Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth see the host again
The sound of the piano is melodious, sometimes like a mountain stream, sometimes like a bright moon, deeply imprinting into the listener's heart.
Yun Huan'er, who was immersed in the performance, had a sudden change in his whole temperament, becoming slightly colder, as if he had seen through the world of mortals and had left the world.
Not far away, Chu Feng sat quietly, while sipping tea, he looked at Yun Huan'er from time to time. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. After seeing her for more than a month, this girl's piano skills have become more and more advanced.
"Master, Sister Huan'er seems to have something on her mind."
"oh?"
Hearing Xiao Zi's voice transmission, Chu Feng couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He hadn't noticed it before, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that something was really wrong with the other party. That cold, aloof, aloof temperament seemed to blend naturally with the world.
As one body, they become extremely fit.
Is it possible that I have been affected by the living environment since I was a child and have been used to seeing too much ugliness. Now that I have been freed from it, I no longer have any nostalgia for the complicated and trivial things in the world?
"Everyone has something on their mind, don't worry about it."
Chu Feng secretly transmitted a message. At this moment, the pleasant music suddenly stopped, and the song ended.
"I'm not in good condition today, I made the young master laugh." Yun Huan'er raised her head and smiled softly, breaking away from the cold and lonely high school before and returned to her original appearance.
"You have an obstacle in your mind, which affects your performance." Chu Feng shook his head slightly and said again,
"If you have any difficulties, you can tell me. I think I should be able to help."
"Young Master has great powers, so naturally nothing can be difficult for you. However, this is a private matter of my daughter's family, and you are not a good person to talk to."
Yun Huan'er's answer was a little vague, but the meaning of rejection was clear, and she didn't intend to ask him for advice.
Chu Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised, but from the other party's expression, he could feel that it was not something too serious. Whether he knew it or not didn't matter.
He didn't ask further questions. He paused and then changed the topic.
"How is your practice going? Do you have any doubts?"
"I'm about to ask you for advice." When he talked about cultivation, Yun Huan'er's face suddenly showed joy. It was obvious that he was very obsessed with this way.
"The "Shen Yin Jue" that the young master passed down to me is indeed mysterious, with many difficult and unexplainable aspects."
""Shen Yin Jue" is an authentic music method, and paired with the Silver Scale Guqin, it is just right for you. However, this method requires extremely high musical talent on the part of the practitioner, so it is normal to have questions." Chu Feng nodded.
, then said,
"I just have time today, so tell me all your problems."
"Thank you, sir..."
Yun Huan'er thanked her again, and was extremely moved in her heart.
Although she became the other party's subordinate in name, she was never asked to do anything except the "Flying Immortal Picture" at the beginning.
The other party not only saved my life, but also taught me the true Taoist Dharma. Such a huge kindness, I am afraid it will be difficult to repay it in this lifetime.
Time passed quickly and it was noon in a blink of an eye.
The two of them kept exchanging questions about their cultivation, and had long since ignored other matters. But at this moment, a familiar sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall, instantly interrupting the discussion between the two.
"Girl, Mother Li from Qianqian Lane is here with Miss Li."
The person who came was none other than Xiao He, Yun Huan'er's personal maid. Previously, for convenience, Yun Huan'er specially sent her to stand guard outside.
"Is it already noon?" Yun Huan'er looked at the sky outside the window, slightly surprised, and then said,
"You go over immediately and bring Master here. In addition, Young Master will stay at noon and ask the servants to order a table of wine and food at Xinle Building. Remember, it must be the best..."
After giving a few detailed instructions, Yun Huan'er suddenly took out a small purse from her waist, opened it, took out two ingots of silver and handed them to the other party, saying again,
"If mom asks, you don't have to pay attention, just say it was my arrangement."
"My maid, go right away."
Xiao He put away the silver and turned around to leave. However, when he turned around, he glanced at Chu Feng who was enjoying tea leisurely, feeling a little strange.
"It seems that I am disliked by the little girl." Chu Feng couldn't tell what the little girl was thinking, so he put down the tea bowl and laughed at himself.
"Xiao He doesn't know the inside story. I hope you don't blame me." Yun Huan'er excused Xiao He, but suddenly thought of something and said with a sweet smile,
"Actually, if the young master is willing, there is no harm in coming here to eat and drink every day."
"Wouldn't that mean you're cheating on food and drink?"
Chu Feng shook his head slightly. After all, Yunhuan Pavilion is a brothel. He has been here several times and has never spent a penny. It is indeed easy for people to misunderstand. Moreover, judging from the other party's situation during this period, he may not have much income.
Not to mention Xiao He, if you think about it, Mrs. Lin also had a lot of resentment in her heart, but she was more tactful and didn't show it.
"Since you are my subordinate, I can't let you drink the northwest wind every day. From now on, every other month, let the servant go to the Chu Mansion to receive a monthly amount of money."
"No need." Yun Huan'er quickly refused, as if she was extremely repulsive.
"Young master, I don't know. I have accumulated a lot of savings over the years. As long as I don't waste it carelessly, it will be enough for my expenses."
"Money means nothing to me, and you don't need to be so polite." Chu Feng smiled. Whether it was temples, Taoist temples, or palaces, there was countless wealth in the treasury, so how could there be a shortage of money?
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"Of course, if you insist, I won't force you. In short, speak out in time when necessary, and don't keep it to yourself."
"Thank you for your concern, sir, I know."
Hearing Chu Feng's answer, Yun Huan'er's heart felt warm and she felt an indescribable sense of security.
The footsteps started again, and Xiao He returned again, followed by a slightly petite female figure, holding a dark guqin in her arms.
"Master Li?"
Chu Feng secretly observed that Li Shishi was still young at this time, only in his early ten years. However, he had a well-proportioned figure, a beautiful appearance, and a complexion as white as snow. It was already possible to see the potential of his peerless appearance.
Of course, at this time, the opponent has not really opened up yet. In comparison, Yun Huan'er is still superior.
"The disciple has met the master."
"Get up."
The ancients valued etiquette, and Yun Huan'er was Master Li's piano master, so she naturally accepted the other party's bow. After a pause, she pointed to Chu Feng and introduced,
"This is Mr. Chu, a good friend of mine. You can come over to see me."
Master Li's eyes flashed slightly, and he saluted again,
"I've met Master Feiyun."
"You know me?" Chu Feng was a little surprised.
"Zhenren is a god-like existence, naturally famous all over the world, especially in Bianjing City, almost everyone knows it."
"You're not that old, but you're quite good at talking."
Chu Feng smiled, but he couldn't hear the other party's deliberate compliments.
It has to be said that Master Li is not only beautiful, but also very smart. No wonder he was able to bewitch Zhao Ji in his original destiny. This is not something that just a vase can do.
"The real person is ridiculous."
As if he knew that his little thoughts had been discovered by the other party, Master Li was slightly shy and whispered back.
Yun Huan'er saw it clearly too, couldn't help but chuckle, and then said:
"Okay, Master, please sit down quickly. The young master is here today. You can also play a piece of music for the young master to appreciate."
"Disciple knows."
Li Shishi nodded, then found a spot, laid the guqin flat, looked calm, and started playing.
Compared with Yun Huan'er, Li Shishi's piano skills are obviously much inferior, and he can only be considered a beginner. However, he is still extremely talented, and the music he plays is not annoying.
Unlike Yun Huan'er, who was listening carefully to the piano, Chu Feng was observing another thing, which was also the main purpose of following him to Yun Huan Pavilion today.
He faintly glanced at Xiao Zi, who understood it, but with a flick of his fingertips, a bit of purple light suddenly flew out and shot towards Master Li who was concentrating on playing the piano.
The incident was hidden and happened very quickly. It disappeared from the other person's eyebrows almost instantly. In this way, even Yun Huan'er and Li Shishi themselves were not aware of it.
"Master, she is also one of them." In just a breath, the purple light had returned. Xiao Zi received the message and then transmitted the message.
"Is that true?"
Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. Since Master Li was involved with the real Wu Yao Monk, how could there be no problem? As he expected, the other party was indeed the same host as Yun Huan'er and Li Qingzhao, and his soul had been invaded by the spirit of Nightmare.
dye.
"Her condition is not serious. Does the master plan to get rid of her?"
"Need not."
Chu Feng directly sent a message to refuse. Without Li Shishi, there were others. In short, the other party would never give up. As for Li Shishi, it is not yet sure whether there is any other relationship between Li Shishi and Zhen Wu Yao Monk. It is better to wait and see what happens.
The most appropriate.
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To the west of the city, Taixuan Temple.
As one of the residences of the Maoshan Sect in Bianjing City, Taixuan Temple is extremely magnificent.
Of course, this was indispensable without the funding from the imperial court. From the founding of the Song Dynasty until now, it has taken many years to reach its current scale.
As one of the largest Taoist temples in Bianjing City, there are also a lot of pilgrims here. Although it is not as good as the four royal temples, there is still an endless stream of people coming and going.
The sun is in the middle of the day,
Suddenly, two figures, an old man and a young man, walked up the official road leading to Taixuan Temple.
The old man was holding a fly whisk in his hand and was wearing a black Taoist robe. Beside him was a young boy who was also wearing Taoist robes.
As soon as these two people appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of many pedestrians. Especially the old man, who seemed ordinary, but somehow always gave people a mysterious feeling.
Moreover, whether they are old people or children, they are all wearing extremely thin clothes just like in summer. In this ice and snowy first month, they look particularly unusual.
"Master..."
The little Taoist boy suddenly shouted softly, the sound was as clear and sweet as an oriole's.
Being stared at by so many people, and even whispering from time to time, the little Taoist boy was obviously a little unhappy, and his little hands hidden in his sleeves were trembling slightly.
"No fooling around."
The old Taoist didn't know what his apprentice was thinking, so he immediately scolded him. The little Taoist curled his lips and his arms calmed down.
"When will you change your temper? I will die in peace."
"What is the master saying that the disciple can't understand?"
"You still have to listen even if you don't understand." The old Taoist said earnestly and continued,
"In the world of spiritual practice, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If you don't have enough power, you must not act recklessly. Moreover, you cannot do whatever you want by your own means, otherwise you will bring disaster to yourself sooner or later.
Furthermore, you are a girl, don’t be so violent, and be as open-minded as a valley. The Taoist ancestors said, go to the extreme of emptiness, keep quiet, and have all things work together, I will watch how they recover."
"I see, you have said these words a hundred times, and my disciple has already memorized them by heart." The little Taoist boy seemed a little impatient with his master's nagging, so he grabbed the corner of his clothes and shook them, and said quickly,
"Tai Xuan Guan is coming soon. Master, don't be distracted. Let's go quickly."
"You." There was a hint of helplessness in the old Taoist's expression. Obviously, his advice did not achieve much effect.
"Forget it, everyone has their own opportunity, you can't force it."
After saying that, he took his young apprentice and strode away towards the front of the official road.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, we finally arrived outside the gate.
At this time, the broad land on one side of the view was already filled with densely packed young people. If you look closely, you will see that they are all young and strong men, numbering at least a thousand.
Although these men were in their prime, their clothes were very shabby and could not keep them warm at all. Therefore, while waiting, they all kept beating.
"How is this going?"
The old Taoist frowned, obviously, he did not expect such a situation.
"Could it be that Taixuan Guan is recruiting disciples?" the little Taoist boy guessed.
"Impossible." The old Taoist shook his head.
"Practice begins at a young age. It is not appropriate at such an old age."
"It's not about recruiting apprentices, it's about building temples. In short, it's impossible to find so many people for no reason, right?"
"Building palaces requires craftsmen. Look at these people. They don't look like craftsmen at all. They look like hard workers who work hard. Besides, the weather is cold and the ground is frozen, so it's not the time to work."
Having said this, the old man subconsciously raised his palm and began to pinch his fingers quickly. However, just a moment later, he seemed to have suddenly figured out something, and his expression suddenly changed dramatically.
"How can it be!"
"Master, Master, what's wrong with you?"
The little Taoist boy was startled by the sudden exclamation of the old Taoist. Ever since he was a child, his master has always been calm and not bothered by anything. He has never been so shocked.
"Is it possible that something unusual has been calculated?"
Thinking of this, the little Taoist boy quickly shook his master's arm, trying to wake him up. However, the old Taoist seemed to be caught up in the calculation results and couldn't help himself, and didn't pay attention to his apprentice at all.
"How could it be possible? How could it be possible? What is the Maoshan Sect trying to do? Why is it...?"
The old Taoist murmured to himself. However, halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped talking and turned to look at the nearly a thousand young and strong men in front of him again. His eyes turned red involuntarily.
"Liu Hunkang, Liu Hunkang, I hope you can give Pindao a reason. Otherwise, don't blame Pindao for being ruthless."
"Master, what are you talking about?" The little Taoist boy couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his master regaining his composure. However, he was still a little worried and asked again with concern.
"I just calculated some bad things." Looking at the concern in his young apprentice's eyes, the old Taoist was quite pleased and continued,
"Don't be afraid, Ying'er. Master has his own ideas. Let's go in first and everything will come to light naturally when we meet."