"After a thousand years of being buried in the ground, haven't you changed your habits?" Xu Xing, who played the flute, looked at the person in front of him who looked exactly like him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After hearing this, the "Xu Xing", who was still hugging Wu Xi tightly just now, suddenly let out a crisp cracking sound, and then a crack appeared in his head, which became longer and longer, and even extended to the surface of his feet, followed by Article 2 and Article 3. The cracks on his body became more and more dense, and finally, as if they could no longer stick to them, these porcelain-like shards began to peel off one after another, scattered around his body.

A man in a green robe with long hair and a shawl appeared in front of Wu Xi's eyes, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be drawn with ink, with moderate shades and handsome and unparalleled. He smiled at Xu Xing: "I still let you find it, it seems that I can't escape this time." ”

Xu Xing ignored him, put the flute to his lips again, and played it again. As soon as the music sounded, Wu Xi found that there were a few more figures behind Xu Xing, no, or a group of figures—those porcelain people. At this time, those people gathered more and more, and there were more than a few hundred people. They stretched out their miserable white hands and danced a strange dance towards the man in green clothes, and after a while, they actually surrounded him in the middle.

Seeing this, the man suddenly laughed out loud: "Xu Xing, you won me today, but I don't have anything to regret, but at least you lost at one point," he glanced at Wu Xi meaningfully, "I tasted the taste of this little lady before you, and it was very good." ”

"When you die, you have to be hard-mouthed." Xu Xing's flute suddenly became urgent, one after another, one after another, as if it was about to fly out of the sky. The movements of the porcelain people also increased with the music, and they swarmed up, drowning the man in Tsing Yi in an instant. Just when Wu Xi thought that everything was going to end, the porcelain figures in the innermost part suddenly exploded, followed by the outer circle, one after another, and in an instant, countless porcelain pieces that were blown apart splashed out. In the middle of the circle, a life-size paper figure dragged the man in Tsing Yi into the air and flew high into the air.

A white light flashed, and the Heavenly Escape Sword flew through the mist and rushed into the air to cut it off, and just as they were about to fall, the man in Tsing Yi pulled something out of his wide sleeve and threw it down.

"It's Wu You, Xu Xing, save Wu You."

Hearing Wu Xi's voice, Xu Xing jumped towards the place where Wu You fell, grabbed her by the waist, and fell steadily from the air. But when he looked up again to look for the man in Tsing Yi, he found that he had disappeared into the vast mist with the paper man.

"Xu Xing, what's going on with that paper man?" Wu Xi panted and ran to Xu Xing's side and asked him.

Xu Xing took the Heavenly Dun Sword back into his palm and looked at the sky with a serious expression, "It's Lin Sheng, that paper man, no, this whole thing is his masterpiece." ”

"I don't understand Xu Xing, why did he do this? He also had to intervene in the matter of the red coat last time, but what was the reason for him to do this? ”

Xu Xing smiled sadly: "Maybe he did it for fun, maybe he just came on a whim, or maybe there was no reason at all." ”

Wu Xi was so shocked by Xu Xing's words that he didn't know how to respond for a while: With so many lives and so many endless blood debts, is it just a way for that person to play the world?

"The man in Tsing Yi, he ......"

"Interested in him?" Xu Xing raised his head and looked at Wu Xi.

Wu Xi's face suddenly turned red: "How could I be interested in him?" Where do you want to go? I just ......"

"He's a musician," Xu Xing interrupted Wu Xi's incoherent explanation, "a musician a thousand years ago." ”

In the third year of Taoism, a band came to Tokyo, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, which attracted high-ranking officials and nobles to be invited. It is said to be a band, but in fact there is only one member, a flute musician named Qingyu. The other members are porcelain figures.

The sound of the blue bird's flute is clear and ethereal, as if it can blow into people's hearts, but this is not the most attractive part. The most peculiar thing about this is that whenever his flute sounds, the hundreds of porcelain figures behind him will dance to the rhythm, each of them has different movements, like flying, like walking, like standing upright, and like leaning, each movement is not out of order, but the combination is so graceful and beautiful.

The green fish played the flute and wandered among these porcelain figures, with a green robe and a white simple body. Every guest here was attracted by his untouchable demeanor, especially those ladies who wanted to hang their eyes on him forever.

The news of Qingyu soon reached the imperial palace, and the emperor at that time, Zhao Guangyi, after hearing about his strange affairs, summoned Qingyu and his dancers to the palace and asked him to play a song for the civil and military officials on his birthday.

After the song was finished, Zhao Guangyi was greatly admired, and personally walked to the main hall to hold Qingyu's hands, and implored him to stay as a musician in the court. But Qingyu kowtowed to the old emperor several times and refused his request. He said that he was accustomed to wandering, and that the most beautiful music could only be played in the mountains.

Zhao Guangyi was rejected for the first time in his life, but he was not angry at his birthday banquet, so he had to let Qingyu and his porcelain man go. Instead of returning to his lodgings, he took the porcelain men out of the city overnight, and they traveled day and night, but after a few days, they were caught up hundreds of miles away from the capital.

Chasing them was the famous general Li Jilong, and Qing Yu stepped forward and saluted when he saw this: "General Li led so many people to hurry, is it because there is a war ahead?" ”

"Sir, the emperor can't forget your performance for a long time, and I bother you to go back to the palace with us."

"I'm afraid it's too late......"

"What's too late?"

"There are still three days to travel from here to the capital, and today's saint, I'm afraid I won't be able to last until that time."

"Bold." Li Jilong jumped off his horse with an angry shout, and suddenly put the knife on Qingyu's neck, "If you commit such a deception, how can you be a demon who can say it." Qingyu, since you came to the capital, there have been endless incidents of disappearances of female dependents from all walks of life, and the number of your porcelain figures is increasing, do you think that the saints do not know about these today? And that jade flute, it disappeared after you left, and you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you? It's just that the saint does respect you as a strange person, and he doesn't want to worry about you, he just wants to keep you in the palace, but not only do you not know how to lift, but you also want to curse here today, which is really not a pity to die. ”

Qingyu sighed deeply: "General Li, the emperor will die within three days, even if I go back, I will only accompany him to the funeral, it is better to ask the general to give me a good time here." ”