The few people behind him gradually disappeared, but the sound of the flute in his ears became more and more lively and crisp. He listened attentively, and the waves in his heart became stronger and stronger.
At the end of the road, there is an old willow tree standing, and the branches of the old willow are covered with a pair of jade hands. The white jade hands are as delicate and smooth as suet, and their shape is better than all the art in the world, making people unconscious. I sighed, this is a clever thing made by God. There is a wisp of purple gauze hanging on the jade hand, and the gauze is shaking in the wind, like a cloud falling from the sky.
The gaze climbed up along the jade hands. Two arms as tender as lotus root segments were wrapped in a red gauze skirt. The waist that was grasped was more like willows blown by the spring breeze. The slender legs were gently moved. The ground was stepped on under a piece of sparse light and shadow, leaving two ink-like lines that extended to Yu Zun's feet.
She wore a phoenix crown on her head, and her face was in a trance, as if there was a swaying water pattern. Therefore, although Yu Zun was not far from her, he could not recognize her appearance.
"Are you Yu Shaoxia?" The woman smiled lightly, and her crisp voice was like a silver bell swaying in the long wind, which made people feel a little more open-minded.
A burst of musk followed the gentle breeze and rippled on Yu Zun's lips. He stared there quietly, as if he had not heard the woman's words.
"Sir," the woman who led the way smiled and pulled Yu Zun's sleeves, and then Yu Zun suddenly woke up. This picturesque world, coupled with two stunning beauties, makes people intoxicated.
Yu Zun said "Ah" and looked blankly at the beauty who was leaning in front of the ancient tree. The beauty burst out laughing and said, "Are you Yu Shaoxia?"
"Ah! Yes, I am Yu Zun," Yu Zun said pretending to be profound, but his immature face still showed some of the edges and corners that a young man should have.
The woman lifted her embroidered robe, covered her mouth gently and said, "Yu Shaoxia, do you know who I am?"
Yu Zun looked at the woman blankly, shook his head and said, "How do I know who you are?"
The woman chuckled softly and said, "Then remember, my name is Xiyue and my surname is Hua."
"Hua Xiyue, what a good name," Yu Zun murmured lightly, but his thoughts were wandering to nowhere.
How great would it be if Qier was here? He looked at the two beauties beside him, but he couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. Speaking of which, Qier Qingcheng's appearance was definitely no worse than Hua Xiyue's true appearance.
"Yu Shaoxia, what are you thinking about?" Hua Xiyue looked at him with a smile and said.
Yu Zun lamented, but said without any scruples: "I'm thinking about people!"
"Oh? The girl that Yu Shaoxia misses must be extraordinary," the woman said with a smile on her face.
Yu Zun sighed and said, "But she is no longer in this world."
The woman looked stunned and said, "Young hero, can you tell me in detail?"
Yu Zun shook his head and said bitterly: "My heart is already bleeding, but you want me to reopen the scars in my heart. You are too cruel."
Hua Xiyue shook her head and said calmly: "Then what if the woman you mentioned is related to me?"
Yu Zun smiled helplessly: "You and I don't belong to the same world. How can you know the person I'm thinking of?"
"Sir, who would have expected what happens in this world?" The woman who had just led the way had a pair of smart eyes under her slightly frowning eyebrows, shining with a trace of pure brilliance.
Yu Zun sighed and said: "Qier died because of me." Since the gate of sadness has been opened by the depression in his heart, it might as well be said.
He knew that this was a small world, and the two beauties in front of him did not look like evildoers. Moreover, Qier was dead. Since she said that Qier was related to her, she might get some news about the resurrection of Qier. , so he spoke calmly.
At this time, the mist in the forest has gradually become thinner, and the faint sound of the flute and strings are still floating leisurely in the mountain forest. The warm sunshine is gently applied to the green bamboo forest, like a wisp. The orange silk scarf soothes the cold heart of the mourner.
When Yu Zun finished telling the story of Xue Qier's death, Hua Xiyue's face was completely pale, and the leading woman named Moon God could not suppress the sadness on her face at this moment.
Hua Xiyue sighed quietly and said, "I didn't expect that my little girl would take the first step."
Yu Zun looked shocked and murmured: "My little girl...is this the senior?"
Hua Xiyue smiled bitterly and said, "Young hero, do you think I look like her?" The faint water lines on the woman's face gradually dispersed. When Yu Zun saw her face clearly, there was a roar in his mind. That beautiful face seemed real and illusory, but yet it appeared vividly and appropriately before her eyes.
"Qier..." Yu Zun, whose eyes were red, murmured softly. His thoughts seemed to have gone far away. There were already a few lines of clear tears on his slightly dark face.
"Young Master Yu, to tell you the truth, my aunt and I have been observing you since you and Qier entered the Imperial Prison. It's just that my aunt and I are trapped here, but we can only hear Qier's flute. , come and look for your traces," the Moon God sighed faintly.
"What kind of world is this? Why are you and Senior Xiyue trapped here?" Yu Zun seemed to have not yet recovered from the loss just now. His frustrated face was full of loneliness, and his deep voice was hoarse and jerky.
Hua Xiyue glanced at Cangque lightly and said slowly: "This place is called Qinjian. It is a small world in the fantasy world. The fantasy world is uncertain. What you see of me may be just an afterimage. , or it may be my true body. The fantasy world is undoubtedly the weirdest dimension. If it weren't for the Guqin Qianmo on your body, you wouldn't be able to see the true bodies of me and the Moon God."
"As for why the Moon God and I are trapped here, you can only discover it yourself. Naturally, I am also happy for you to come here. From the moment you entered Lingmao Mountain, I have been paying attention to you. "
Yu Zun asked in confusion: "Could it be that Senior Xiyue and Senior Moon God also fell into the realm of fantasy because of the Battle of the Spirit Nightmare?"
Hua Xiyue and Moon God both smiled knowingly and said, "Of course not. How can I and my aunt be carried by us for thousands of years?"
At this time, Hua Xiyue's color trembled, and she said: "Yu Shaoxia, I can only leave it to you regarding my little girl's resurrection. The Moon God and I may not be able to reappear in this world, so I will teach you the Phantom Flute, along with three piano tunes." Zhang, I hope you practice well and break through the prison realm as soon as possible."
At this time, a jade flute, shining with crystal clear clouds, appeared in Hua Xiyue's hand, and the Moon God offered three chapters of piano music. The music music, like a three-leafed swallowtail, fell leisurely from the sky into the Moon God. In the palm of your hand.
Hua Xiyue gently placed the fantasy flute between her lips, and a mysterious piece of music suddenly appeared in the silent forest. The originally withered and yellow forest leaves regained their green color due to the mysterious music. , and the fallen leaves that fell from the treetops and lingered in the air flew back to the branches of the trees on their own initiative.
What's even more strange is that gorgeous flower buds sprouted between the earth and rocks. As the flower buds bloomed quietly, jade butterflies dazzling with colorful lights fluttered on the flowers and leaves, and flew away lightly. Before I knew it, the lush forest was already a sea of flowers, with fish, insects, flowers and birds playing so uncomfortably among them, and the source of all these visions was just a piece of mysterious music played by Hua Xiyue.
At this time, the Moon God also offered a Guqin. The Moon God was sitting next to the Guqin, lightly brushing the strings with his fingers. In this quiet forest, a mysterious mountain appeared, and the towering mysterious mountain reached into the clouds. On the mountain, a waterfall flows down, and the waterfall crashes into the mountain stream. When you climb up, there is a majestic roar of the mountains and rivers, but it echoes the flowers and birds of Hua Xiyue.
It was originally a forest with howling autumn wind, but now it was as if the world had changed, as if I had gone from a cold winter night to a gentle and warm spring day.
Yu Zun was waiting quietly in this warm time. He seemed to see the woman who was as clear as water and as light as pure fragrance. She looked back with a smile and glanced lightly. At that time, time seemed to slow down. .
The long phantom flute, the clanging xylophone, and at this moment a xylophone actually appeared above his head. The xylophone landed quietly in front of him. He closed his eyes and gently placed his hands on the strings.
A bleak piano sound played out the deep sorrow in his heart, like a swift wind passing through the mountain stream, like a flying kite flying into the clouds, and sitting on the xylophone was a little girl with twinkling eyes. There was a glimmer of crystal in the room, and before she knew it, the little girl burst into tears.
At this time, Hua Xiyue and Luna's music gradually stopped. There was also a trace of sadness in their eyes. Hua Xiyue's eyes even shed a line of clear tears. She murmured, She whispered, as if calling her daughter, the daughter who had been separated since she was a child.
Moon God took out a piece of brocade, gently wiped the tears on Hua Xiyue's face, and whispered: "Auntie, he will save Qier, he will."
Hua Xiyue nodded lightly, her red eyes gradually filled with a layer of longing and frustration.
The cold strings were broken and the sound of the piano was dead. Yu Zun gradually opened his melancholy eyes, but it was still difficult to escape from the past. He quietly stroked the body of the piano. She also played this piece of music back then, and he only listened to it. It happened once, but she played it today. But when she played this piece of music, who was she missing?
Hua Xiyue glanced at Yu Zun lightly and said softly: "Young hero, Yue Shen and I can't keep you in this world for too long. Today, the music score of the three chapters of Phantom Flute and Yuexia will be passed on to you. As for the mystery, you still need to understand it carefully in the future. When the fog dissipates, the Moon God and I will disappear again. If we are destined, we will meet again in a thousand years."
"When the time comes, I hope you can come and see me with Qier." Hua Xiyue's voice gradually faded away, like a piece of mist gradually floating in the wind, and the figures of Hua Xiyue and Luna were also like a piece of smoke. The ripples of water gradually dispersed into the fading clouds and disappeared.
At this time, Yu Zun appeared next to Dugu Yinche and others. They were still closing their eyes and quietly enjoying the faint music in the forest. Someone even started playing impromptu, and while everyone was intoxicated, At this time, a discordant tune broke the rare silence and beauty.
At this time, as the evil rhythm began to sound, all the green bamboo leaves in the sky fell from the branches. With a muffled sound, a bright blood light appeared, like a blooming blood rose. Like this, the originally quiet and pure environment was immediately destroyed. The bamboo leaf seemed to be swaying leisurely on the horizon, but when it came close, it turned into a sharp blade and slashed across everyone's body.
And the muffled groan just now was made by the person whose throat was slit by a bamboo leaf. The evil rhythm was strange and erratic, and the numerous fallen leaves were also swaying in the air. No one could guarantee that the bamboo leaf would turn out in the next moment. Whose throat will be slit.
At this time, several more muffled groans were made, and three people fell in the blood. Among them was a woman wrapped in black gauze, who was the disciple of the Moon Worshiping Sect of the Moon Kingdom. The plump and graceful woman held a sharp sword in her hand and said in a cold voice: "Who is doing mischief in the dark? How can he be so sneaky?"
However, the strange melody not only did not weaken at all, but also gradually strengthened. At this time, someone shouted: "Use the melody to resist the traitor's methods."
Everyone was startled, and they all raised their jade flutes, silver flutes, or xylophones, and played the secrets they had just comprehended in the bamboo forest.
As the music played, all kinds of visions happened. Everyone was startled, watching in disbelief as the dead leaves floating in the sky gradually turned green, or the fallen leaves around them seemed to have souls, dancing gracefully. It began to fly, and what was even worse was that the fallen leaves under some people's feet actually formed a columnar tornado due to the music. The tornado whirled rapidly in the air, but it was much more fierce than the previous vision.
