"Brother Tang, Brother Tang, I'll just say it's Brother Tang!" A childish voice shouted loudly, ran over, and hugged Tang Ji's arm from behind.

From the sound, Tang Ji could tell that it was a finch, so he let him run behind him and hugged his arm.

"Huh~ Whose handsome guy is this?" Tang Ji pretended not to know, pinched the bird's nose, and said with a smile. looked in the direction where the finch was running, only to find that Tang Jian, Ye Jingyi and Ye Qingchen had also come together.

"Brother Ji~"

"Brother Ji~"

The three of them greeted Tang Ji from afar, and Tang Ji also stood up and bowed to them.

"Why are you all here?" Tang Ji was a little surprised, originally he planned to go to Ye Qingchen in a few days, and by the way, he would inquire about the news of Tang Jian and the others.

"I didn't hear that you're back too, let's guess, you must be here with the Wind Maiden. Ye Qingchen walked in the front, took Tang Ji's hand and sat down, and said with a smile, Feng Qingxuan's face was slightly red.

A few people rearranged their seats and asked for a few bowls of chicken soup wonton noodles. This time, Tang Ji, Tang Jian and Ye Qingchen sat at a table, and let Que'er follow Feng Qingxuan and Ye Jingyi to sit at a table.

"You don't know that little guy, he, I just heard Senior Ye talk about you yesterday. He cried out to come. As soon as he sat down, Tang Jian began to complain about the finch, "I finally persuaded it, no, it was not dawn, so I hurriedly ran out." There was a dog gnawing mud on the road!"

A few words, and everyone laughed.

"However, Brother Tang and Jingyi are not ......" Tang Ji was a little puzzled, these two, could it be that they did things so quickly?

"It's a long story, but it's a good thing. Ye Qingchen took the wonton noodles sent by the vendor, lowered his head and took a small sip of soup, let out a long breath, and said.

"Your departure that day caused an uproar in the rivers and lakes. Everyone felt that Yuhang County had come to investigate on the spot, and even some of the old-timers who had not been in the world for a long time had come out of the mountain......"

Ye Qingchen paused slightly when he said this, kept stirring in the bowl with a spoon, and took the opportunity to sort out his thoughts before continuing to speak.

"My Tibetan Sword Villa has lost the protection of my ancestors, so I am naturally remembered by some well-intentioned people. It is also the magic soldiers that are eye-catching, and those guys began to pretend to worship the village, and ran out in the middle of the night to steal the divine soldiers. was discovered by the disciples of the mountain villa, and immediately tore his face and wanted to rob it!"

"Ah, there is such a thing?" Tang Ji didn't expect that it was just that Ye Zhen was not there, and the Hidden Sword Villa was almost robbed, "What happened later?"

"Later, they were driven away by the masters of my mountain villa, and they went to the rivers and lakes to spread rumors. Soon attracted a large number of young people to linger around the Tibetan Sword Villa, and they looked ill-intentioned. ”

Ye Qingchen said and raised the spoon in his hand and nodded Tang Jian and Ye Jingyi.

The two of them had already left the villa, and when they heard the rumors, they rushed back to the villa to help. However, it is precisely because of the impact of your departure that day that the Tang family officially recognized the matter of Jingyi and Tang Jian, and also sent disciples who traveled nearby to help us protect the village. ”

Ye Qingchen said and arched his hand towards Tang Jian, "My Tibetan Sword Villa has greatly inherited the love of the Tang family. ”

"It's good to be a family, and that's how it should be. Tang Jian was busy dealing with the wonton noodles in the bowl, so he quickly swallowed it and said politely.

Hearing that Tang Jian and Ye Jingyi finally became married, Tang Ji was happy for them in his heart. Looking back, this is really fate, if I hadn't been bent on helping them, I wouldn't have met Feng Qingxuan.

Thinking of this, Tang Ji couldn't help but turn her head to look at Feng Qingxuan, who knew that she was also looking at Tang Ji, and the two looked at each other.

"Senior Ye is back, so don't worry about it now. Tang Ji hurriedly followed Ye Qingchen's words and continued. "But, speaking of which, Brother Jane, when do you think it's better for us to drink your and Jingyi's wedding wine?"

"Hmm, ah?" Although the social atmosphere was relatively enlightened at that time, after all, it was necessary to pay attention to the life of the parents when talking about marriage. It's as simple as the real world, steal a household registration book, and you can get married for nine yuan.

"As soon as possible, as soon as possible!" Tang Jian looked up at Ye Jingyi, who was listening with her ears open, and hurriedly said. After speaking, seeing Ye Jingyi start to talk and laugh with Feng Qingxuan again, she put her mind at ease.

"But you, I heard that Miss Feng and her master went to Badao Villa. I hate that I am confined to the affairs of the villa, and I can only invite an uncle to go out of the mountain, but it is useless......"

"Fortunately, there are nobles to take care of, and Qing Xuan is fine. Tang Ji simply talked about himself and Feng Qingxuan, and the matter involving the Liu brothers of Feng Yueying, without mentioning anything.

"Sure enough, it's still auspicious. ”

"Brother Tang, are you really an immortal?"

Que'er quickly finished eating her wonton noodles, hesitated for a while, and suddenly ran to Tang Ji and asked. The entire bewitching world is rumoring about the ascension of immortals in Yuhang County, and Que Er has naturally heard of it.

"This~" Tang Ji was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that someone would ask such a question here, especially if this person was still a finch, a child.

This reminded him of the relationship between the source world and the earth civilization, for the earth civilization, the means of the source world are no different from the gods?

It's just that this god is too selfish and evil, and only treats the earth's civilization as a leek on stubble.

"There are no immortals in this world! No one is it!" Tang Ji hesitated slightly, raised his hand and touched the head of the bird, and said categorically, "Everyone has to make decisions about their own lives! Everyone has to make decisions about their own world!"

The first half of the sentence is Tang Ji's words to answer the bird, and the second half of the sentence sounds more like saying it to himself. It's just that this kind of atheistic statement has never been mentioned in the demagogic world, and everyone feels that it is a bit shocking after hearing it.

"The finch knows. Listening to Tang Ji's words, Que'er's expression was a little gloomy.

Tang Ji saw that his heart moved, as if he had guessed something, and he was a little hesitant about what he had just said, maybe he shouldn't have said this to Que'er, but he couldn't do anything about what Que'er was thinking, so he had to gently pat Que'er on the shoulder.

However, there are people who do things that others can't do to be called gods. Tang Ji looked at Que'er's appearance, a little unbearable, and continued, "Que'er, I believe that if you work hard enough, you will definitely be able to do many things that others can't do. ”

The finch nodded vigorously, but the look on her face was still not clear.

After eating chicken soup wonton noodles, several people walked together and wandered around Yuhang County for a long time. Feeling the smell of people from this city, Tang Ji temporarily let go of those troubles about the source world in his heart.

During this period, everyone helped Feng Qingxuan buy a lot of paper money, incense and candles and other items, and bought some melons and fruits and other tributes, and followed her back to Feng Yueying's seclusion.

Feng Yueying's body was cremated on the same day in accordance with his last wishes, and the ashes were scattered on the grass in the mountain behind Badao Villa. Liu Fuyun personally handled this matter, and it can be regarded as something he did to this red face who admired him in the past.

In Yuhang County's residence, Feng Qingxuan just put a few items that Feng Yueying used to use daily, a hairpin, a jade fish, and a few volumes of scriptures. In her later years, Feng Yueying often sat in the room, chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha for a long time, and did not go out of the door.

Put on the incense and candle offerings, and accompanied Feng Yueying to sacrifice Feng Yueying, and Ye Qingchen and the others went back to Zangjian Villa. Leave Tang Ji here to accompany Feng Qingxuan.

"Brother Ji, you go to rest, I want to accompany Master here. Feng Qingxuan said, pursed her lips, and her big eyes were full of bean-sized tears.

Tang Ji looked at Feng Qingxuan with pity, bowed to Feng Yueying's tablet, and exited the mourning hall, leaving Feng Qingxuan alone.

Before Tang Ji brought Feng Qingxuan out of Badao Villa, Feng Yueying had hanged herself for several days, and Feng Qingxuan suppressed her sadness and didn't cry. After that, Tang Ji was always with him, and he went shopping with Ye Qingchen for a long time.

Now I am alone in the daily life of the Master, looking at the objects that the Master used to use during his lifetime, and they are so familiar. At this time, Feng Qingxuan's real sadness came from it, and for a while, he couldn't help but fall to the ground and sobbed quietly.

The more she cried, the more she felt that from now on, the world would be big, but there would never be such a relative who regarded herself as her own, so she immediately cried loudly, and the louder and louder cries stimulated Tang Ji outside the house. Tang Ji couldn't bear to listen to it outside the house, but he couldn't comfort himself with the grief of losing his loved ones.

Just like that, a quarter of an hour passed, Tang Ji heard the sound in the room gradually quieted down, leaned in front of the window and looked inside, Xu is to strengthen his spirit these days, and when Tang Ji returned from the source world, under the great joy and sorrow, Feng Qingxuan was also a little tired, and he fell asleep like this at this moment.

Tang Ji carefully pushed open the door and walked in lightly, for fear of making a noise and waking Feng Qingxuan. Carefully covering his robe on Feng Qingxuan's body, Tang Ji sat on the futon on the side, just looking at Feng Qingxuan quietly.

The slightly curled eyelashes seemed to be trembling in their sleep, and the crystal nose twitched from time to time, looking so helpless It was really sympathetic.

Speaking of which, fate is a wonderful thing.

Tang Ji and Feng Qingxuan have not known each other for a long time, and they have never met each other a few times, but in their hearts, they believe that they can rely on each other. Tang Ji's confession before leaving the world of bewitchment narrowed the distance between the two.

It didn't take long for Feng Qingxuan's breathing to gradually stabilize, and Tang Ji suddenly discovered that Feng Qingxuan actually had a not weak internal cultivation, and even when she was sleeping, she was carrying Zhou Tian by herself, and she couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Feng Yueying's residence is in the mountains more than ten miles southeast of Yuhang County, surrounded by trees. Originally, there were a lot of birds and beasts in the mountains, and at this time, the birds in the forest were crying happily.

A red-billed warbler fell on the pane with a fluttering sound, but the sound of fluttering wings woke Feng Qingxuan up.

Feng Qingxuan got up and looked at Tang Jizheng staring at him intently, his robe slipped down to his side, and he was very happy in his heart, as if even the sadness in his heart had been washed away a lot.

"You're awake. Tang Ji saw Feng Qingxuan wake up, his eyes wandered for a moment, and then moved back to Feng Qingxuan's side.

"Well, I really shouldn't have fallen asleep. Feng Qingxuan said and picked up Tang Ji's robe from the ground and returned it to him.

"You've been too tired lately, and I guess Senior Feng won't blame you. ”

"Master, I'm really sorry. The apprentice didn't mean to do that. Feng Qingxuan saluted Feng Yueying's spiritual position, saying that she felt uncomfortable in her heart, and her words were a little choked.

In the teaching system of Baihua Xiufang, there is no particularly traditional etiquette, and it is more inclined to the natural behavior of Taoism, and the true self is spontaneous. It was because Feng Qingxuan slept when he was keeping a spirit for Feng Yueying, and there was no special self-blame or moral guilt.

"Qingxuan, you don't have to be like this, I look at the actions of my predecessors, and I am also a person of temperament. Tang Ji answered, and hurriedly changed the topic, "Qingxuan, have you also practiced internal skills?"

"Brother Tang, I'm not trying to hide it from you. My master is the former owner of the piano workshop of Baihuaxiu Fang, and I only recently learned about it, so this matter is very secret, and it is inconvenient for me to disclose it to the public. ”

Tang Ji nodded in understanding.

"Three months ago, at the Famous Sword Conference, Gongsun Wenjin of the Sword Workshop of Baihua Xiufang visited my master here, and it was then that I knew that my master had such a sad past. ”

"Hundred Flowers Show Fang ......" Tang Ji remembered the dazzling sword dance of Gongsun Wenjin when he was at the Famous Sword Conference, and recalled the previous settings about the Hundred Flowers Show Fang in the game plot, and the expression on his face suddenly became wonderful, "It's really a magical sect." ”

In the game of Bewitching Qiankun, Hundred Flowers Show Workshop adopts an all-female setting. Except for a few characters, almost all people's rivers and lakes will inevitably have romantic stories with young talents from various families, and of course, the ending also has its own joys and sorrows.

It's just that there is a big tree behind Baihua Xiufang, and the disciples of Baihua Xiufang naturally have a very high vision when they walk the rivers and lakes.

"However, the master also said that we masters and apprentices cannot be called disciples of Baihua Xiufang to the outside world. Even what happened this time, no one from Baihua Xiufang came to Badao Villa to help. Feng Qingxuan said, not proud of the Hundred Flowers Show in his tone, but a little complaint.

"What about your kung fu?" Tang Ji suddenly remembered one thing, in the world of bewitchment, the inheritance of martial arts is still dominated by traditional factions, stealing learning, and private transmission are extremely serious immoral behaviors, and there are even many people who have caused death because of this.

"Master said it didn't matter, this was all created by her after she left the Hundred Flowers Show Workshop. Feng Qingxuan heard the concern between Tang Ji's words, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled knowingly, "I have no grievances with Baihua Xiufang. ”

"The fact that the wind predecessors have reached such a state is really amazing to our generation. ”

Self-created martial arts are not something that can be done with high martial arts, but more importantly, what is needed is the understanding and talent of martial arts.

"Just like the sword dance in the sword workshop, they are a fusion of dance and swordsmanship, and my master is a fusion of music and internal strength. He created several sets of piano songs, called "Eight Heavenly Sounds". Feng Qingxuan said that he was full of pride, what his predecessors had never done, his master had done.

"The fusion of music and internal strength?" Tang Ji was very surprised, his eyes were like copper bells, this is not like this in the game setting of the bewitching world, the qin method in the game world is really just a professional who engages in music and rhythm, the combination of piano sound and internal strength, it is obviously the bridge of the six-fingered qin demon!

Could it be that the dark line of the game of bewitching the world also borrowed from the novel of the Six-Fingered Qin Demon and set this direction of development? Or is it true that Feng Yueying is amazingly talented and created this martial art by herself? Now Tang Ji will never know.

"Of course, Brother Ji, you come with me. Feng Qingxuan replaced the incense in the incense burner, bowed to Feng Yueying's spiritual position, and walked out with Tang Ji.

After taking the piano, Feng Qingxuan and the two came to the courtyard and sat down in front of a stone case.

With a simple tuning, an unknown tune flowed out of Feng Qingxuan's piano and spread in the courtyard. The song was not pleasant, and there were even some weird twists in it, Tang Ji didn't know what Feng Qingxuan wanted to do.

After a while, there was a sound of fluttering wings in the air, and some birds, large and small, flew from nowhere, some stopped on the trees around the yard, and some even stopped on the flowers and trees in the yard;

After a while, there was a squirming movement all around, as if something was quietly approaching. Tang Ji turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp. Long and short snakes and dense reptiles poured in over the simple fence wall of the yard.

Looking at Feng Qingxuan again, as if he was fine, his eyes did not squint, and his hands kept flicking the strings, as if he had long been accustomed to this kind of situation.

Strange to say, those birds, snakes and insects all fell silent in the courtyard, and even made people feel that they were listening.

After a while, the sound of Feng Qingxuan's piano turned again, becoming low and soothing, as if people could see the endless dark night coming. Tang Ji looked at the birds, snakes and insects all over the courtyard, all of them fell asleep defenselessly, and even some eagles and snakes, which were originally natural enemies of each other, were all huddled together without knowing it.

"Buzz~" Feng Qingxuan played a tremor, and then played three tremors in a row, all the birds, snakes and insects all woke up in an instant, the birds fluttered their wings and flew, the snakes and insects left like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, they all walked cleanly, making it impossible to see that there were so many creatures that had gathered.

"Wonderful! wonderful!" Tang Ji applauded first.

Feng Qingxuan stood up from the stone case, habitually brushed the hair on his sideburns, pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "This is the sticky word trick and word grabbing trick of "Eight Heavenly Sounds". ”

After this interpretation, Tang Ji naturally understood what Feng Qingxuan said, the specific meaning of integrating the sound of the qin with the high internal strength, that is completely the routine of the six-fingered qin demon! Control the opponent with the sound of the piano and kill the opponent!

"I didn't expect that the sound of the piano could really be like this!" Tang Ji couldn't help but continue to admire, "I've only heard that good music makes people feel refreshed and happy, and the afterglow can still linger for three days, but I never thought that the predecessors of the wind would find another way to interpret the sound of the piano to such a wonderful point!"

"Well, the master is indeed an extraordinary attainment in the piano art, but it's just ......" Feng Qingxuan thought of the master, and sighed again in her heart, with a look of reluctance on her face.

"This qinyin, in addition to the sticky word trick and word grabbing trick you said, are there any other word tricks?" Tang Ji saw that Feng Qingxuan was faintly sad again, and hurriedly continued to tease her to speak, diverting her train of thought, and not letting her continue to indulge in the pain of losing her teacher.

"Against people, this "Eight Heavenly Sounds" has a total of sticky, killing, grabbing, shooting, pulling, pulling, spinning, and hammering eight characters are available. Feng Qingxuan listened to Tang Ji's words, eased his thoughts a little, and continued to explain to him.

"For example, the lunar eclipse song of the word trick stuns the enemy with the sound of the qin, the dark night cry of the word trick makes people dizzy and sleepy, and the mesmerizing fragrance song of the word trick makes people lose their minds in a short time, and the Yangguan three stacks of hammer word trick can condense the sound of the qin into three sound waves, causing continuous damage. ”

"This is too powerful, isn't it?" Tang Ji was dumbfounded, this was completely a copy of the Six-Fingered Qin Demon, the Heavenly Demon Qin.