Chapter 242 is friend and foe

"I don't ...... anything" Dazhe didn't finish his sentence, and suddenly fell to the ground, this sudden situation startled me, and I was busy pulling Dazhe, one after another, Wu Teng, Uncle Lu, Sister Wang Na, all fell, and after a while, only me and A Luo were left in the group.

"Yin Yin, what's going on, what's wrong with them?" Ah Luo asked anxiously, reaching out to probe everyone's snort, and then opened his eyelids to check, "Strange, they don't seem to be fine, they don't see any signs of poisoning, why do they seem to be asleep." Arrow said.

"It shouldn't be very likely to be poisoning, we're all together along the way, even if it's poisoning, there's no reason why only the two of us are fine." I say.

"Is it possible that something was bitten or stung? The environment here is peculiar, and they are all mortal in the flesh, even if they are bitten by poison, they may not be able to detect it. Arrow said.

"There was no living creature along the way except for seeing such a strange fish, and if it was bitten outside, there was no reason to delay here for so long before the poison attacked. But when it is poisonous, there is always a time limit for the attack, but they suddenly fall like this, and there seems to be no warning. I said.

"Could it be this kind of music, the sound of silk and bamboo? Only the two of us can hear it, could it be ......," Arrow speculated.

"You mean, Miyin." I say.

"Quite possibly, it's the sound of some kind of instrument, and it feels like it's getting closer and closer to us." Arrow said. Indeed, I listened to the sound of silk and bamboo that was still misty just now, but it sounded a lot clearer at this time. After all, we are not familiar with the rhythm of music, but now when we hear it, we can hear it clearly, it is the sound of a flute.

"It's like the sound of a flute." I say.

"I don't feel like you need to say it, just look at it with your eyes, you see." Aro glanced across the shore of the hot spring lake, only to see the depths of the hot spring with no end in sight. A figure walked slowly. The hot spring lake was steaming hot, and there were piranhas swimming in the water, but this visitor was unscrupulous and walked slowly on the surface of the lake. It's like it's coming out of nowhere.

The figure moved extremely fast. It didn't take long for us to get closer. The sound of the flute sounded clearer, and it sounded like an ancient song, with a melodious style. It sounds refreshing. Everywhere the man went, the lotus flowers in the lake that had been transformed by the mirror flowers and the moon bloomed together, and the colorful fish that were transformed were surrounded by groups, like stars holding the moon. The posture of the appearance is so big, it can be seen that the identity of the person who came must be special, and it is not a person at all.

The figure is getting closer and closer, and then I can see clearly, the man is stepping on a flat boat, the flat boat is also very particular, it is made like a willow leaf, the boat body is slender, the two ends are slightly cocked, the whole boat body is painted emerald green, the more I look at it, the more I feel that it really looks like a willow leaf is transformed out.

"The shallow lake is not human, and the colorful fish and lotus are playing. I don't know the ancient music when I hear the flute, but I see that the willow boat is more elegant. I said this casually, not wanting to turn it into a poem, and Arrow looked at me in surprise, as if he was also impressed by my talent. Don't be so surprised, it's just a feeling. I said.

At this time, the man was not far in front of us, and his appearance was enough to see clearly. The people who came thought that they were a beautiful young man, dressed very strangely, wearing a white gown, faintly visible some dark flowers embroidered with light blue silk threads, and silver threads were used at the ankles of the cheongsam, and under the steaming heat of the hot springs, by the light of the pearls in the air, the silver threads were shining. There is a coat on the outside, which should be called Dayu in ancient times, but this Dayu can't see what material it is, I just feel that it is colorful, like water streamers, color changes, very good-looking, and I know that it is definitely not a vulgar thing at a glance. The boy was very white and polite, combing his hair in a bun like the ancients, only leaving two long sideburns at the position of the temples, as if the fairy child in the painting had floated down. He didn't say anything, he still played the flute quietly, and now it was clear, it was really a flute, but the flute had only one hole, and I don't know why, a hole of the flute could come out with such a complex score.

"What's the situation right now, is this a human or a ghost, an enemy or a friend?" Arrow whispered in my ear.

"I don't know if it's a friend, but it's probably not an enemy." I say.

"How do you know?" Arrow asked.

"Such a place can be like walking on the ground, it can be seen that it is not an idle person, if he wants to make a move, I'm afraid that we won't die just now, let's wait for the time being, maybe this song should be over." I say.

Sure enough, the song stopped abruptly at a high-pitched point, and ended the whole playing, and the young man looked at me, his eyes rippled, such softness was not lost to the woman, and I was also in a trance. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a smile bloomed.

"It's really rare, I don't have guests here, your poem just now, it's good." He praised, and the tone of his speech was also like in a costume TV series, slow and leisurely, like a poem.

"Your song is also good, I haven't heard it, what kind of ancient song is it? Don't you even ask who we are first? "I said that he talked about music and poetry like an old friend to me, and I didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

"Is it necessary? You have come from where you are, and if you have not come to this place, why bother? Why is it that the things in this tomb are finally starting to be interested? He asked.

"Tomb? In other words, you are also from this tomb? I asked, now I am even more convinced that he is not a human, but he is not a ghost either, because this person has not changed in the slightest under the Yin-Yang Technique.

"I don't belong to this tomb, this tomb doesn't belong to me, we are all independent of each other, I live my life, it keeps its secrets, this tomb has thoughts, although he doesn't say it, but I can hear it. We have been in peace like this for many years, this is the rule here, the well water does not interfere with the river water, just like the rat outside, even if one day it really becomes a spirit, it has nothing to do with me. The boy said a lot of things that didn't sound nutritious, and they were just not answered, but I still got a little bit of useful information from them.

"You just said that this ancient tomb is going to keep a secret? What is it? I asked.

"Maybe it's one, maybe it's many, since it's a secret, how can I know so easily. The humans who had come here had their sights on this place and had built their tombs here, and since they had no intention of getting in my way, I had no intention of disturbing them. The boy said.

"The ghost glaze outside, you also arranged it? And my friends? Is it because of listening to this kind of music that I will pass out? I asked.

"Ghost glaze? I don't know what you're talking about, I said that the rule here is that the well water does not interfere with the river water, I will not go out, and they will naturally not come in, as for what it is, what does it matter. As for your friends, I can only say that they are not my destined people, not as lucky as the two of you, but they will not worry about their lives, and I have not killed for many years. The boy said.

"So, Wen Qian and Wen Wan's death has nothing to do with you? Didn't you raise these piranhas? I said.

"Piranhas? My lake is full of colorful fish, gathering the aura of heaven and earth, where did the piranha come from. He said.

"This illusion is called the Mirror Flower Water Moon, aren't the lotus flowers and colorful fish here all conjured up by you?" I said a word, and the young man's face sank.

"There is light and darkness in this world, and you human beings are not the same, there are good and bad? The reason why you know bad people is because you have seen the methods of bad people, if there is a bad person standing in front of you, but he did not do anything bad to you, but saved your life, then it is a good person for you as a person. In the same way, these fish are beautiful and docile in my eyes at this moment, swimming in the hot springs under the light, and what is the scene after the light retreats, what does it have to do with me? He said.

"Yin Yin, isn't this person deceiving himself when he says this." Ah Luo said, I nodded slightly, this can be regarded as the highest level of self-deception.

"Okay, you've asked me so much, now it's my turn to ask you." The boy said.

"What do you want to ask? Since you don't think anything matters. I said.

"I heard you chant a poem just now, but I didn't expect that there are still some bones, so you two can hear my flute?" He asked.

"Naturally, otherwise, I'm afraid we would have fainted in your psychedelic sound, and maybe it would have been your dinner for those colorful fish by now." I say.

"I said I don't kill, that kind of old tune is just looking for someone who is destined." He said.

"Old-fashioned? What is the name of this old tune, it doesn't sound like it's monotonous, it's not as monotonous as the old tunes we've heard before. I asked, trying to ease the atmosphere, but also to be able to find new topics, stall for time, and think of ways to get out.

"An ancient tune is an ancient tune, where is there a name, why should there be a name." The boy said, "I'm used to his way of talking."

"You don't have a good flute in your hand." I say.

"This is nature, this is the bone flute, which has been handed down from ancient times." He said.

"This flute has only one hole, how does it play?" I asked.

"Blowing? If you have a score in your heart, what does it matter what the flute looks like? What does it matter how you play it? Isn't it okay to just play the tune you want to play according to your heart? The boy said.

"Then where did you come from?" I retorted in his way.

"The sound of the flute is faith, and those who can hear it are friends and not enemies." He said lightly. (To be continued......)