A wooden sword made of ten years of green bamboo, one gold coin and one handle, come and see what you need!"

"The best green bamboo sword used by beginners, one gold coin with three handles, two gold coins with five handles, a big sale!"

"Sell bamboo flowers, three golden ......!"

"Bamboo mats, bamboo beds, bamboo screens, bamboo baskets, bamboo steamers, bamboo flat tans, bamboo dustpans, baskets, bamboo chopsticks, bamboo recliners, bamboo chairs, bamboo back cages, bamboo wind chimes ......!"

In a bamboo products store, there are guys shouting at the door of the store, but there are people coming and going in front of the door, and only a few people occasionally enter the store to see, and there is no desire to buy at all!

In this town, bamboo is everywhere, so the residents of the town can easily cut a lot of bamboo on weekdays, and all kinds of bamboo products are like fish in the sea, and there are countless bamboo products.

So outsiders will look at it twice and buy something.

As for the local people, some simple things, go out and cut two bamboos by themselves, and they will do it themselves, who doesn't have this craft? Everyone has no shortage at home, so the business in the store is quite bleak.

There are only some more complicated ones that need to be made up, and residents are too lazy to do them, so they will go to the store to buy them.

But those things, buying one is enough to use for a long time, and they are not things that need to be used often.

They came out of Lu Town, but they were quite curious and bought a few gadgets.

Mo Chenxiao took Gu Xiaoshi and Lu Ying to the bamboo garden.

The unique culture of Qingzhu Town is the infinite green bamboo, although it is a gift from the landform, it has become a symbol of the whole town.

The bamboo garden is a beautiful and exquisite bamboo forest, and there are also people running businesses in it, but the number of people is small.

And the things in this are more than ten times more expensive than the outside, and an ordinary bamboo sword dares to ask for more than a dozen gold coins.

And the high-quality bamboo sword in this is directly over 10,000 yuan. 【...!ichi Literature&#最快更新】

It can be said to be a luxury among bamboo products.

Of course, that bamboo sword is also extraordinary, and it comes from the hands of extraordinary people.

The loose people of Qingzhu Town.

The summer breeze is sparse!

He decorated the bamboo garden with great elegance and tranquility, and there was no debris on the ground, except for the evenly distributed soil, which was the withered yellow bamboo leaves scattered on the ground, and the spacing of each bamboo was also very reasonable.

The bamboo in this bamboo garden is also extraordinary, it is extremely rare Bixin bamboo, the color of the bamboo inside and outside is unified, there is no distinction between the epidermis and the bamboo pole, this kind of Bixin bamboo is extremely tough, the bamboo knots are evenly distributed, look up, a piece of green, make people pleasing to the eye.

There are benches in the bamboo garden for people to rest.

There are also people who hold up large umbrellas here, sell desserts, and eat.

Because the purpose of everyone coming here is because the air here is fresh, the environment is beautiful, and the owner of the garden often caresses the piano for fun.

Because of this, it can be said that there is an endless stream of people in the bamboo garden.

In the center of the bamboo garden, there is an eight-story bamboo tower, the design is very bizarre, there is a mechanism to transport the water to the top of the tower, and then the water flows through a small bamboo trough, so that the water flows back and forth on the bamboo tiles, and finally flows down from the corner of the eaves!

The bamboo tower is not high, it is full height

If it is less than ten meters, it is naturally impossible to enter people, and it is purely ornamental.

The bamboo tower is built on the edge of the small lake, and on the small lake, a small pavilion is built, pure white.

The lake is paved with some buoys and floats on the lake.

To get to the pavilion, you have to walk these buoys.

According to the people around, this pavilion is the place where the summer breeze sparsely plays the piano.

Or tactful, or sluggish, or crying like a complaint, or a dragon swimming in the sea of clouds, full of sorrow, full of expression, chic and uninhibited!

As he spoke.

Suddenly, a gust of wind and clouds swam away, and an emerald green figure, like a glimpse through flowers, had swept past everyone, like a fairy in Lingbo, swept across the turquoise bamboo sea, stepped on the lake, the lake surface rippled slightly, and the figure had already fallen on the pavilion.

I saw that man, holding the long qin in his arms, white hair like silk, flying in the wind, his eyebrows were like the sunset, he looked at the colors of the world, bowed his head slightly, smiled, and the long qin in his hand was already placed on the stone table.

The man's eyes were slightly closed, his fingers flicked slightly, and a wisp of soft groan wafted out of the breeze, like soft eyes facing each other, as if they had stopped for a long time to look at each other.

It's like smoke.

Ding, ding, ding.......

The sound of the piano rose suddenly, and from the slightest wisp of looking at each other, there was an anxious urgency, as if he was impatient, as if he did not dare to wait any longer, as if he was about to spit out the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

The sound of the piano cut in, becoming more and more urgent, like singing.

Scold!

The tone goes straight into the sky, as if a sharp sword soars into the air, cutting through all delusions.

Suddenly, the man's hands moved in unison, swaying wantonly.

Such as the Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Such as the battlefield vertical and horizontal.

Like a group of demons dancing wildly, the sound is chaotic.

The hoarse sound was faintly heard in it, and then gradually stirred, as if the golden iron horse had been buried on the battlefield, and as if the demons had fallen into the dusk.

A pick, a pick.

One pick, one flirtation......

The staccato tone, like the last embers of life, goes to the sun like a moth to a fire, and falls into the aftermath.

One on and off the other......

One on and off the other......

The low sound of the deep sound, coming with the wind, seemed to be whispering, telling the inch of tenderness, sobbing softly, and hurting one sentence at a time......

The tone of regret, drifting in the wind, was slightly abrupt in the murmur, but there was a sound of approval, and it was also dancing in the wind.

The sound of the funeral sounded in everyone's ears, and a tear hit the coffin and dripped down the mourning hall.

The white cloth hung in the air, weeping and pity, and dying one step at a time......

......

"Today's piano sound is quite sad!" a plainly dressed girl whispered.

She is a waitress in Chuk Yuen, helping to take care of some of the livelihood of Chuk Yuen, as well as some chores.

There are many waiters like her in the bamboo garden.

"There's a sense of sadness, like someone is crying!" commented one visitor.

"Today's summer breeze is quite different, I have heard him play a piano music as sharp as a sword, and at that moment, I almost thought of me

I'm also a sword, so I'm going to stab that sharp blow!"

"This is the sword in his heart, which is conveyed through the meaning of the piano, so that you have that illusion, in fact, it is not an illusion, but it is true, if he doesn't keep his hand, you will stab that sword, but the result, it may be that your hand is broken ....... ”

A man next to him explained.

"I heard that he is called a sword with his heart, although he has no sword in his hand, but he has a weapon in his heart, you are immersed in his piano sound, you are immersed in his sword intent world, that is to say, at that time, you were controlled by him!"

They are all people who practice martial arts, and they all have some feelings, but this person understands kendo more than others.

However, it is much different from the summer breeze.

Xia Fengshu was still playing the song, and the tone was intermittent, as if it was an endless sorrow.

After a while, in this downturn, he rushed out of the iron horse Jingo, crisscrossed and fought on the battlefield.

The sound of gold and iron resonating, the hoarse shouts, and the trampling sound of the iron horsemen gathered a momentum that opened the sky, violently breaking through the chaos, and the natural sound of all things flowed.

The grass that broke the ground and sprouted gradually rose from the end of the earth, like a sharp sword, piercing the sky.

Stir up the sea of clouds and churn.

The rain of swords is like a forest, shooting down the dust and cutting off the red dust and vanity.

In the vast wilderness, a path to move forward is opened.

The fingers wrapped the sharp blade with tenderness, and the crazy emotion like fire was burning, stretching, gentle and cold......

Infinite meaning flowed under his fingers.

His piano music seems to have no end, just like that, in this bamboo garden, in this small lake......

Occasionally, the fish of the lake would swim up and perform a merry dance for him, only to be frightened by his killing sound and hide at the bottom of the lake.

There are several tea houses by the lake, where people sit and listen.

Listen to the song.

Listen to the sword in the song.

Listen to the sword.

They are all martial arts practitioners, and they have gained a lot over time.

Xia Fengshu's state of mind has long been precipitated into the twilight, and under the full white hair, there are endless vicissitudes.

He has lost his blood, he has lost his pursuit, and he has only a free, debauched, uninhibited heart.

In this forest garden, in the sound of the piano, express the meaning of the heart.

"Chenxiao, isn't this person very powerful?" Gu Xiaoshi asked cautiously.

"I can't see clearly, it seems to be quite strong!" Mo Chenxiao responded.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"Ask about the country with a sword smile, Ling Chen's song is bright in the world, who said that there is no gentleman in the world, and the snow stains the road for a long time!"

"Ten years of long snow dyeing and sparse summer breeze in Beicang, easily fade out of Beicang, this is not your style!"

A voice rang out on the other side of the lake.

The man was dressed in a gray robe, and he was also an old man, faintly visible, his hair half black and half white.

The man in the pavilion did not speak, did not even look up, and let the man speak in detail.

"Someone is thinking about you, so you don't plan to go back

See?"

"Your friend, you are still fighting, the land of heavenly words is opened, and there are living beings there, ravaging Jingyun, Beicang, Yunyan, and the Three Kingdoms are not at peace, maybe ten years later, when you think of Beicang, it has become a ruin. ”

These words made Xia Fengshu's piano sound also stunned, but in an instant, it returned to normal.

"You've mistaken someone, I'm not the one you're looking for!"

"Hahaha, you haven't even changed your name, you just stayed away from Beicang and came here to live in seclusion, how can I admit my mistake!"

"Who are you?" Xia Fengshu asked.

"When you return to Beicang, you will understand!" said the gray-robed old man.

"The summer breeze of the year, the moment you stepped out of Beicang, no longer belonged to Beicang, no matter what the purpose of your trip was, and no matter who you were, it had nothing to do with me. Xia Fengshu said flatly.

"You don't want to know the secrets of the Land of Heavenly Words, and her life was sacrificed there. ”

Xia Feng heard the words and was silent for a long time.

The gray-robed man did not urge, and said after a long time:

"The situation has long since changed, and the Land of Celestial Whispers has opened, you should know what the consequences will be!"

"Hmm, who are you, you don't have to pretend to be a ghost?" Xia Fengshu asked.

This person's purpose is not pure, and it is impossible for him to be from the Three Kingdoms who came to ask for help.

He faintly felt a strange aura in this person, very dim.

This person will not be of the right path.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, I'm from the Xuan Hades Temple!"

"Xuanying Palace!!" Xia Feng frowned, "Your purpose is the Land of Heavenly Words?"

"We want that legendary ear!"

"Listen to the Voice of the Three Realms!"

Legend has it that the Land of Heavenly Whispers has one ear that can hear the Three Realms.

If someone can get it, they can use it to listen to the voices of the upper realms.

What kind of horror is this?

(End of chapter)

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