Do you, do you still remember me? The girl quickly ran to Shanhai, her skirt swaying, "Ah... that's right, I probably don't remember." "
Her voice was clear and bright, but her soliloquy-like tone suddenly changed, which was a bit puzzling.
"She has been waiting for you." Uoyuki-kun said.
"But I don't know her."
Dai Luan and Mu Wan didn't even know each other. It was the first time for them to meet.
"But she knows you. Her name is Han Xiao. As you can see, she is the flower demon of this tree. You met her less than a thousand years ago."
"A thousand years ago?!" Dai Luan suspected that she heard wrongly. She looked at Shanhai, and he was even more confused.
Utsuki-kun raised his hand and waved the Kagura bell in his hand again. Her movements were slow and light, like picking a bud with dewdrops from a branch. When I took it off, dewdrops were still hanging on it.
The melodious and crisp ringtone rang again, and the familiar dizziness deprived their senses again.
This time, the first person who appeared was an acquaintance.
This person has a handsome face, with short, thin hair hanging on his forehead. He wore a green turban with an embroidered base that was the same as his clothes, and his fine long hair as black as plum branches poured down. The open hem of his clothes was embroidered with light, azure satin, and the intertwined blue and white robes looked extremely light on his body.
Mr. Jiyue.
Dai Luan screamed subconsciously, but no one heard her. She already knew that when Utsuki-kun waved the Kagura bell, the images that appeared were a retrospective of history. The Jiyue Lord in front of him did not have the black curtain, and his pupils were not as cold and cold as they are now. His eyes were sharp and clear, shining like gems even in the daytime.
But there is no imprint of the Six Paths of Impermanence in those eyes.
That was Lord Jiyue from the past.
But he wasn't smiling. He was alone, in a daze on the verandah of the courtyard. They had never seen this expression before. What was placed on his knees were his delicate hands, which were different from now. Those slender hands are very white, and it looks like they are well cared for, and they are most suitable for playing the piano. There was no emotion or joy on his face, he just stared at the small bottle in front of him quietly.
The bottle is small, green, with a slender neck, made of jade. I don't know what's inside.
Lord Jiyue turned his head and looked at the room that opened the door to him.
There is a piano in the center of the room against the wall. Half of the body is in shadow. The wood of this harp is golden nan, the cover is made of pure deer antlers, the harp is decorated with jade, and the harp emblem is made of shell. The five strings were stretched straight on it, and it was extremely quiet.
Five-stringed harp, stringless harp.
It's the one he's carrying now.
He sighed imperceptibly and gently picked up the bottle in front of him.
"Wait a minute, Lord Jiyue, wait a minute!"
Dai Luan seemed to know what would happen next and kept shouting at him. But Jiyue Lord naturally couldn't hear it. Ignoring her futile shouting, he took off the cork, raised his face, opened his eyelids with one hand, and poured the potion inside into his eyes.
Those bright eyes.
Those vivid eyes.
There was an expected scream - even though no one would have imagined that such a sound came from Lord Jiyue's mouth. It's just an eye, and the pungent smell slowly spreads along with the fine green smoke. He covered the eye tightly with one hand and held the jade bottle tightly with the other hand, for fear that it would spill. The cry was so shrill that anyone who heard it would have their heart clenched tightly. There was gurgling blood seeping out from between the fingers. It was black and must have been mixed with poison and changed its quality.
He clenched his blood-stained palms and hit the wooden ground hard, making a loud noise. The sound was so loud that even ordinary people couldn't beat it. He must have been in extreme pain and couldn't bear to die.
After a long time, he calmed down a little. His rapid breathing calmed down, but the sweat on his forehead was still very visible.
He slowly moved his hand with black blood to his other eye.
"Stop! Stop, Lord Jiyue!!" Mu Wan also screamed.
Even though she should have known it was in vain.
The familiar curtain appeared, covering his eyes. He is a harpist and plays the harp for emperors and generals. His piano sounds are very nice, and even if he can't see with his eyes, he already knows the fingerings and musical positions by heart. There were other piano players around him, and like Jiyue-kun, they couldn't see anything. Except for playing the piano for the princes and nobles, they cannot harm the nobles in the slightest.
At that time, the status of ritual music was much higher than it is now, so the status of the violinist was naturally very noble. They slowly understood that Lord Jiyue was originally playing the piano for an ordinary nobleman. His qin skills are envied by everyone. If Chen Yu Luo Yan closes the moon and shy flowers are used to describe a person's beauty, now when compared with Ji Yuejun's qin skills, it is not exaggerated at all. But today's Lord Jiyue doesn't have such dexterous hands, and there are no strings on the piano. If you don't tell him, you won't know that it is a harp; if you don't ask, no one will know that he is a harp player.
No one thought that they would be lucky enough to hear his music in such memories. Perhaps just like him in the past, he never knew that he was lucky enough to be summoned to the capital by the emperor.
But if he wants to get ahead in the capital, he must blind himself according to the order.
If you refuse, it may lead to death.
There was nothing he could do.
Just like the legend says, he was not very interested in those glamorous lives. In addition to playing assigned songs, I also occasionally write new scores. The emperor gave him a courtyard all to himself and found many servants to take care of him. But he sent them all away, leaving only a woman who cooked and a mute who swept the floor. His hearing is naturally different from ordinary people, and it is not difficult to judge how he should act based on the echo, but he really can't do things like cooking and cleaning that hurt his hands.
There is a mountain behind the courtyard, and beyond that is a vast forest. He likes to play the piano here and ponder new tunes. And just like the legend, he can always attract many small animals and monsters in the mountains and forests. They never hurt him, and they never bite each other among their natural enemies. They just gathered around him and listened to his music quietly. These interesting creatures are the original audience of each of his songs. Even the emperor has never had this kind of treatment.
Among the animals and monsters, there were many faces that looked quite similar to humans. Some are monsters, some are wandering spirits, and some are nearby fusang gods. In addition to his house, there are several large houses built in this area, and people of high status live here. The fusangshen or little monsters lurking in those houses also come here from time to time. Occasionally, children from wealthy families come here after their pets.
There is a girl who comes every day. Her face is exactly the same as that of the flower demon named Han Xiao. The difference is that she is a human being and the daughter of a noble family. Her clothes weren't what they were now. During this period of history, she always wore a variety of silks and satins, and she looked different every day.
Besides listening to music, she mainly came to see someone.
Or maybe it's not a person, but a monster.
With Ji Yuejun's appearance, not to mention women, even many men will be tempted by him. But this girl didn't come just for him, she just came to listen to him play the piano, and mainly to see the human-like monster.
The monster came from the mountains and had a face exactly like a human being. There is nothing outstanding about him, and he is very quiet, even at the end of the song, he does not make a noise. He always comes and goes alone. After a while, the girl noticed him and started talking to him. He would occasionally chat with the girl.
The girl likes him.
The girl doesn't know what kind of monster he is, the aura of the mountain stream, an animal made from cultivation, or some old object... none of this has anything to do with her. She knew he wasn't a bad person. Her eyes were very pure and clean. She could see through his soul, which must be clear and free of impurities. He is different from the monsters who harm people. He has no malevolence, neither viciousness nor cunning. He only exudes a gentleness and coolness like the mist in the forest.
Monsters are humble to everyone. They don't feel alienated, but they don't feel close either. His attitude towards the girl was the same, there was nothing special about her being human. This made the girl feel a little grateful, but also a little disappointed.
"I have seen you." One day, late at night when the song was over, the girl mustered up the courage to say to the monster, "When I was a child, my friends and I used to go to the mountains to play. I saw you sitting on the tree, looking at us from a distance. .”
He was a little confused: "Really? You probably remembered it wrong."
"No. I could see a lot of weird things when I was a child...but not when I grow up. Unless you can let me see it. I think that should be you. I want to play in the water, and you just shout from the tree He shouted at me. I came back to look for you, and just a moment later, the adults in the family came and gave the other children a good beating, so I escaped."
"Well, I don't remember." The monster was a little confused, "Let's just assume that it is the case. In the summer, there are always many water ghosts hunting for substitutes in the stream over there."
"You are so kind, you never harm anyone."
The girl said this sincerely, but the monster laughed. That smile is not scary, but makes people feel good-looking. This was the first time she saw him smile, and she was stunned for a while. The monster said:
"Don't think so. Monsters are as versatile and random as humans. If I said I had eaten humans, would you believe it?"
"I... don't believe it! I don't quite believe it..."
The monster is happy again.
"After practicing step by step, I can't transform into a human form. I won't hide it from you. Well, I have indeed killed people. There is no need to tell you what kind of people I killed. But you should still remember, the piano master Something he said to us back then.”
"...Yes, what are you talking about?"
"He knows that many of us have murderous karma in our hands. He said that bygones are bygones. If you want to listen to him play the piano again in the future, you must not be stained with blood and violence."
"Ah - indeed, there is such a thing." The girl recalled, "But you...really gave up your murderous nature just to listen to him play the piano?"
"You girl, how come you are not afraid at all when it comes to fighting and killing." He scolded, "Besides, killing is not what every monster is born to do, so don't really confuse us with some ferocious beasts."
"No, no, I don't mean that..."
"So monsters are also very casual. You, you'd better go back early. It's getting so late. If you don't go home, you'll be eaten by the monsters passing by."
The girl hummed softly and turned back three times in one step. After walking a certain distance, the monster disappeared. But she clearly still felt that he was nearby, watching her silently, just like that summer in her childhood.
It wasn't until she tiptoed into the wall of her house that he left with peace of mind.
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