Zhong Huaiqing's musical attainments were already very strong, and after being bought and sold by Lixi Ziqiang, he went to a higher level, but he had just woken up from the joy of Yu Qingchen playing with him, and he was keenly aware of what was wrong.

The mood is disturbed, and if you play it again, you can only be unable to make a chapter, and even if you stop it, the sound of the piano is interrupted, leaving only a long whirlwind like a sigh of the flute, and it has also achieved a very brilliant ending.

"There is a beautiful woman who will never forget it. I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy. Jing Xuan is only shallow in learning, and only knows the sweetness of the song, but he doesn't know where there is a free and lamenting movement in the phoenix. ”

Put down the jade flute, soothe your eyebrows and sideburns, show your eyes clearly, and your eyelashes are shallow.

"When Sima composed, the meaning of the song should be sweet and intense, lingering and longing, and Zhuo's white-headed chant, playing this music when bidding farewell poems, I am afraid that there is only more and more sadness, how to have no free sigh of joy. ”

Suddenly, Zhong Huaiqing only felt that his thinking had never been so agile and clear, and he didn't want to think about it, so he opened his mouth and came immediately.

"Sima is talented, but the love is easy to thin, can eventually repent, but also inevitably flawed, Jing Xuan narrow-minded, can sing but can not innovate, only love together, cherished all his life, two colors can not have, although there are many people with two hearts, Jing Xuan will not be among them, if this is violated, willing to be respected, one should have, all by the respect. ”

Glancing at Zhong Huaiqing, he couldn't see how happy and relieved, and he couldn't see dissatisfaction and contempt, if Zhong Huaiqing dared to have two hearts, then everything would inevitably depend on her, and all life and death would be decided by her, but now this is just him saying it himself, satisfaction is a little, but he doesn't need to really care about it.

The corners of his eyes are still crooked, and he said so, originally he just had some feelings, but now that he has these words, it can be regarded as a surprise, and he can still be a little happy.

"The deity is sincere at the moment, but remembering this moment in the mortal world, he is quite emotional. ”

"There are few people in the world who are infatuated with amazing talents, and there are many people who are unsentimental, or they are very affectionate, but all those who can devote themselves to the study of the Tao in the cultivation world, most of what I have heard is or has not tasted the heart, or the heart has been moved for a lifetime, and the exception is especially rare. ”

Smiled and put away the jade flute, looking at Zhong Huaiqing's eyes with a little subtlety.

"In the past 10,000 years, what you said may not be true, but the reincarnation of the heavens, the sky is uncertain, this time and that time, hundreds of thousands of years at every turn, Jing Xuan knows that tens of thousands of years ago, there were many people who cultivated the world and many people who were infatuated?"

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and then he remembered that in that period of the cultivation world, there was almost no history but everyone tacitly understood that the Venerable had not yet intervened in the rectification era, and the cultivation world was more chaotic than the mortal world, that is, the loyalty in the eyes of the demon world was definitely different from ordinary people.

Dodged a small trap, and the topic had been tilted to another place, Yu Qingchen didn't know where the interest came from, so he actually sat opposite Zhong Huaiqing and began to talk about what happened many years ago.

These events that can leave relatively clear traces in Yu Qingchen's memory are naturally all quite bizarre, even if there are exceptions, they all have their merits, the source of materials can be followed to the bamboo tribe, when the immortals are all over the ground, and then they can go down to the period of Lixizi Nanzhuang, of course, it must be a rumor that Lixizi himself does not know.

Zhong Huaiqing was fascinated for a while, including the little paper crane who came back at some point, squatting down and listening, occasionally asking questions, adding, and exclaiming, but the period that can be supplemented by them is too little, most of them are supplemented with some rumors without evidence, these rumors are either exposed or confirmed here by Yu Qingchen, which also amazed the two of them.

Even if the things in the middle of the retreat for many years may not be very clear, Yu Qingchen, who is quite generous in front of Zhong Huaiqing's little paper crane and has made a new breakthrough, is not stingy and uses secret techniques to verify the authenticity of those rumors.

It wasn't until the sunset fell and Xinghan hung in the air that he woke up the person and a crane, and Yu Qingchen's narration stopped in time, in fact, even Yu Qingchen didn't think it was open, but who made tonight Chinese New Year's Eve.

The firecrackers sounded, and the sound even reached the huge garden, but even ordinary people could hear the Anju house, not to mention that the creatures in the house were not deaf and clear, and their five senses were keen.

One shook himself out of the courtyard, listened attentively, and witnessed the bustling noise with his own eyes.

Where the firecrackers sound, the green smoke curls, the clouds cover the moon, the stars are bright, some people hold fireworks, put them far away, the colors are mixed and intertwined, and the comparison with the cultivation world is rough and simple, but there is an extra smell of fireworks, looking at it, it seems to smell the sulfur smell in the smoke.

I bought a skewer of snacks, the burrs can be faintly seen on the bamboo skewers, the mutton is wrapped in a layer of egg batter, and a layer of sesame peanuts is sprinkled after frying, crispy and soft, juicy and strong, that is, the mutton smell is a little heavier and greasy.

Unconsciously, in the crowd of people walking around the street with lanterns and firecrackers in celebration, the palms of the two hands quietly touched together, and then I don't know who started and held each other loosely.