It's night.

The night of the West Lake, from ancient times to the present, is considered to be a beautiful day, full of poetry and picturesqueness.

The moonlight shines on the West Lake, but the most charming place that can reflect the night is the autumn moon of the Ping Lake, a long and narrow garden along the lake, planting flowers and trees all over the four seasons, dotted with rockeries and stacked stones, pavilions and pavilions are scattered in the meantime, it is more suitable to enjoy the moon, and it is suitable to taste tea.

The moon is like a beauty, and a beauty is like the moon.

In the Mochizuki Pavilion, there is such a beautiful woman in white who is clinging to a handsome man in white, boiling water and cooking tea for him.

The tea has been slightly boiling, and after a brew of tea, the hall is full of fragrant tea.

The man's eagle-like eyes shot at the slender and delicate body of this beautiful woman in white, and he was surprised: "It is difficult to have both, I can't imagine that Miss has such a super high tea cooking skill, and it is even more rare to have the natural beauty of the world, what an honor I am to be able to enjoy such a high level of Longjing tea, and to see Miss Fang's face!" ”

The woman in white is accustomed to the look of a man who is fascinated by her. And for the words that compliment her sexuality, I don't know how many times I have heard it before. But no one has ever been more direct and moving than Imat.

Before coming here, she was still a little afraid of Wanmatang, a big gang with a reputation for the underworld, and she was very scruples about the owner of Wanmatang, Yi Ma, but she didn't expect that the underworld hero in front of her was such a respectful, decent, handsome and majestic man.

She couldn't help but smile slightly, revealing two dimples, raised a cup of tea, and said, "Thank you Mr. Yima for your compliment, let Zuo Yan replace the wine with tea, and toast you." ”

Ima generously raised the exquisite porcelain teacup, and the tea entrance was indeed delicious.

The beauty named Zuo Yan in front of her was instructed by Jin Ren, the leader of the Wuren Gang, to come to entertain her.

Jin Ren specially arranged such a beautiful woman who is proficient in the tea ceremony in this beautiful scenic spot of Pinghu Autumn Moon to serve Yi Ma sideways, which is indeed extremely thoughtful.

The tea enters the throat, the tea taste is still in the mouth, and Longjing tea is indeed worthy of its name.

It also aroused his thoughts.

Ever since he started to break into the underworld at the age of ten, he knew that in order to survive in this bloody underworld, he must first improve himself, so he has been obsessed with martial arts for so many years. He killed countless opponents, and the Wanmatang he founded single-handedly became famous in the northern underworld.

He thinks he is invincible in the world, but now he has Hong Kun.

One is the same as him, who is also famous with a gun, and is a strong man in the underworld of the eighteen cities in the three southern provinces.

Now that society is advancing with the times, the era of cold weapons has long passed, but warriors are always so proud and self-reliant. They are convinced that with the power in their hands, they will be able to create a world of their own.

When the power reaches the extraordinary realm, any modern and advanced weapon, in their eyes, is actually no different from scrap metal.

He wants to challenge Hong Kun, and if he can defeat the gun in Hong Kun's hand, then his Wanma Hall will become famous in the Southern Underworld.

The tea in his hand had not yet been drunk, and Zuo Yan's voice that could intoxicate the man in the world had already sounded in his ears, pulling him back from his thoughts: "Sir, the tea is already cold." Yi Ma raised his glass and drank it all, laughed a long time, and said to Zuo Yan who was sitting beside him with a smile: "Miss has an elegant temperament, not like a girl who is wandering in the world, why is she destined to be here and now with Yi Ma!" ”

Zuo Yan sighed and said quietly: "Who in life is not like drifting in the wind, occasionally gathering and dispersing!" ”

A footstep came from far to near, the footsteps were calm and rhythmic, step by step, unhurried. Yi Ma's expression moved slightly: "Is Brother Hong here?" ”

"Haha, Brother Yima has good ears!"

After a hearty laugh, a tall and handsome man in a black casual suit stepped into the attic.

It is the Rakshasa master of the underworld, "Thunder Gun" Hong Kun!

Yi Ma stood up, made a gesture of please, and said with a generous smile: "Hello Brother Hong, I have heard your name for a long time, and I wanted to meet you for a long time, and today I finally let someone Yi get his wish!" ”

As he spoke, his gaze was like electricity, and his gaze locked with Hong Kun's!

Hong Kun didn't let Yi Ma look at him at all, and said with a smile: "Haha, Brother Yi, the master of the Ten Thousand Horse Hall who is famous in the Northern Underworld, really lives up to his reputation, good!" ”

Zuo Yan stood up, bowed, and then sat down silently and made a pot of tea for Hong Kun.

The two sat down, Yi Ma looked at the full moon outside the attic, but saw that the bright moon was in the sky, the lake and the sky were blue, and the gusts of breeze came from a refreshing heartiness, and the water and the moon were dissolved, as if they were in a fairyland on earth, and there was indeed a mood that made people enter the state of mind that did not know what day and night. smiled knowingly, raised his glass to Hong Kun and said, "Brother Hong, I toast you!" ”

Hong Kun, who was sitting opposite, picked up the small porcelain teacup and said, "I see that Brother Yi's appearance and temperament are different from other underworld heroes, why was he instigated by a sinister and treacherous villain like Jin Ren to deal with Hong." ”

He spoke without any disguise.

Yi Ma smiled: "Haha, life in the world is nothing more than fame and fortune, power and beauty. When it comes to Brother Hong's supremacy among the southern heroes, there are many heroes from all walks of life who want to challenge Brother Hong and seek fame in a fight. Yi is not talented, and his wish to learn martial arts with you, the underworld overlord, has been going on for a long time, and I hope that Brother Hong will fulfill it! ”

Zuo Yan, who was next to the two underworld heroes, interjected with a smile: "You men, you just like to fight and kill, but if one of you two loses, have you ever thought about the consequences!" ”

"Haha!" Hong Kun looked at Zuo Yan with a little appreciation. There are not many people who have the courage to interject in the dialogue between these two underworld heroes, not to mention that she is still a beautiful woman who seems to be weak.

"Then maybe the country I have single-handedly laid down will disappear!" Hong Kun said with a slight joke.

Yi Ma also smiled: "Brother Hong is really joking, in the situation of Brother Hong, fame, power, and beauty are nothing more than a piece of dung for Brother Hong!" ”

Hong Kun let out a long laugh and didn't speak, but the way he laughed showed his extraordinary temperament.

Zuo Yan looked at Hong Kun again, this person was the overlord of the Southern Underworld, he couldn't imagine that he could speak so easily and sincerely, and he couldn't help but secretly admire him in his heart.

Her eyes looked at Yi Ma again, this famous northern underworld, gestures, words and smiles, all beautiful and good-looking, without the slightest flaw to criticize.

Yi Ma said indifferently: "I thought that when I talked to Brother Hong, it was not a tense atmosphere, but I didn't expect that tonight really gave me two kinds of fun, one is Miss Zuo Yan's skillful cooking tea, and now there are even Brother Hong's words, life has reached this point, what more can I ask for." ”

Zuo Yan smiled and said: "What an honor Zuo Yan is to be able to get the green of the two gentlemen, if the two gentlemen do not object, Zuo Yan wants to stroke a nocturne for Mr. to cheer for Mr." ”

Yi Ma clapped his hands and smiled: "This is the third pleasure that Miss Zuo Yan gave to Yi someone. ”

Hong Kun smiled: "I really can't wait for Miss's nocturne!" ”

Zuo Yan lowered his head and whispered: "I can get the love of Mr., Zuo Yan's efforts in practicing the Zheng have not been in vain, can I present the nocturne immediately?" ”

Both nodded in agreement.

Zuo Yan got up from his seat, walked to the zither and sat down. Start playing the kite with the armrest.

"Ding Ding Dong!"

The sound of the zither came melodiously, the sound of the zither was inaudible, suddenly exploded, filling the night sky, and no one could tell where the sound of the zither came from in an instant.

At the beginning, the sound of the zither was like a gallop of thousands of horses, a thousand troops were killed, and the fighting spirit was boiling, but then the sound of the zither turned soft, like a soldier on an expedition, thinking about the moon, thinking about his hometown, his wife, children, and parents.

The two heroes were infected by the sound of the kite, and their faces were all moved.

The soft sound of the zither is like flowing water, and the rhythm begins to change from simple to complex, fast and slow, but the positioning of each note is so accurate, and each note has an unfinished aftertaste, teaching people to look forward to and taste wholeheartedly.

"Boom!"

The sound of the zither is broken!

The sound of the zither sounded again, and Yi Ma's mind was already thinking of the rushing scene of the water of the Yellow River, and suddenly the pride in his heart surged up! He felt that his mind was like the sound of the zheng, like the Yellow River, flowing vastly and rapidly, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

"Brother Hong! Do you know that since Yi's debut, in order to achieve the ultimate realm in martial arts, he has been intoxicated with my ice gun without distractions, and his mood is like ice, and his martial arts have advanced by leaps and bounds. But ask for Brother Hong's thunder gun to separate the king of guns! ”

Hong Kun's eyes shot a fine light, and he confronted Yi Ma's gaze, and said coldly: "Since the death of my beloved wife, I have turned the pain of my deceased wife into my own strength, and I have turned my feelings of missing my deceased wife into a thunder gun. ”

The sound of the zither followed the sound of the two of them, from the surging sound to the soft sound of the zither that can draw the heart of the iron and stone into the soft fingers, stirring in the night sky of the West Lake.

Zuo Yan's beautiful eyes were sad, and she was fully engaged, and the world seemed to be suddenly purified, leaving only the world of music.

Zuo Yan remembered the two indispensable figures in front of her, whose momentum overshadowed any man she had met before, but she gave up her affection, and was indeed indifferent to herself, and her heart was sad and oily, and the sound of the zither flickered, like crying in the sky, entangled and entangled, for a while, it seemed that the full moon in the sky had lost its light.

Imas's heart tightened, and he suddenly felt a piercing pain piercing his heart.

"What!"

Yi Ma endured the pain of piercing his heart, and thought to himself: Zuo Yan's Zheng sound is really wonderful, it can call me to miss her, it turns out that my heart is ...... And love!

The emotion of the distant past, like a sharp knife is disintegrating Yi Ma's heart piece by piece, he can't help but moisten his eyes, and he can't help but hold back the tears from flowing out of his eyes.

If it is ruthless, why is it so surging for love.

He thinks he is hard-hearted, but after more than ten years, she is still deep in his heart after all.

The wonderful sound of the zither is stinging the long-standing love in Yi Ma's heart.

The sound of the zither turned a thousand times, and the past was reflected in Yi Ma's mind, and Yi Ma was called by the sound of the zheng, although the past was like a needle, but he suddenly felt that it was a kind of enjoyment.

Even if I think of the little time I experienced with her, no matter how painful it is, it is worth it!

Looking at Hong Kun again, he closed his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking! Or have been completely conquered by the sound of the koto!