In ancient times, the ancestors of the four music immortals: Mu Zheng, Chu Di, Mu Qin, and Yu Xiao played their instruments together in the heavenly realm at the end of their lives, and created a city called Wule City with music. The martial arts of martial arts, the music of musical instruments. After thousands of years of vicissitudes, this place has become a holy place in the heavenly realm where the martial arts and spells are strong and the music immortals with exquisite piano skills live......

Shi Moyu, the third lady of the Shi family, who looked delicate, dressed in green clothes, and shallow pear vortex, sat under the osmanthus tree and played the guzheng intoxicated.

Gently swaying with the falling flowers, echoing around the forest.

At the end of the song, Duan Luo, the city lord of Wule City, who had been staring at her head with pale pink osmanthus beads, white clothes and white hair, and a clear face, coughed lightly twice.

Mo Yu stood up, just a few white osmanthus flowers fell on her jet-black hair, Duan Luo's hand hanging by her side gently raised, and slowly fell.

"Ah Luo, what do you want to tell me?" Shi Mo Yu pinched his fingers, looking shy, and his eyes glanced at the man opposite, intentionally or unintentionally. The look of anticipation seems to melt people's hearts.

He took the initiative to find her for the first time, and it was also her favorite osmanthus forest. Is he going to confess to himself?

"Duan Luo, have you agreed to be with me?" her face quietly flushed pink, as delicate as a flower.

Yesterday in the City Lord's Mansion, when Duan Luo passed by her, a pure and immaculate voice like clear water flowed into her ears, and she was stunned for a long time before she could hear clearly what he said. He said that he wanted her to wait for him in the osmanthus forest. It has not changed for thousands of years, and the stubborn Duan Luo has finally opened his mind!

She walked in circles excitedly, and the people in the City Lord's Mansion looked at her with "what a crazy girl" eyes, she didn't care, she went home happily, it was rare that she didn't dance a gun or a sword, she obediently hid in the boudoir, sat at the small round table in a daze, recalled the past of the two people from childhood to adulthood, smiled for a while, and had tears on her eyelashes for a while.

She has always been taking the initiative, but Duan Luo is stubborn, her mouth is still very hard, and she doesn't respond at all, she obviously likes what she likes, and she has to use the red bluegrass-like birthmark under her eyes as an excuse to reject her again and again, others say that her birthmark is very special and beautiful, only Duan Luo, who is not long-eyed, is ugly.

She was annoyed about this for a while, everyone said that it was good-looking, he didn't like it, what's the use? She frantically wanted to remove this birthmark, found a lot of people, asked the eldest brother and the second brother to find friends to help, used I don't know how many methods, almost disfigured, the birthmark is still hanging on the face.

Second brother Shi Mo Sheng often told him: "He doesn't have you in his heart, even if you are flawless, he has a reason to reject you." ”

She didn't believe it!

Although Duan Luo was sometimes cold and spoke more directly, she had long known that he lived in his heart, but she just didn't say it.

She was willing to wait, and when he figured it out, he took the initiative to come to her, took her hand and said to her: "Mo Yu, in fact, your birthmark and your person have long been deeply imprinted on my heart. ”

She touched the pale green osmanthus bead hairpin on her head, looking forward to his answer.

"I'm looking for you for something else. He took out the snow-white cloud satin from his arms, his fingers trembled slightly, and his previously pure voice turned out to be a little hoarse, "This is for you." ”

Shi Mo Yu pouted and took it, opened it and looked at it, revealing a look of shock, "This is...... Requiem! What are you doing with this? I don't want it! You take it!" she stuffed it back into him, and he stuffed it back again, pushing and shoving, and the music score fell to the ground, Shi Mo Yu pointed to his nose: "It's okay if you don't stay with me, you still want to kill me!" Duan Luo, you're still not human!"

She thought about it all night, and thought that he was surprised to find her, who knew that he was so vicious!

Duan Luo bent down to pick up the score, dusted off the dust on it, and had a surprisingly good temper: "Listen to me, I never thought of hurting you, but I just made people worse, and it is difficult to disobey the destiny of heaven." I can't escape, and neither can you. This is our destiny. ”

"It's all bullshit! Anyone who plays the Requiem will die, and you rely on the power of the city lord to disregard people's lives, and you need so many words!"

Who doesn't know, the requiem is the first of the four ancestors of the music fairy of the wooden zither to pursue the beloved, can hook people's souls, for a long time, can also hook their own souls, if you have evil thoughts, or when playing the music is distracted, the soul will be sealed into the score, don't think of it in this life.

"Wule City is about to face a catastrophe, and the first one to suffer is likely to be our Duan family, Wule City without the Duan family," he looked at the guzheng, "It's like a guzheng without strings, it will become an empty city in a hundred years." You have to play the Requiem and find the other three kinds of music scores left by the ancestors of the immortals, namely: 'Requiem', 'Dream Requiem', and 'Requiem'. Your brother and sister play together with me, and you can resist the catastrophe. ”

The catastrophe has long been spreading, but Shi Moyu thinks it is a rumor, a few days ago in the City Lord's Mansion, he didn't hear everyone mention half a word, and when he was with Duan Luo, he didn't mention it.

She always thought it was fake.

"So, in order to save your Duan family, you have to sacrifice me?"

"At the moment of the catastrophe, someone must make sacrifices, and you have to save not only our Duan family, but also your Shi family, and the entire Wule City. ”

"When you say that, I feel like I'm going to do something very great. She looked at the crumpled cloud satin in his hand and smiled miserably. "If I were someone you liked, would you let me do such a thing?" Without waiting for his answer, he snatched the cloud satin and stroked the music sheet embroidered on it, "Duan Luo, can I make a bet with you? ”

"Good. He answered her in a voice that he couldn't even hear.

Shi Moyu returned home very late, locked herself in the boudoir, sat in front of the dressing mirror, the people in the mirror had red cheeks, she didn't have a lot of alcohol, and a small glass of osmanthus wine made her so drunk that she almost couldn't find her way home.

Summoning the guzheng and sitting on the orange mat, Shi Mo Yu hung the score in the air, and the notes on it were all remembered in his head for a moment before he had time to blink, as if he didn't remember anything.

Blame her for having a good memory, blame her for being born at the right time to play Requiem, blame her for falling in love with Duan Luo, who will only hurt her and never give him a response. Blame her, too kind.

Thinking of the gambling appointment in the morning, she only felt disheartened. knew that he would not give him a response, but she still stubbornly asked it, and when she couldn't hear his answer, she completely gave up.

He can make her sacrifice her life to save people, but he can't give her a promise, not even to deceive.

"When will I get those three scores back? ”

"It can't be too long. I don't know how long it will take. ”

Like, she doesn't know how long she's going to wait for him.

She asked a question that scared her half to death:

"Duan Luo, do you want to listen to Requiem?"

Duan Luo was really stunned when he heard this, he was still afraid of her after all: "Ah Zheng, I beg you not to punish me in this way." I've never wanted to hurt you, I've been trying to figure out a way, but I don't know when, until then, I can only ...... I'm sorry. ”

"That said, there's little hope, and I'm still going to die, right?"

didn't hear Duan Luo's voice, she burst into tears: "You still remember Ah Zheng, but you are no longer the Ah Zhu you used to be." "Ah Zhu will never be cold-hearted and let her do something that will kill her at any time.

He believed that she would understand his distress in the future, and he did not want to make unnecessary explanations, so he faintly heard a slight voice, and said in his usual cold voice: "You can go." ”

Time has passed, he has changed, and her Azhu will never come back.

Thinking of this, Shi Moyu's tears flowed down, and he whispered over and over again: "Azhu, Azhu ......"

It would be nice if we could bring Azhu back in this way.

When Mo Sheng had just come back from outside, he passed by her room, remembered that she had never come back, and was really worried, so he knocked on the door.

Shi Moyu thought that Duan Luo was coming, and was about to shout "Ah Zhu", but then the voice of the second brother came from outside the door:

"Little sister, are you there?"

Why not Ah Zhu? How she wished Ah Zhu could come and comfort her.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes in great disappointment, and replied impatiently: "No!"

Dressed in orange, holding the guqin, and revealing a sneering eyebrow, Mo Sheng chuckled and walked in, pulled a mahogany stool to sit next to her, and touched her brain lovingly: "Little sister, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Moyu listened to the sound of the stool brushing the ground, and was distraught: "Oops!