"Brother Mu, have you heard of this too?"

"No ......" Mu Shan looked embarrassed, pretended to walk to the window, and said: "It's a little close to the fire, it feels too hot, I want to blow the wind for a while, cool and cool." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Out of a woman's intuition, Xiuniang's eyes wandered back and forth on Mu Shan and Sima Yuchen, and asked meaningfully: "Zhou Gongzi, this story must be very exciting, can you tell us more?" ”

"Hehe, I'm sorry, after all, it's a scandal of the two great families, and they naturally won't publicize it to the outside world, and all I know is just a little scratch."

Mu Shan saw Zhou Yu's clear and deep eyes, and understood that he had guessed that he had something to do with those things, so he smiled at him knowingly and said, "Gong Jin, did you play the song just now?" It's so nice, what's it called? ”

"Hehe, the name of the song is "Passing Away". It is impossible to figure out who created this song, but this tune is melodious and tactful, with the tranquility and beauty of sunset and dusk, but it also contains a trace of reluctance and regret, which makes people feel like they are on the scene and difficult to extricate themselves. ”

Zhou Yu's right index finger lightly tapped the palm of his left hand, and said softly in line with the beautiful rhythm: "The fly in the ointment is that there is only half a volume of fragments, and the back part has long been missing. ”

"Half a roll?" Mu Shan obviously didn't know anything about music, but a strange feeling floated in his heart, as if he had a little desire, and blurted out: "Gong Jin, can you show me the score?" ”

"What's the matter, Brother Mu also understands music?" Although Zhou Yu had doubts in his eyes, he still took out an ancient yellowed parchment scroll from his arms: "This is what I got with great difficulty." Don't hide it from Brother Mu, according to the family teacher's speculation, this song should be a song that conjures souls and dies. ”

"The three souls and seven souls of a person, the soul of heaven and the soul of the earth are always outside, circulating in the six realms of the three realms, after a person dies, the soul of life and the seven spirits will enter the reincarnation of the underworld, and some of these souls may be scattered because of external factors, and they will not be reborn from now on. Legend has it that this song can condense and recall the wandering soul and soar to the top. ”

"The Song of the Conjuring of the Dead...... Mu Shan's eyes were firmly fixed on the characters on the parchment scroll, those twisted and twisted, unknown symbols, but at this moment they gave Mu Shan a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"It's still early, I'll go outside to hunt a few prey and come back, and give everyone a tooth sacrifice." Sun Ce picked up the tiger head Zhan golden gun on the ground, got up and strode towards the door: "Gong Jin, Mu Shan, and two girls, you have the right to rest here, and I will come when I go." ”

"I'll go too." Mu Shan rolled up the sheepskin in his hand, returned it to Zhou Yu, and said, "I'm a good hand at hunting." And, oddly enough, this village always felt a little familiar to me, as if something was waiting for me to come back, and I wanted to wander around and maybe find something. ”

"Mu Shan, Brother Sun, it's snowing outside, out of this gate, there is not even a little guide signpost, it's easy to get lost, it's better to wait until tomorrow, let's go on the road together, and we can take care of each other."

"It's okay." Sun Ce smiled heartily and strode towards the door: "I'm the son of Sun Jian, the Jiangdong Tiger, if I don't even know the way, how can I lead troops to fight with people in the future." Mu Shan, I'll go first, let's see which of us brings the prey back first. ”

"Don't forget that I was the first to discover this place. Since I was able to find it in the vast snow, it proved that I was destined for it, and no matter how I went, I would not get lost. Mu Shan patted his chest and said confidently: "I don't know if there are pheasants around here, roast pheasants are my best." Xiuniang, Yuchen, Gongjin, you have to have a good mouth. ”

"I ......"

"You stay here, don't go anywhere, I don't want to look for you everywhere in the snow and ice." As soon as Mu Shan saw Sima Yuchen speak, he quickly blocked her next words, and strode out of the door: "You guys are here, waiting for me to return triumphantly!" ”

The wind and snow are vast and boundless, and the houses on both sides have been wrapped in snowflakes, blurring their outlines.

"Hey......, it's this song again......" walked out of the village, the whirring wind in his ears gradually fell silent, replaced by a flute sound that he had heard before, trickling like snow melting, warm like the winter sun volleying, from the far ahead, through the wind and snow barrier, clearly heard.

"The woman's singing voice ......" Mu Shan only felt a vague chanting, mixed with the sound of the flute, gradually from high to low, as if there was a faint sad woman, affectionately leaning on the railing and looking out, full of grief and joy.

"This voice, it seems that I have heard it somewhere...... Mu Shan's eyes gradually became cloudy, and his feet seemed to be manipulated, step by step, firmly moving forward, leaving deep footprints, and gradually disappearing into the dense wind and snow.

"Plum blossoms, are they blooming again?" Whispering softly, Mu Shan only felt that there seemed to be a person standing beside him, although he couldn't see it, but he was very sure that the person was beside him, staring at him silently.

Ahead, a snow plum tree, blooming in the wind, covered with snow, full of branches, but it was difficult to hide the bright red, like the blood hidden under the skin, as if the promise once made to her, no matter how far away, how cold the night, it was still hot.

"Why don't you speak?" Mu Shan looked sideways, but he felt as if he had lost something, and his surroundings were empty, only the wind and snow were still there.

“…… Here, I've been here before......" Mu Shan's eyes moved away from the plum tree, and fell on a snow-covered attic next to him, and his steps began to move forward, like a wanderer who was away from home, and was finally able to return to his roots.

"Yuchen, why are you here!" In a trance, Mu Shan seemed to see Sima Yuchen standing under the plum tree, staring at him stupidly: "No, you are not Yuchen...... you, you are ...... Yan Xia ......"

"I ......" suddenly, like sadness, joy, and confusion, an indescribable emotion, frantically surging into his heart, making Mu Shan at a loss and in a dilemma.

"How can I have a shameless daughter like you, I really lost all the face of our Yan family!"

Mu Shan suddenly heard an old angry shout from behind him, and when he looked back, he saw more than a dozen people with blurred faces, standing behind him at some point, with a fierce momentum.

"Xia'er, go back with me immediately, knock out the evil seed in my stomach, I can still act as if nothing happened!"

"No, Dad, I can't do that. This is my blood and bones, and I will not abandon him no matter what. Yan Xia gently stroked her stomach and said in a firm tone: "Dad, you should be able to understand my feelings, just like you will not abandon me no matter what the situation is." ”

The child ......, whose child ......

Mu Shan's body trembled slightly, and suddenly, an uncontrollable fear surged in his heart, and he wanted to shout loudly, but all the words seemed to be blocked in his throat by an invisible big hand, and he could only make a low and weird "Hehe" sound.