"Girl, if you still sell it to me, just tell me. ”

"Not really. Later, I'll tell you slowly, now, I'm afraid it's too messy. ”

"I'll guess, it's your family's, or the City Lord's Mansion. ”

"Little girl, don't ask, what you have to do now is to give me peace, you are safe, he will be safe. Also, don't tell anyone about it. Hey, forget it. You come here. ”

Xian'er came over, Ah Zheng touched his head, Xian'er looked at her in confusion, and said, "Girl, what's wrong?"

"No, let's go back with your mother-in-law. ”

"Like, did I forget something?"

"No, go back. If your husband and your mother-in-law are still at odds, can you persuade you to know, be more reasonable, you know?"

Xian'er nodded in agreement and left.

City of Five Sounds.

Nan Lai unfolded the score of "Requiem", the snow-white cloud satin, clean and soft, the embroidery thread of the score is black, which forms a strong contrast with the cloud satin, there are several pink osmanthus petals at the four corners, and there is elegance in the vulgar, in the lower right corner, there is also a twenty-one string zheng, the panel and the strings are lifelike, listen carefully, as if you can still hear the sound.

Beisheng and Dongqin were also watching, and they were all amazed.

Dongqin said: "This is really a masterpiece, sure enough, the ancestor of the Le Xian is outstanding, admire, admire." ”

Beisheng said: "Wonderful, such a delicate score, it is really unseen and unheard of." Moreover, I silently recited this song, it is really beautiful and moving!"

Nan Lai said: "Whether it is cloud satin or music score, it will not be surpassed in another 10,000 years." But you don't know anything. This tune is not a good thing. If a woman plays this song, she will die, and if a man plays it once, he will die. Do you two know why?

Back then, the head of the ancestors of the four great music immortals, Mu Zheng, fell in love with his Lan Yan confidant, but this Lan Yan confidant didn't like her at all, and even disliked her, Mu Zheng had the ability, so he was also very stubborn, and chased after him.

However, this is useless, Lan Yan's confidant is unmoved, even if the wooden kite dies for him, he will not have any reaction. ”

Beisheng said: "Oh, how can there be such a ruthless and unrighteous person in the world!"

Dongqin said: "The Wooden Zheng Immortal Ancestor is so infatuated, it's a pity that he is infatuated with the wrong payment." ”

Nan Lai said: "The Mu Zheng Immortal Ancestor is a little too infatuated. ”

Mu Zheng knows that he is a stone that is not hot, only by being friends with himself, can he talk and laugh, once he talks to him about the matter between boyfriend and girlfriend, he has to put on a straight face and ignore people, like, hearing very, very disgusting things.

But, who hates love?

It's not that he doesn't want to hear it, it's that he doesn't want to hear her, he doesn't want to have love with her.

He likes her, it's the kind between friends, there is absolutely no love, and he is not attracted to her.

Under the osmanthus tree, the wooden zither also likes osmanthus, and it is also drunk when it smells wine, and there are two shallow pear vortices, love to laugh, love to speak, but since falling in love with a confidant, it is rare to show a small pear vortex, so that those who know her, those who don't know her, will forget this.

"Qingying, let me ask you one last sentence, do you accept me?"

Qingying sighed and said, "Mu Zheng, I know, because of this, I hurt you, but it's better for me to be like this than to deceive you, I don't love you, don't force me to be good, can you let go? Let go, you and I will be free." ”

"Good, good. Tomorrow morning, you're still here waiting for me, I have a tune to play for you. You're not going to refuse me, are you?"

"I'd love to see how you play. ”

He liked her at her best.

But this is not love!

Mu Zheng sneered and turned to leave.

Qingying's heart became uneasy and she stayed awake all night.

The next day.

The wooden zither came to the osmanthus tree first, and played a short song first, which was not sad, but not cheerful, but had a very light bitterness, and almost spread to the entire osmanthus forest.

She sat quietly and closed her eyes.

Probably, after a stick of incense, Qingying came, dressed in a cyan cardigan robe, with a graceful demeanor, that kind of temperament, the kite can feel it without looking at it.

"Here, sit down. The kite spoke lightly.

Qingying looked at it and sat on the stake.

Mu Zheng opened his eyes and said, "Haven't you supported me to play music for a long time?"

"It's been a few days. ”

"Sit down, I'll play it to you. ”

"Can't I listen when I stand up?"

Mu Zheng scolded with a smile: "Get out! You have the ability to lie down and listen!"

Qingying also smiled: "It's cold on the ground, you can tell it." ”

"Shut up and listen well. ”

After the wooden zither finished speaking, she put her hands on the strings, and at the same time, she took a deep breath and turned Neidan into action, and she exuded a bright energy.

Qingying was very strange why she played a tune like this, with great fanfare.

Soon, however, the doubts in his heart were dispelled.

The song is overly beautiful and dreamlike.

Especially in this moving osmanthus tree, especially, in this morning when the sun is rising, Qingying only listened to two verses and was intoxicated.

He walked slowly to the kite, sat down, his heart was pounding, as if he was about to jump out, his eyes were confused, but he looked at the side face of the kite, and then leaned on the shoulder of the kite, and closed his eyes.

He fell into a deep sleep and walked into a dream.

In the dream, there is a wooden kite, they live like husband and wife, they, before the flower and the moon, they, gaze at each other affectionately.

While playing the wooden zheng, she looked at him, looked at his faint smile, but her heart was full of pain, and Nedan was slowly losing her luster, this is not good, she must insist on playing the song to the end, she must know the final result, even if the soul is scattered.

When Beisheng heard this, he couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked, "What is the result?"

Nan Lai said: "The result is not bad." ”

The wooden zheng, playing is the requiem, which she spent a night composing, because the time is too tight, therefore, there is a big drawback, that is, it can make the beloved fall in love with herself, and at the same time, it can also hurt her soul and seduce her soul.

Perhaps, the heavens were also moved by the infatuation of the wooden kite, and when she finished playing the song, she only vomited a little blood, wiped it off with a handkerchief, and then woke up Qingying.

Qingying raised her head, gently called the name of the wooden kite, and touched her face.

Mu Zheng's cheeks were crimson, pushed him away, and asked him: "Are you ......" In fact, she already knew the result, and just wanted to make sure whether she had succeeded.

Qingying was very affectionate: "Mu Zheng, it was me who was wrong, I should have realized my heart for you earlier." It's my fault for making you sad for so long. ”

Mu Zheng cried, she cried beautifully and movingly, Qingying lovingly hugged her into her arms, stroked her long hair, and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

He was suddenly so affectionate that the wooden zite didn't know it. Did he really fall in love with himself because he listened to the music, or did he fall in love with himself a long time ago, and listening to the music hooked his heart.

Anyway, he fell in love with himself, and the wooden kite slowly loved to laugh as before, and the requiem was sealed.

Dongqin said: "At the beginning, the requiem was embroidered on cloud satin?"

Nan Lai said: "Yes. ”

Dongqin was surprised: "One night, composing, embroidering, wooden zither immortal ancestor is really amazing." ”

Nan Lai said: "This is the power of love that our brothers can't understand." ”

"Big brother, you don't understand either?"

Nan Lai's face flushed: "Why should I understand!"

"Don't big brothers believe in love?"

", you have to believe it, you can experience it for yourself. ”

Toqin said, "I was wondering what it tasted like." ”

Beisheng pouted and said, "It's not certain if there is a girl who has taken a fancy to you." ”

"You're the same and no one looks down on you!"

Nan Lai said: "You have also seen this requiem, and I will seal it now." ”

Beisheng said: "Permanently?"

"Temporarily sealed, when Wule City calms down, it is still necessary to 'return to Zhao'. ”

Dongqin said: "Return to Zhao?"

Beisheng said: "This 'Returning to Zhao' is an allusion in the mortal world, and it talks about...... Forget it, I told you that you can't remember. ”

*

Ah Zheng came back for so many days, and finally saw Ah Fen, Ah Fen's phoenix eyes, looking at her with hatred, and said, "Murderer, why are you embarrassed to return?"

Ah Zheng said: "Ah Fan, you misunderstood me, don't believe it, you ask your mother." ”

Where would Ah Feng listen, and said: "You don't lie to me, she doesn't like Ah Mo at all, and she doesn't care about Ah Mao's death." ”

"Ah Fan, it's okay if you misunderstand me, but you can't say that about your mother, you have always refused to forgive her, she has been paralyzed for a long time. ”

"What!" Ah Fan's body shook and said, "It's not because of you!"

"It's not your aunt who killed Ah Mao, it's someone else. ”

Shi Moyun helped Ruan Meng, who was stationed on crutches, and as soon as Ruan Meng saw her daughter, tears flowed, and her daughter did not come back for many years.

"It's not her? Dad, don't you want to protect your little sister, okay? Human and physical evidence are there, isn't it? Ah Mo is your granddaughter, but you just forget it for the sake of an outsider?" Ah Fan cried angrily.

Ah Zheng said: "That's someone framed me, the real murderer is ......"

Ah Fen interrupted her: "Okay! Don't quibble anymore! I won't believe it! To tell you the truth, I came here because you came back, and I just want to kill you and avenge my daughter and granddaughter!"

Ah Zheng was about to speak again, but Ah Fen conjured a sword and slashed it directly.

Ah Zheng explained while fighting her: "It's really not me, why do you believe the evidence, but not your aunt's person?"

"Don't say it, you're not my aunt, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, how do I know that you will be so heavy on Ah Chi!"

Ah Zheng was afraid of hurting her, so she kept hiding, but fortunately she surrounded herself with osmanthus, otherwise Ah Feng was afraid that she would have cut it down.

"Ah Fan, stop, how can you kill your aunt, stop it, I'll let you stop, did you hear it!" Shi Mo Yun shouted hoarsely.

Ah Fen turned a deaf ear, and that posture was to put Ah Zheng and die.

Ah Zheng was extremely helpless, and there was no chance to speak, the aunt and nephew were fighting in the main hall, Shi Moyun stepped forward to stop it, Ruan Meng cried and asked Ah Feng to stop, it was useless.

"It was your second aunt, Wu Yunbai, who killed your daughter, and she blamed your aunt. As soon as Ah Zhu finished saying this, Ah Fen looked at him stunned, "Why should I believe you?"

"You don't have to trust me, you just have to believe in yourself. Ah Fan, if you think about it, how your aunt treated you in the past, how she treated Ah Mao, and you will understand that she is innocent. ”