On this same moonlit night, thousands of miles away on the tall wall of Yanmen Pass, thousands of defenders were waiting in armor and bows, and Liu Gongyou, the Taishou guard, was anxiously discussing something with Feng De, the guard of Yanmen Pass.

In the dark night, there was a fire in the distance and a faint shout of killing! Looking at the situation, it was the direction of Shuofang City, the fortress in front that had just been repaired.

As time went by, none of the several groups of scouts sent out brought back useful information, Liu Gongyou's heart was sinking, he looked at Feng De opposite, the general's face was also full of heavy looks, and the two of them invariably had a bitterness in their hearts at the same time: It's finally here! It's the Huns, and there is no doubt about it!

It has been silent for more than ten years, and after today, the iron hooves of the Huns will crush the peace of this land of a hundred battles, and the fire, blood and slaughter will be reincarnated in this land!

"Fuck! These hulus are wolves that can't be fed! What a damn one! Feng De slashed at the masonry in the corner of the wall, and scolded with a blue face.

Taishou Liu Gongyou sighed: "Since the predicament of Emperor Gaozu Bai Deng, he promised the Huns many benefits of rice wine and food, and only then did he seek a temporary rest from the clan daughters and relatives. Over the years, the appetite of the Xiongnu Shan Yu has become bigger and bigger. Alas, in order to seek stability, the princes of the imperial court appeased and compromised everywhere, and they eventually raised tigers! ”

The two did not dare to be careless, deployed guards on the city wall, and guarded them all night without sleeping.

The young Cui Hong secretly climbed a long distance from the grass, at this time he didn't care about the pain of the injuries in various parts of his body scraped by thorns, he saw the Huns who were chasing the scout not far away shot down with an arrow, and the horse that lost its owner ran for a while and stopped grazing on the edge of the forest, he moved carefully towards the horse, and there were Huns who killed and plundered horses within a radius of dozens of miles.

That's not people, that's hordes of demons!

His body couldn't help but tremble violently, the pain of the knife cut in his back made him feel like he was about to faint, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and they were full of anger and hatred!

The entire Shuofang City and the surrounding five or six tunzi were completely destroyed, destroyed at the hands of this group of demons. More than 500 Han soldiers of a battalion stationed in Shuofang were raided, and 3,000 iron horsemen of the Xiongnu forward passed through, and the battle was fierce, and 500 people did not survive. Then the bloody looting ......, the once prosperous border trade land has become a hell on earth.

Home and relatives are buried in the raging sea of fire, "You must run out alive, and leave a useful body to avenge this sea of blood!" ”

He struggled to get up, grabbed the horse's rope, climbed on the horse's back with all his last strength, hugged it tightly, and stuck the dagger in his hand into the horse's buttocks, and the horse was frightened, jumped up and frantically fell towards the outskirts of this hell of blood and fire......

Yuan Zhao now regrets that he inadvertently blew that tune that night, and by now, he had been interrogated countless times by Miss Fan Xuelou Lingzhi.

"Who did you learn this from? …… I've never heard this tune before, what? You said you blew it yourself?! ”

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"So, do you know how to do ventriloquism? Hey, can you learn how to call a bird? ”……！

Yuan Zhao felt that his head was rising badly, not to mention that there was a Ma Xiaoqi who was jumping up and down next to him.

"Alright! Miss, can I teach you to learn well?; Yuan Zhao stood on his feet and held his forehead with a painful expression.

"Yes, yes!"

Lingzhi's expression was excited at first, and then he said with some embarrassment: "However, a girl blows strange sounds with her mouth like this, it's too unelegant!"

Yuan Zhao thought for a while and said, "It's okay, I'll teach you a new instrument, wait for me."

Then, he went straight to the backyard, and the girl didn't know what he was doing, so she followed the little fat man Ma Xiaoqi.

I saw Yuan Zhao come to the corner of the wall to repair the bamboo, chose a section that is not thick or thin, cut it with a dagger and cut it smooth and smooth, and then dug out a few small round holes not far from it, and carefully cleaned and polished it again, and looked up and down by himself, well, a simple flute is done.

He handed the finished flute to Lingzhi, who had been watching it for a long time, and he just wondered what he was doing this. At this time, in the palm of her hand, she saw a piece of green and green bamboo with a length of feet in her white jade-like palm, and the two contrasted with each other, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Seeing her puzzled expression, Yuan Zhao smiled and said, "This is a bamboo flute, I also call it a flute."

Then across the lips, fingers lightly tried the sound, soon, a tactful and melodious tone sounded, this time, he played the tune of "Farewell to the Long Pavilion", he breathed a long breath, played this song is most in line with the sound quality of the bamboo flute, sound, fresh place such as the morning sun, wounded place like the remnant sun such as blood, when the autumn wind farewell, the ancient road Changting late ...... It's the most heartbreaking taste!

I don't know when, Su Hongyun came behind Lingzhi, she looked at the daughter who was looking at Yuan Zhao playing the flute with her stupid eyes, and then looked at the young man opposite, and sighed.

"I don't know how much this kid has suffered, but he always plays this sad-sounding tune."

At the end of the song, Yuan Zhao put down the flute with his fingers, and the girl Lingzhi had already jumped over and grabbed it in her hand, her eyes were full of little stars, and she asked again and again: "Xiao Yuan Zhao, is this what you want to teach me?" That's great! I love it! Bamboo flute? That's good! Hehehe...".

Yuan Zhao smiled, only then did he find that Mrs. Su was standing on the side, and hurriedly saluted, and just about to say something, Su Hongyun smiled and said: "I don't know the way of music and rhythm, it's rare that this girl likes a thing, you can teach her." Well, there's nothing difficult about it, right? ”

Yuan Zhao hurriedly said: "It's not difficult, it's not difficult!" It's easy to learn, it's very simple, and the eldest lady will teach it."

He would be wrong, in fact, Su Hongyun was afraid that there would be any rules and obstacles for him to teach people in the art industry, Yuan Zhaozi didn't understand some of the rules of the ancient teacher inheritance class, and Mrs. Su didn't say much when she saw him like this.

He took his daughter's arm and walked and said, "Okay, let's eat first!" It's not going to take a while to learn. ”

Su Lingzhi reluctantly turned his head and told Yuan Zhao: "Then you must teach me tomorrow!" Don't regret it, I'll keep this flute first, even if it's a gift for me! Yuan Zhao nodded, and saw that Zhao Yuan, who was leaning on the railing under the porch before, also stood up, followed the mother and son to the front hall, and when he walked past him, he paused and patted him on the shoulder, bared his teeth, and said: "The flute is very good, well, I can make roots for me when you have time."

Your sister's! Yuan Zhao scolded in his heart, what kind of flute does a big man learn! Are you handsome? Well, however, this guy has a single knife on his shoulder, his face is cold, the jade tree is in the wind, and he pulls the flute horizontally, which seems to be a good match! Damn, Simon blowing snow? Flowers all over the building?!

In the next few days, the girl Lingzhi pestered Yuan Zhao to teach him to play the flute. The little fat man Ma Xiaoqi has no interest in this, and every time he is lazy to hide on the side and sleep in the sun.

Su Lingzhi learned very seriously, after teaching several sets of fingering, she entered the country quickly, she seemed to be quite talented in rhythm, and in just a few days, she was already able to play a pleasant sound by herself. From time to time, there will often be a crisp and melodious flute in the backyard, and it is the girl who is practicing diligently.

So that the people who drink tea and chat in the front building are often intoxicated, only to feel that the music played by this instrument is so beautiful and beautiful. Someone asked the boss Su Hongyun, but she smiled every time and didn't answer, only saying that her daughter was learning a new musical instrument indiscriminately, and it was difficult to get to the ...... of Daya Yunyun.

For Yuan Zhao, whenever he sees the girl who has not opened the cardamom playing the green bamboo flute seriously, he occasionally thinks of some warm fragments of distant memories in his previous life, the green years of junior high school life, the girl in a short skirt and white shirt in the music class, and the hazy ...... of childish innocence. Whenever this happens, he leans against the trunk of the tree, and his heart is very peaceful.

It's just that someone slammed him on the shoulder, breaking his dream journey. You don't need to look at it to know that it must be Zhao Yuan's guy again!

He raised his eyes in annoyance, and sure enough, it was Zhao Yuan's handsome and annoying face that appeared in front of him, "That...... What fingering did you use for this alto hole you told me last time? ”

Yuan Zhao looked at him with disdain: "Big brother! This is the third time, okay? Haven't remembered yet! ”

Zhao Yuan scratched his head with his hand and was a little embarrassed: "It's going to break the sound when you get here......."

Okay, okay, Yuan Zhao patiently repeated the essentials of fingering from the beginning, Zhao Yuan suddenly realized, snatched his flute, and slapped Yuan Zhao again: "I said it so clearly!" It hurts me to practice hard over and over again, haha....... ”

Regardless of Yuan Zhao's eyes, he walked straight away, and the girl not far away had already giggled and bent over.

The time was in the afternoon, the sun was shining warmly on the little fat man who was sleeping lazy, the Lingzhi in the shadow of the trees was practicing the bamboo flute, and the voice of Mrs. Su and Zhao Yuan talking came from the gate of the courtyard, as if they were discussing the travel plan for the Double Ninth Festival.

This simple and peaceful life seems to be beautiful too! Yuan Zhao retracted his gaze and smiled self-deprecatingly.

But he felt a little emotion in his heart, this time in Fanxue Tower, was the most stable period of time he lived in this world. It's not that he's afraid of hardship and covetousness, it's just that people can't do without the warmth of the group after all, and the feeling of loneliness is terrible, even if he is as strong as him, he will be afraid of the separation from this era. And here, it was precisely when he needed care the most that he was given shelter, temporarily placing his tired body and that lonely soul.

Su Hongyun, Lingzhi, Little Fat Man, Zhao Yuan, Ma Qi, Hou Wu, ......, everyone here is very good to him, and that's enough!

"I don't ask for much, just a kind of human warmth, for the kindness given to me, my reward may be too great for you to imagine!"

Yuan Zhao said to himself.