"It turns out to be a jack of all trades," Ahri suddenly became interested, "I just have something I want to inquire about......"

"Ahem, what's there to ask, it's all about Shen Sesame and Rotten Grain," the drunken Arhat sighed, "At that time, I was young and vigorous, and I was just quick for a while, but now I think about it, isn't it just a name, what's the big deal, you can't say that I have committed a sexual precept just because I am called a precept of sex, right? It's just that I've been comfortable for so many years, and I don't want to go back to the temple to be a monk." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"So you haven't committed a sexual precept?" Ahri was surprised, and this sentence once again hurt the heart of the drunken Arhat, and he silently hid in the corner and drank.

Know-it-all smiled, "I can prove this, you look at his body and appearance, you can see that he is a child......"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, but the poor drunken Arhat was too far away, and they didn't know why everyone laughed.

"Well, actually, I didn't mean to ask about that. Ahri felt a little sorry for the drunken Arhat, she just wanted to inquire about Fenghuafang.

"Fenghuafang...... I've heard of this," the know-it-all old man searched for his own memories, and slowly recalled after a while, "That was many years ago, when I was still a young talent, and I was about to make my debut, once I went to the Jiuxuan Sect to do business, and on this Vulture Mountain, I met a funeral team.

There was something strange about the procession that caught my attention, first of all, there was no tablet in front of the coffin, and secondly, the funeral people were all women. ”

"All women?" Ahri suddenly remembered the funeral procession in Rokko Town.

"Exactly, there is another point, they have gone too far, they have gone deep into the mountains, there is a tradition of burying people in the mountains in the city of Sanggo, but usually they are only buried near the mountains to facilitate sacrifices, and they have never seen people buried in the deep mountains and old forests. Because of these three anomalies, I was a little careful, followed them all the way to a valley, watched them put the coffin in a cave, and then left.

I was also curious, and when they were gone, I slipped into the cave, and when I saw that the coffin was not nailed, I opened a crack to peep, but it was an empty coffin. ”

"Empty?"

"Yes, there was nothing, there were no dead people and nothing at all, and I was quite strange at the time, so I went to the city of Brahmana and inquired about it. It turned out that the deceased was the owner of the Qinglou Fenghuafang in the city, known as the Lingyin Piano Master. ”

"I know this," someone in the crowd replied, "Legend has it that the Lingyin Piano Master has perfected her skills and is a heavenly immortal, so she ascended to heaven when she died, and it is normal to have no body." Besides, she is a brothel boss, she has no children and no daughters, and it must be those prostitutes who give her a funeral, where can there be men? She is so old, and all the prostitutes of the year are almost dead, right?"

Ignoring the ridicule of the crowd, the know-it-all old man continued, "This kind of saying was there back then, but I didn't believe it, the body is gone, then she may have turned into a zombie, so I looked for the body everywhere, lest it become a climate and come out to harm people." After searching for a long time to no avail, he had to turn to a friend who had some skills and was able to recall the newly dead soul to find the body. ”

"And did you find it at the end?" Ahri couldn't help but ask.

"No," the know-it-all shook his head, "because I can't recruit her soul at all." ”

"There is no soul? Could it be that her soul is gone? No, there is not even a body, it is simply ashes. Ahri said thoughtfully, "Is she really an immortal who has gone down to earth?" Just like Sister A, after the ashes were wiped out, she directly returned to her place.

"I don't know about that. To say that this lingyin qin master is really a mystery, I have inquired in many ways, and there is no information about her origin. His stunning appearance is really immortal. By the way, I also have a small statue here, which was brought by the hand from Fenghuafang, which is the portrait of the Lingyin piano master, which is really painted like a fairy, I have been carrying it with me for so many years, and I dare not lose it. The know-it-all carefully took out a small scroll from the mezzanine of the jacket on his back and gently unfolded it.

The scroll is very small, only half a foot wide, no more than a foot and a half feet long, although it was very delicately framed at first, but after so many years with the know-it-all, I don't know how many times he showed off, the paper is also a little yellowed and broken, but I can still clearly see that the painting is a bust of a woman.

The woman is not bunched, smiling with flowers, and she is indescribably beautiful and moving...... Ahri chuckled in his heart, why is this person so familiar? If you look closely, she looks a little like herself...... Not to mention the similarity of the face, this hair, this dress...... It's like her who accompanied Ziqing in the mortal world at that time. At that time, the time spent in the mortal world was not short, she became more and more lazy and let go of herself, and others couldn't see her, she was usually comfortable wearing her hair and plain clothes, and Ziqing always said that she was the best looking......

There is a sign on the lower right side of the painting, and there is only one word on the cinnabar print, clear.

Ahri was a little confused, whether this Lingyin girl named after Qin really looked similar to herself, or whether the person in this painting was herself at all. Anyway, this painting is definitely going to get your hands, this is Ziqing's own painting, there may be only one in the world, although he has been in the world for too long, the painting has long been lost Ziqing's breath.

After a little trick, he got the painting in his hands, and Ahri quietly continued to drink and eat meat with everyone, until the middle of the moon, the fire was already dying, and the young man who added firewood fell asleep on the side, and everyone drank almost enough, and half of them fell asleep directly on the ground.

"Have fun tonight, you guys have a good night's sleep. Ahri pretended to be slightly drunk and got up to take his leave, and woke up the boy and asked him to help drag the drunk people back to the house, whichever room is fine, and it is freezing cold, and sleeping outside will freeze to death.

Refusing to be sent off by the gang, Ahri took advantage of the moonlight to return to the small courtyard, where someone was waiting for her.

A figure slowly came out of the dark shadows, and it seemed that it had already arrived. The person who came was dressed in night clothes, his whole body was very tightly wrapped, and his voice was very small, he was a master, and he was a mortal.

"You're here. Ahri was not surprised in the slightest, because it was all within her grasp.

"Yes!"

It was none other than King Chen's personal guard, the little knife. The reason why he appeared here was because Ahri had told him in his dream that that group of people from the rivers and lakes would come to the city and let him wait in the city, and when the prince Lu left, he could come to the girl, and she would have a way to save King Chen.

"Listen up. Ahri said solemnly, "Everything I tell you, you have to do it with your heart, if there is a little difference, your prince will never come back." ”