(2)
It's late at night, and the bright moon hangs high. The sky that was supposed to be silent except for the sound of insects chirping and leaves moving was broken by a wisp of flute sound. The young man sat in front of the window and stroked the flute hole with his fingers. It turned out that the long wooden thing was just a flute. The sound of the flute is silent, slow and long, making people think deeply. Duplicate and vibrato are intertwined in the unknown song, and the slides interspersed in the middle sometimes stop and sometimes turn sharply, like a person who is pouring out his heart to someone, and can't help crying when he talks about his sadness.
A-Bian was awakened by the sound of the flute, and he was afraid of waking up the two Xianbei people again, so he had no choice but to drag his body, which was still not fully awake, to stop the sound.
"Sir, please open the door." A-Bian tried his best to lower his voice. After saying this, the flute sound stopped.
A-Bian watched intently as the wooden door closed and opened. Through the weak candlelight, he could only see a "long-haired beauty" with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a face as transparent as white jade. He was about to speak and asked, "What's the matter?" "
A-Bian was stunned for a while and then realized that he had not mistaken the person. He recognized the cold voice. After entering the door and seeing the long sword hanging on the bedside, A-Bian suddenly felt fear in his heart, and his words became timid: "Um... Sir, you see that everyone is resting now, if the sound of the flute is... It would be troublesome if you alerted those two Xianbei people." After saying this, the young man nodded and signaled that he would stop playing.
At this time, a voice happened to come out of the room next to it, "The sound of the flute is very moving. Why should I stop it?"
The young man and A-Bian looked towards the door for a moment at the same time. They saw a man about eight feet tall, with a majestic posture, dressed in silk brocade clothes, and with slightly white temples standing there. He smiled and said: "Oh! So it's this. The flute played by a young master."
Ah Bian tiptoed forward and said, "Sir, it's late at night. It would be terrible if those two Xianbei adults are as illiterate as the villains and are woken up by this sound!"
The man calmly took out a bunch of copper baht money from his sleeve pocket and said: "Here, when you have nothing to do, go to the city with your two adults to eat and drink in a bar? You go down first, if something happens Tell me your name." A-Bian's eyes widened when he saw the money. Although he didn't want to offend the two Xianbei warriors, he still accepted the money and agreed.
When the young man saw that this man was generous in his actions, neither humble nor arrogant in his words, and had quite a heroic demeanor, he did not dare to look down upon him. He motioned the man to take a seat, made a pot of tea, and said, "Sir, please."
The man took it with his right hand, took a sip, and said: "Hmm! I never thought that this small mountain shop can actually have good tea! My surname is Zhao, and there is a bracket in the list. I wonder if you..."
"This junior's surname is Bai, and his given name is Feng." The young man thought that this person must have a purpose for coming here by announcing his name, so he simply went with the flow.
"Junior? Humph." The man sneered and said, "Don't look at me because my temples are gray. In fact, I am still young, only nineteen."
Bai Feng was slightly confused, but soon returned to his previous composure: "Oh? That's really rude. Brother Zhao, I happen to be nineteen years old. I just don't know what you want from me?"
"Okay, Brother Bai really speaks out. I, Zhao Kuo, have made you my friend!"
Bai Feng couldn't help but think to herself: "Is this person a true hero? Or is he a careless rich kid?"
Zhao Kuo continued: "I'll make a long story short. Not long ago, what happened between you and the Xianbei gang in the inn, I had a full view of it. Although Brother Bai Feng is young, he has no fear at all, which is really admirable. I am a single figure. , I want to find someone capable to help me achieve my goal. Brother Bai is very courageous and seems to know a little bit about martial arts, so I came here to meet him."
"This Zhao Kuo speaks in a refined manner. He really doesn't look like an ordinary son of a wealthy gentry. Why don't we learn more about it?" Bai Feng thought to himself, and then asked, "I wonder what Brother Zhao is doing?" Bai Feng also took a sip of light tea, moving slowly. He was free and easy, but his eyes never forgot to wander around Zhao Kuo.
"To be honest, our ancestors have been doing business for generations and are powerful in the town in the north. This is especially true for my father's generation. A few months ago, my father and I took my sister-in-law to Yangcheng for business. When we returned, we were robbed by bandits. My father I and my sister-in-law were both captured, but I managed to escape here under the protection of a martial artist. The martial artist later died of serious injuries. Therefore, I was left alone to stay here for several months, just waiting for help from the martial arts. "
Bai Feng stood up, picked up the flute bag and observed it carefully, as if checking for any leaks. Then he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the flute carefully. After being silent for a long time, he said, "I think those two Xianbei warriors are extraordinary in martial arts, even better than me. Why don't you go and seek help from those two people?" Bai Feng knew in his heart. : From the conversation between Zhao Kuo and the waiter just now, it is not difficult to see that Zhao Kuo is very hostile to the Xianbei warrior. And I said this out of caution for the stranger in front of me.
"Brother Bai Feng, when I see the Xianbei people now, I think of my kidnapped father and lovely little sister! Most of the thieves are foreigners with "yellow hair and yellow beards", which means they have the same appearance as the Xianbei people in the inn. Similar." Zhao Kuo's expression gradually became ferocious, "I can't imagine how they are being tortured!"
Bai Feng pursed her lips and said with a sneer: "Brother Zhao, you can't save them by grinning like this. Why don't you save your energy and discuss countermeasures? In short, if I am alone, I will definitely escape death if I go to Longtan Tiger's Den."
Zhao Kuo sighed after hearing this, and his face that was twisted with anger relaxed. Looking at the full moon outside the window, my face couldn't help but feel a little sad: I thought of the happy times with my father and little sister in the past; I thought of my own powerlessness now. His eyes became moist.
Bai Feng also admired the moon together. While raising a cup to drink tea, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Zhao Kuo's predicament from the corner of his eye.
The two were silent for a long time under the bright moonlight, but they still could not come up with a better plan. After a while, Zhao Kuo pretended to yawn, wiped away the tears in front of his eyes, pretended to be depressed, and said: "Brother Bai, it's boring for you to be silent and I to be silent. Why don't you continue playing the music just now?" Bai Feng Nod in response.
The breeze is blowing, the cicadas are chirping, the birds are singing, and the stars and the moon are shining brightly. The slightly chilly fragrance of flowers lingers in the wind, which not only makes people feel extremely comfortable, but also has the ability to evoke memories of the past. Who wouldn't be in love with this scene? The white phoenix playing the flute before must have touched the scene!
After the song, the two drank tea by candlelight. Zhao Kuo first broke the silence: "Brother Bai knows both music and martial arts. Your master is definitely an extraordinary man."
Bai Feng paused for a moment when she heard the word "Master". The porcelain cup she was about to bring tea to her mouth was also hanging under her lips, and she responded: "My master just passed away a few days ago..."
Zhao Kuo knew that there was a breach of etiquette and was about to change the subject. Seeing that he was panicking, Bai Feng asked in a teasing tone: "What kind of business does Brother Zhao's family do? Now there are wars everywhere and supplies are in short supply everywhere. Is it possible that Brother Zhao's family does a business of selling rare goods?" "
Zhao Kuo laughed loudly after hearing this and said: "Brother Bai is indeed an extraordinary person. He can see the way of our business at a glance. He hoards the goods from the north and transports them to the south where there is no such goods. Although this is against chivalry. But this is a long way, and the road is full of bandits, strange insects and beasts. We also risked our lives to do this business! This time we lost the bet, completely! This is the first time that my little sister has followed us. How could we encounter arrogant bandits while traveling far away?"
