"This song is so weird..."

"It's no surprise that this genre is sure to shake up the times. ”

"Brother, are you serious?"

Xia Ji nodded, very confident, he was a little strange, shouldn't Bai Peach Blossom be shocked and moved? Why do you say weird? Shouldn't she be shocked by this epoch-making work? After all, feelings are all common, right?

Three days later.

Ah Ku led a group of guards to the Le Palace to set up the stage, and then it was time for the audition.

Xia Ji and Murong Yanran are pseudonyms Wang Fu and Wang Yan, and the song and dance troupe is called "Peach Blossom Baili".

Murong Yanran has a very strong learning ability, she only watched the score once and practiced a few times before learning it.

The music palace is a place of singing in Gusu.

The high platform stands tall, the red silk on it is like a dream, falling and pulling up from all directions, the brocade swaying and rippling like a quiet ripple, and the moonlight falls on the stage from the middle, casting a bright ice flower.

After ten years of killing and robbery, this music palace has been closed for almost ten years, and many song and dance troupes have fallen apart because of this, so the government is also very welcoming to the new song and dance troupe.

"Please Miss Wang Yan of the Peach Blossom Baili Song and Dance Troupe", and the music sounded.

This soundtrack is still okay, after all, the musicians were all selected by Xia Ji, and now he looks at people with divine understanding, and a few catties and taels all fall into his eyes.

There are not many guests seated, maybe this is the first re-formed song and dance troupe in Jiangnan after the disaster, right?

After a long time, he came out, holding a pipa in his hand and covering his face with red veil.

Bai Taohua silently complained in her heart - so ashamed.

Then he stood in front of the stage and hugged the pipa, and said softly: "Never sink, I hope to inspire everyone, in every crying night, every painful silent moment, to have some courage to face and invigorate." ”

After saying that, Bai Peach only felt that the weirdness had reached the extreme.

She inspires everyone?

Just kidding, right?

If she doesn't kill everyone, even if her subordinates are merciful.

If it weren't for Xia Ji, these people would be qualified to listen to her sing?

If it weren't for the forgetfulness of power, if you sang it one moment, the next moment it would make them all forget.

- What a foolish lord.

- Forget it, sing it, my brother is watching.

Bai Peach took a deep breath, she closed her eyes, tried her best to blend in, and the reel plucked the strings three or two times, and a strange musical tune flowed out.

She tried her best to immerse herself in the mood of the song.

Then a clear and deliberately muffled voice slowly came out:

At this moment, we are sad and silent

At this moment, tears could not be held back and dripped down

At this moment, clench your fists and say to you

We are not vulnerable in the dark

...

...

Xia Ji closed his eyes and listened, feeling that he sang well, as if he had returned to his previous life, and if Bai Taohua went to his previous life to be a star, he would probably be a first-class singer.

Think about it again, Bai Taohua's acting talent is also very strong, maybe she can be a movie queen and become a big name.

However...

Only two lines were sung.

The audience watching the Gusu Le Palace was noisy, and by the time the sentence "You inspire me" arrived, many people had already stood up and were ready to leave.

Xia Ji was obviously aware of this scene.

It was different from what he expected.

Shouldn't you be shocked, applauded, and then wept bitterly, and then redeemed in this song?

More and more people are getting up...

Many people have already gone out the door.

It seems irreparable.

They didn't like the song, or the tune they couldn't get used to.

More and more people are leaving.

No one can stop them.

Xia Ji's face was full of question marks.

After a little thought, he figured out why.

In fact, this is very normal, because of the different styles of music, people have not adapted to this kind of music, even if it is appropriate, if the first feeling is weird, then how can you not put into it, if you can't put it in, you can't understand the feelings in detail.

He sighed helplessly, he seemed to have lost his judgment in some aspects, compared to being in the royal capital, he didn't seem to be able to flirt with others, hmm... It also seems to have lost normal judgment in terms of feelings.

- The plotter has no intention, playing against the saints, is this his current state of mind?

And at this moment...

Suddenly, the pipa on the stage was plucked like wind and thunder, and the sound was extremely loud and melodious, but it was like hiding magic, like seeing the sun through the clouds, so that everyone who left the table couldn't help but stop.

Looking back, I saw that on the stage where the light of the ice wheel fell, the eldest lady with a hundred miles of peach blossoms was like a person in a dream, holding the pipa.

The white peach blossom five fingers were plucked, and the tune was directly changed to another...

With worry and affection, it lacks the original depression and encouragement, but pure loneliness and sadness, but it exudes an ethereal spirit.

She closed her eyes and immersed herself in it.

In a flash...

Heaven and earth are silent.

Then open your mouth and sing the first line softly:

"The hills overlap and the gold is extinguished, and the temples and clouds want to be fragrant and snowy. ”

The voice with some sadness detonated in an instant, and the people who looked back seemed to see the golden morning light falling on the splendid painting screen, the hills overlapping, the beautiful woman was distracted, and the worry was infinite...

They slowly returned to their seats.

White Peach Blossom, she was also thinking about it.

The Lord has written many words in the past, some of which have been recited by the world, and some of which she knows only herself, and this is one of them, which she has composed a long time ago, and has sung it alone in the cold abyss of the Red Chamber a few times, but no one listened.

How many times I wish he could be by my side, how many times I hope he can understand his mind.

It's just that at the end of the song, he is still alone.

It always has been.

Bai Peach sighed softly, and this sound seemed to sound in everyone's hearts.

In this era, who has no troubles, who has no pain, who has not lost, who will not... Sigh deeply, but who wants to?

Bai Peach paused and continued to sing softly:

"I'm too lazy to draw moth eyebrows, and I'm late to make up and groom.

Before and after the flowers, the flowers reflect each other. ”

She sings very devotedly, thinking about a person day and night, going back and forth alone in the forgotten world, sometimes even deceiving herself, saying that he will accompany you, he is just too busy, he will come back....

I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated.

Who wants to be Meng Po, but on the bridge, every year, a thousand years, just like last night.

Subtle, but mixed with complex mourning voices, let all mortals in the world be immersed in it for a moment.

Who can understand the sadness of Meng Po's extreme complexity, forgetting millions of times and still remembering this feeling?

Waiting hard, like reincarnation for millions of lifetimes, looking sideways, he is beside him, but it is like the end of the world.

Meng Po, to mortals, she is a god.

Who can quench God's emotion, God's pain?

Even if she forgot her strength and everything at this time, it was just that this emotion, like the unbridled sea, had a strong impact on everyone's soul.

It makes the hearts of the people tremble.

The people who walked out of the music palace all came back, sitting quietly on the seats, and the people who passed through the music palace couldn't help but stop, even if they couldn't enter, they also felt sour in their hearts, as if they had found an emotional outlet for the pain baptized by this catastrophe in an instant.

They felt that their eyes were sour, and their hearts were like knives.

"The new post embroidered robe, double golden partridges. ”

In the last paragraph, she repeated a few more sentences.

Infinite worries, infinite tenderness, deep thoughts, unforgettable, as if a peerless beauty sitting in front of the mirror, inside and outside the mirror, is a face that captivates the country and the city, and inadvertently sees the mirror on the Luo shirt, the partridge is woven into pairs, but he is alone.

A sense of great emptiness was transmitted again.

With the word "partridge", everyone was overwhelmed.

This kind of pressure, with the last few plucks, slowly fell silent, and the pressure slowly disappeared, but the memories did not disappear.

The emotions of the gods were vented and turned into the strongest spiritual impact, which aroused the deepest resonance of everyone's soul.

Suddenly, there was a cry in the music palace.

This cry seemed to make people no longer strong, and the whole audience cried.

Bai Peach breathed a sigh of relief, she looked sideways in the direction of the Lord, who smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up.

She couldn't help but sigh softly.

Looking at the crying in the audience, and the voice of "Wang Yan" shouting in the audience, she shook her head with a wry smile.

...

...

"Today's performance is very good, if you didn't save the scene temporarily, it is estimated that this song and dance troupe would be gone. ”

Xia Ji laughed, "Look, you're still very talented, right?"

Bai Taohua looked at him speechlessly.

Talent is a fart!

This is the old lady's thoughts about you day and night, and it is a true feeling.

The two claimed to be brother and sister, but they did not have amnesia with each other, sitting in the bonfire in early autumn, and after a while, a maid sent a supper "Osmanthus Xiaomiyuan".

Bai Peach took advantage of the momentum of today's singing, and somehow, suddenly mustered up the courage to blurt out: "I like you." ”

Xia Ji: "I know, of course you and I have feelings. ”

Bai Taohua gritted her teeth, suddenly pounced, and hugged the young man in front of her, she breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was hugging the whole world, she hugged him very tightly, and she was afraid of losing him, she muttered in her mouth: "It's not that I have feelings, it's that I like you." ”

Xia Ji was a little inexplicable, he always felt that this woman, who had a great marriage with him in this life, and could even be described as cause and effect, reacted very strangely, what happened to her?

But he still gently hugged her from behind with both hands, put his right hand around her waist, and gently stroked her hair with his left hand, "Actually, I regret it." ”

Bai Peach Blossom trembled a little, she hugged the young man in front of her tightly, and asked in his ear, "What do you regret?"

Xia Ji said: "My world is too weird for you, I shouldn't have involved you, otherwise you should be living a happy life with your husband and children now, right?"

Bai Taohua said: "Then you have to be responsible for me, you brought me out, but after walking for so long, you don't want me anymore, you don't want me anymore... Why don't you want me anymore?"

Her shoulders shrugged slightly, as if she were crying.

Xia Ji said gently: "Actually, at your level, you should also know that there is reincarnation in the world, you and I are only reincarnated in one life, no matter what, we will still forget it in the next life, so..."

Bai Peach Blossom said softly: "I have no afterlife." ”

Xia Ji smiled: "No." ”

White Peach Blossom: "It's really gone... My Meng Po mask has awakened, and from the time of awakening, I knew... If I die, then I am truly dead, into the eternal kingdom of non-existence. So, Xia Ji, I don't have an afterlife, so does it mean that if every divine soul in the universe can exist ten thousand times of reincarnation, then my relationship with you will exist for ten thousand lifetimes?"

Xia Ji: ...

With the revival of the Demon Emperor's memory, he slowly learned that the eighteen masks that accompanied him must not be that simple, and what Murong Yanran said should not be false.

"Xia Ji, can you like me once? I want to be your wife, I want to be with you forever... No matter what you're facing, I'm willing to face it with you. ”

Xia Ji immediately understood when he heard "wife".

He suddenly said, "You want to be with me..."

The white peach blossom threw him down suddenly, and the two rolled twice on the carpet by the bonfire, and after being still, they overlapped up and down, and the white peach blossom was on top, panting heavily, breathing quickly, and the red flames in the bonfire were like flowers blooming in spring, and the warm fragrance was coming, and the spring was full of gardens.

Xia Ji hugged her and said softly: "I'm sorry, Yanran, I may not be able to love." ”

A voice came to my ears:

"Because your desires have been divided?"

"Yes... Actually, I still have some things to hide from you, and now I, although I still have many memories that have not been revived, I understand that the current state is probably what I designed at the beginning. At this time, I will not fall in love with anyone, because the plotter is unintentional, and if there is a relationship, there will be bonds, and I will make wrong decisions. ”

"I can wait, I can wait, I can face you, whatever you face, I can. ”

"Yanran, do you know the saint?"

“......”

After a long silence, White Peach Blossom whispered, "I know." ”

As the empress of the underground in the world, she is also a madman who can use oblivion millions of times, and the only thing Xia Ji used to control the underground back then was a god puppet, and she also had a strong personality charm to control a few people, and it expanded into a terrifying net with a little bit and face.

But Meng Po... She's not like this, she uses forgetting directly, secretly I don't know how many people she controls, I don't know how many people's memories have been modified, ten years, ten years, she has used millions of "forgetting", and there are not hundreds of thousands of people who have been modified by her, but hundreds of thousands.

No matter how she modifies them, all of these people whose memories she has changed are directly or indirectly loyal to her, providing her with a terrible amount of information.

In such a situation, Meng Po definitely knows a lot of things, so she knows what a saint is.

I also know how terrible the saints are.

Xia Ji didn't push away the girl who was pressing on her, after all, Murong Yanran was not heavy, and her body was perfect, even if it was pressed by a cow, she wouldn't feel out of breath, she could press it if she wanted.

The two were silent for a moment.

Xia Ji said softly: "My enemy is the saint. ”

As long as the saint does not name names, the saint will not perceive cause and effect because of this sentence.

"In this way, Yanran, you and I have spent the past five years, so let's separate, so that you can survive..."

"Nope. ”

Xia Ji: ???

"I said no. ”

"I don't want you to get hurt, so I won't use the Meng Po mask less in the future. ”

"Nope. ”

Xia Ji: "I'll beat you." ”

Bai Peach Blossom twisted her body and pouted slightly: "Let's fight." ”

Syllable.

Xia Ji really fought.

The white peach blossom suddenly turned red.

Xia Ji also felt that something seemed to be wrong, strangely, he turned his head to one side, and saw the shadow of the two of them stacked tightly on the copper surface of the stove.

The white peach blossom's voice was as thin as a mosquito fly: "There is... If you have the ability to fight again, I... I just won't listen to you. ”