In Jiazi Courtyard, Feng Qingyan is quite unaccustomed to living, it is too big, giving people a feeling of desertion and emptiness. However, he still likes Jiaziyuan......

Today is a mid-day holiday, so he doesn't need to go to the lecture hall, so he stays in the Jiazi Courtyard and waits for Gongziqin's arrival.

The college is closed every ten years, that is, every nine days of classes, and one day off.

For Gongziqin's worship sticker, Feng Qingyan naturally guessed one or two.

Although Feng Qingyan is a world-famous Sanding gentleman, compared with the first qin Xianggongziqin, it is still inferior for the time being.

It stands to reason that with Zi Yaqin's arrogance, it is impossible to worship the sticker.

But now, Zi Yaqin was able to lower her figure, restrain her arrogance, and visit her in person, indicating that she had something to ask for.

And apart from the matter of his deceased wife, what else can make Zi Yaqin bow her head?

Before the time (nine o'clock), Zi Yaqin's ox cart drove outside the gate of the Jiazi Courtyard, and Feng Qingyan heard the report of Chen Niu, who temporarily served as Si Yan (hūn), so he tidied up his clothes, hurriedly walked out of the gate, and greeted him in person.

The dean of the Burial Mountain Book is nine miles wide, and naturally there is no way to have only one gate.

In addition to the main gate of the college, there are also the east gate, the west gate, and the north three gates. Because the north side of the college is the living place of teachers and students, there are three gates, which are the northeast gate, the north gate and the northwest gate.

Zi Yaqin came from the northwest gate.

"The arrival of the prince has made my humble house shine. ”

Feng Qingyan smiled with a salute.

"The gentleman is gracious. Zi Yaqin returned the salute.

"Childe, please. ”

Feng Qingyan signaled, and walked into the door first.

The two sat opposite each other in the main hall.

Because there were no servants in the courtyard, Feng Qingyan had no choice but to let Chen Niu, who was driving and acting as a priest, temporarily serve wine and tea.

Zi Yaqin did not come to drink tea and drink, so naturally she would not be surprised by Chen Niu's rough hands and feet, and after Chen Niu retreated, she said: "The gentleman has been thinking hard for nine days, deaf for nine days, and listening for nine days, and finally making the long-lost holy song reappear in the world. ”

After Zi Yaqin finished speaking, she picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"Childe is overrated, but it's just luck. ”

Feng Qingyan shook his head and replied, "If you let me listen again, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it." ”

"Can't listen?"

Zi Yaqin suddenly froze, and hurriedly asked, "The gentleman has come to enlightenment?"

"No, no. ”

Sealing Qingyan Road.

When—

The wine glass in Zi Yaqin's hand fell, and the whole person was stunned.

In this world, the only person who has the possibility of enlightenment said that he did not participate in enlightenment, which made Zi Yaqin feel very sad and unacceptable.

After a while, Zi Yaqin came back to her senses, said "rudeness", and hurriedly packed up the wine glass, and then said with anticipation: "Gentleman, can you let the holy song reappear?"

"It's hard to say. ”

Feng Qingyan shook his head, he didn't know it himself.

Zi Yaqin suddenly softened, and the whole person seemed to have lost her soul.

"Although I haven't participated in the Holy Song, I remember a ......" Feng Qingyan saw Zi Yaqin like this, and said after a while.

"Zi Yaqin, I implore you to play the holy song to bring back my wife's soul. ”

Before Zi Yaqin could finish speaking, she got up and knelt down in front of Feng Qingyan, bowed respectfully and pleaded.

"Childe, please get up, I can't do it. ”

Feng Qingyan was shocked by Zi Yaqin's actions, and hurriedly took two steps forward to help Zi Yaqin up.

"Zi Yaqin, I implore you to play the holy song to bring back my wife's soul. ”

Zi Yaqin bowed respectfully and pleaded again.

"Childe, I thought hard for nine days, became deaf for nine days, and listened for nine days, in fact, to repay Childe's love for giving the piano. Feng Qingyan hurriedly said, "Moreover, the love between the son and the deceased wife also moved Qingyan greatly, how could he not want to help the son?"

"Jean, thank you, gentleman. ”

Zi Yaqin bowed again.

"However, I only remember one paragraph, I don't know ......"

At this time, Feng Qingyan frowned, a little worried that he would not be able to exert the power of conjuring spirits.

"Please also ask the gentleman to give it a try, whether it succeeds or not, the piano, I am very grateful. Zi Yaqin said, her eyes were full of hope, as if she had seen her deceased wife wake up.

"At this time, I should not play the piano, I am afraid that it will be ten days later. Feng Qingyan thought about it and said, he hasn't recovered yet, and his spirit is still lost.

"That's how it should be, I've been waiting for ten years, and I'm not in a hurry, and I hope that the gentleman will have a good life and recuperate. Zi Yaqin quickly calmed down, hesitated for a moment and said, "Since the gentleman remembers a paragraph, can you write it down?"

"The conjuring spirit can't be written in words, but it can be described in the mouth, I'm afraid it will disappoint the childe. ”

Feng Qingyan shook his head and said.

Zi Yaqin was a little disappointed, but early in his guess.

For it is like this with the lost songs, which cannot be written down in words, cannot be spoken in the mouth, or else they will not be lost......

When Zi Yaqin said goodbye, he saw that Feng Qingyan had no one to serve, so he left two maids, but Feng Qingyan returned them.

After that, Zi Yaqin sent a lot of gifts, most of which were supplements for the body.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Feng Qingyan bathed and changed his clothes early, sat in the study and meditated, and after meditating for more than half an hour, he came to the Valley of Hundred Flowers with the Liupinqin on his back.

At this time, Taniguchi had gathered countless people, and when everyone heard that Feng Sanding played the soul for Gongziqin's deceased wife, they came to watch curiously, and even the teachings of the academy also came.

"I've seen the gentleman. ”

"Senior brother. ”

In the night, everyone gave way to salute.

Feng Qingyan's jaw head.

At this time, Zi Yaqin was already waiting at the mouth of the valley, and when she saw Feng Qingyan coming, she hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Gentleman, please." ”

Feng Qingyan returned the salute and walked into the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

The two of them came all the way to the depths of the Valley of Hundred Flowers and stopped in front of an ice coffin among flowers.

The ice coffin is made of thousand-year-old ice, which is difficult to melt even under the scorching sun and fierce fire, but it can protect the people in the coffin from decaying for thousands of years......

Feng Qingyan stared at the person in the ice coffin, and saw that the young woman was as beautiful as a flower, as if she was asleep, and asked for a moment: "What is the name of the child's wife?"

"Bai You. ”

Zi Yaqin said.

Feng Qingyan groaned, came to the piano table that had been set up a long time ago, and placed the six-pint piano on the piano table.

He sat still for more than half an hour, and then began to play.

Zheng Zheng –

At first, the sound of the piano is normal, but gradually it becomes strange and exudes an air of mystery.

In Zi Yaqin's rote memorization and worry, she saw that the night around her had become a little different, and it seemed to be darker and colder.

But the conjuring was only one paragraph, and he was very worried that he would not be able to awaken the soul of his deceased wife......

One section has nine stanzas, and one stanza has nine notes.

Soon, a conjuring spirit was played, and Feng Qingyan continued to play it again, again and again, which made him lose a lot of energy, and he was already sweating.

His face gradually turned pale.

At some point, his eyes changed and became extremely dark, as if he had turned into a path leading to the unknown depths.

The depths are dark and cold, full of resentment.

This is?

Feng Qingyan was surprised in his heart, staring at the cold and dark "road".

Gradually, he saw that at the end of the dark "road" was a strange and mysterious place, where the ghosts of the dead could be faintly seen......

Is this the legendary Netherworld?

......