smile, the curling smoke on the lake seemed to fade away, and even they felt ashamed and dissipated.
That smile was better than any description of a charming smile, and any description of a charming smile was not enough to describe the woman in front of her.
This thing should only exist in heaven, where can it be found in the human world?
When Ye Yinfeng saw this startling smile, he couldn't help but feel crazy and drunk.
Seeing his demented look, the woman stopped her smile, slapped her teeth lightly, and spat out from her cherry mouth a gentle voice like the cry of an oriole in an empty valley: "My little girl Nangong Xianchen, I have met Mr. Ye."
Ye Yinfeng felt an inexplicable secret of joy in his heart. It turned out that the fairy-like beauty was called Nangong Xianchen. He recovered from his demented state of mind and was about to speak.
At this moment, a squealing sound suddenly reached his ears.
"The bold and lewd thief must not offend my lady."
As soon as the sound reached Ye Yinfeng's ears, a petite figure shot out from the nine-curved covered bridge, followed by several air-piercing breaths rushing towards his face.
Ye Yinfeng's heart trembled. He swayed slightly and kept moving with his feet on the seven stars, and then he escaped the sharp auras that came towards his face.
He took a closer look and found that a girl in a light blue skirt was passing over him, protecting the girl behind him.
The girl's almond-shaped eyes were sinister, and her face was as cold as ice. She was staring at him eagerly. But the weapons in her hands were two flying ribbons like ribbons, which kept flying in her hands.
"You are a perverted thief and you still don't want to give up. You actually chased me from that restaurant to here. I wonder if my aunt won't teach you a lesson." The girl twisted her waist, shook the Fei Ling in her hand and rolled it towards Ye Yinfeng's body.
She is such a cunning and aggressive little maid, but her martial arts level is not inferior to him. Especially when the flying silk ribbon dances in her hand, she looks like a goddess descending from heaven. The flying silk ribbon draws a sharp breath in the air, only to move towards her.
Ye Yinfeng swept away all over his body.
As for soft weapons, Ye Yinfeng had never encountered such a strange weapon except the soft whip of the Shura boy.
He kept stepping on the seven-star footwork and dodged dangerously. If Li Xiaoyao hadn't taught him the "seven-star moon-chasing footwork", he would have really been able to avoid Fei Ling's attack from the girl.
It's going to be a bit of a rush.
Ye Yinfeng could only avoid the girl's attack but could not fight back. At this time, a big misunderstanding had been caused. Once he fought back, it would definitely cause an even bigger misunderstanding. But fortunately, he used the seven-star step
There is no immediate danger in the fall of the law.
(The heroine has finally appeared after being repeatedly requested. I hope everyone will give her more votes for recommendation.)