Chapter 60: The Soul [1]

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Immortals? The young man pursed his thin lips, and his eyes fell on Zhu Yan's smiling face, "I never know that there is a song called "The Resentment of the Immortals", also known as "Jiannan Divine Comedy", what does the girl refer to?" โ€

Zhu Yan was still in a daze, when he followed Xu Silk Zhen to learn embroidery and weaving, he hurriedly memorized some fabrics, and although the young man's white clothes were not decorated, they were excellent silk materials, cut properly, and the chest was obliquely across the green cloth burden behind him, and the color was just right. If you look closely, even the cyan burden is cut of thick silk, and there are dark golden flowers pressed on it, which is clearly a seemingly simple luxury.

"Girl...... The young man was very well-educated, and he only smiled slightly at Zhu Yan's distraction.

"Ahem, Zhu Yan is rude, what did Childe just say?" Zhu Yan raised his head and chuckled, but he thought in his heart that when he was in the car in the morning, he was just called a faux pas, but fortunately he was only seen by Yuan Xuanqing.

The young man's smile became more and more vigorous, and the sword eyebrows that flew into the sideburns were slightly bent, softening the handsome face a little, "I know that the girl didn't hear it below, and there will never be anything in the next, entrusted by Mr. Pingyuan, there are some things to hand over to Xiao An." โ€

"That's fine, I happen to go to the bamboo garden to collect bamboo juice, and the two of you will talk first." Zhu Yan bowed and slowly walked into the bamboo garden.

A small opening was made in several thick bamboos, and the cool liquid in them was gurgling out of the straws inserted in them, and gathered in several white porcelain jars on the ground.

This is naturally Zhu Yan's idea, in fact, this is just the moisture in the soil, but I took a trip to the "water pipe" of bamboo, filtered out the dirt, and brought the fragrance of bamboo, which tasted clear and sweet.

Zhu Yan plans to use this drink as a major feature of the pharmacy in the future.

But now she has no intention of thinking about these businesses that are far away in the sky, and all she can see in front of her is the appearance of the young man in white, not that she has never seen a handsome man, but the kind of bearing on that person, which is really impressive, should it be described as "immortal"?

"Eyes like hanging beads, teeth like braided shells, brave like Meng Ben, Jie Ruoqingji, Lian Ruo Uncle Bao, Xin Ruowei Sheng......" Zhu Yan casually recited Dongfang Shuo's self-recommendation letter back then, but when it comes to these three people who can be called immortals for thousands of years - Dongfang Shuo, Li Bai, and Su Shi, Zhu Yan is still more inclined to think that the young man in white belongs to Li Taibai's kind of person.

A piano and a sword go to the end of the world...... Sounds really impressive.

Seeing that although he was humble and gentle just now, his speech was not old-fashioned, he should be better than Yuan Xuanqing, right?

"Miss Zhu here?" The young man in white walked over and looked at a row of white porcelain jars curiously, "What is this?" โ€

"This is the dew in the bamboo, the taste is sweet, do you want to taste it?" Zhu Yanxin gave these liquids a name acceptable to the ancients, pursed his lips and smiled.

"You can really give it a try, so that you will never thank the girl first." The young man looked at her smiling face and suddenly asked, "Has anyone ever mentioned that the girl looks like a person?" โ€

Zhu Yan scooped out a bowl of juice from the white porcelain jar, blinking and puzzled, "Like whom?" Like my dad? Wait, what do you say your name is? โ€

"Never under it." The young man in white couldn't help laughing, "Girl, I've sued you four times." โ€

"Never......?" Zhu Yan finally heard clearly, and whispered to himself, "Never have a hometown......? Neverland? I couldn't help but look up at the young man in front of me again, is this person sure it's not crossing?

The young man who claimed to be Forever was tasting the bamboo dew she had taken, and when she heard what she was muttering, she cast a curious glance, "What is Miss Zhu talking about?" โ€

"Nothing...... What is Childe's last name? Zhu Yan blinked wide, and wanted to ask him if he had come through time, or if he had any family members who had crossed over, otherwise, where did the story of Neverland come from, was it just a coincidence?

A trace of darkness flashed in Yongwu's eyes, and then he regained his indifferent expression, "After the country will never die, I only know the world and the world, and there is no surname." โ€

Zhu Yan hung his head in disappointment, sure enough, he was able to be friends with Dou Sui, and he was also an old minister of the former dynasty, since he cared so much about the rise and fall of the dynasty, it was naturally impossible for him to be a person who traveled through the past in modern times.

"Girl, I didn't mean to hide it, I really don't want to mention the old things." I never saw her look lost, only because of her own refusal.

"No, no, Zhu Yan didn't mean that." Zhu Yan raised his head and chuckled, just met his apologetic eyes, and instantly felt that the man in front of him was really cute, swept his hair, and casually made up a reason, "I just suddenly felt that Gongzi was a little like a person I had met before, so I asked casually." Since Childe has a hard time, Zhu Yan will never ask again. โ€

Yong Wu shook his head lightly, didn't look at the ground, just sat on the ground full of bamboo leaves, and took off the burden on his back, "Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell the girl, Ah Yan is the daughter of Zhu Sibo, so she can't be unfamiliar." โ€

Zhu Yan's eyes widened, this guy, who knew his identity from the beginning, even called himself "Ah Yan", he was very familiar with him before? Then you can't already show your stuff, right?

With a fawn in his heart, Zhu Yan had no choice but to sit on the ground, "Do you know me?" โ€

"I met once when I was a child, but I forgot it early." Never concealed it at all, smiled freely, opened the burden of green silk cloth, and revealed a guqin inside.

Zhu Yan blinked, fortunately, he had only met once when he was a child, and he breathed a sigh of relief, so he looked down at the guqin, "Hmm, Fuxi-style." โ€

"Ah Yan really deserves to be the daughter of the fourth uncle." Never reached out to touch the strings, plucked gently, and fell "Zheng Zheng" a piano sound.

"My dad...... yes, Dad taught me a lot. Zhu Yan couldn't help but wonder, there are no less than 20 kinds of guqin styles, she comes and goes, and she only knows one of the Fuxi styles, if she changes to Zhongni style, banana leaf style, Lianzhu style or spirit machine style, etc., isn't she a dead crab? Ahem, in short, this one is cheap.

"I heard the girl mention the fairy just now, I don't know if the girl has heard the song "The Resentment of the Immortal"?" Never had a heart on the seven silk strings in front of him, and he didn't care about her expression.

Zhu Yan came back to his senses and replied casually: "This "Immortal Resentment" is also known as "Jiannan Divine Comedy", isn't it a flute song? โ€

"I changed it to a piano song, will Ah Yan listen to it?" Never smiled at her, such a look is indeed like a person, it seems that the legend should be true.

"Okay." Zhu Yan responded with a smile, and when he lowered his head, the smile on his face suddenly retracted.

"The Resentment of the Immortals" was improvised by Emperor Tang Ming in Shu to mourn Yang Yuhuan, she clearly knocked on the side of Xu Silk Zhen and listened, the previous dynasties did not match what she knew, and she didn't know where she fell in, is it so coincidental that someone also made this song?

PS: I checked, and the guqin seems to use the measure word "bed...... It's a little weird, or maybe it's me who is lonely and unheard of(โ•ฏโ–กโ•ฐ)o