Chapter 43: Yuehua and Jun Xiu (3)

Gucheng Lake Lake Center Pavilion, famous far and near, because it meets with the Lethe River so the water is two colors at the junction, although it is intersecting but can not be integrated for a lifetime, obviously dependent on each other but still two worlds, forever intersecting and not blending, as if water and fire in general......

Or water and fire may be combined, but this water cannot, even in Gucheng Lake and Lethe River and scoop a spoonful in a cup, no matter where the water is placed, without exception.

Most of the souls of Lethe are souls that do not want to be reincarnated, and they cannot be exceeded, or the grievances are too heavy and there is no ** return, so they can only wander in Lethe, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, and there is no end in sight......

There are also many souls who want to go from Lethe River to Gucheng Lake and be reborn, but they can't cross it, obviously close at hand, but it is as difficult as an ice jam river, and there are many obstacles.

The sound of the piano sounded, the song was peaceful, without any waves, and I felt a lot of peace in my heart after listening to it, but it was just a piece of music but I felt like drinking a sip of herbal tea, which was calm and refreshing.

In the pavilion in the center of the lake, a fresh and beautiful, otherworldly woman sits on the ground, obviously in the boundary of the Lethe River, but still feels that it is elegant, not stained with dust, out of the mud but not stained, probably that's it.

What's the tricky wind, the woman's white clothes are fluttering, the elegance is exquisite, who else can it be if it's not Yuehua?

I saw Yuehua caressing the phoenix tail qin, although she was in the lake pavilion, she didn't feel bored in her heart, and she felt very light when she played the piano in the face of the resentful spirit of Lethe, but she didn't seem to hear the wailing.

After listening to the piano, the resentful spirits slowly calmed down, and the wailing gradually subsided, subsided, until it was quiet, and the song seemed to be able to control the ghost's mind.

"Yuehua is a god with good piano skills!" Jun Xiu, who didn't know when he arrived at the Huxin Pavilion, applauded.

The god of Yuehua owed a debt, and said very politely: "The Nine Emperor Princes are so idle. ”

Jun Xiu actually doesn't have so much leisure on weekdays, but he just came by hearing the music, and yesterday's piano sound sounded again, he put down the scroll in his hand and rushed to it immediately, fortunately in time, otherwise he would pass by again.

However, the polite Nine Emperor Princes did make Jun Xiu sound very rusty, but they only met in Pingshui and had no friendship, so it was normal, but Jun Xiu was unwilling to do so, and seemed to want to take a step closer, even if it was just a small step.

Although he had only heard the sound of the piano yesterday and had never seen anyone who played the piano, he was looking forward to seeing this person, no matter how beautiful or ugly the other party was, at least he could play the piano so well, he must be a person of temperament.

"Just call me Jun Xiu. Jun Xiu actually said something that he thought was weird, could it be that this was nonsense he said?

Jun Xiuyong felt that there was something wrong with those words just now, and immediately stammered and changed: "No, no, no, I ...... I mean, you don't have to be so rusty. ”

When did he become like this?

The self-cultivation of a gentleman is correct in his heart and his appearance on the outside. Although Jun Xiu is a little arrogant, he is personable and polite, which is indeed suitable for him.

"It's better to call the Nine Emperor Princes, I'm afraid it will be misleading to call the Nine Emperor Princes by their names. Yuehua saw Jun Xiu slowly approaching, and retreated.

Jun Xiu is like gold on weekdays, even for his fiancée Yanyin, he is cold. Fiancée, just a name, he can't even be considered an ordinary friend to Yanyin, and he hasn't said a few words.

He finally spoke, but he was still rejected, and he was really helpless, Jun Xiu was silent, bowed his head and smiled.

Since he can't say anything, it's not too much to blow a tune.

After a pause, the two of them were silent for a long time, they didn't move, Jun Xiu's hand in his sleeve had already been clenched into a fist, obviously there was nothing, why was he so nervous, it was like a big enemy.

So Jun Xiu took a deep breath, exhaled the unpleasant turbidity that was pressing on his chest, took out the purple bamboo flute, and blew it unwillingly.

This song "Gong Mingyue" was made when Jun Xiu was 5,000 years old when he looked at the bright moon in the Huxin Pavilion, although it was daylight, he could close his eyes and the scene at that time was still vivid. His mother died that year, in order to ensure his healthy growth, ascend to the position of the ninety-five, and change his life for his maternal grandfather.

Since this is the case, he can only go on according to the wishes of his mother, everyone is known for his coldness, but he doesn't know that it hurts for him to even take a step, and every step is a life for him.

The sound of the flute became more and more rapid, and the ups and downs became louder and louder, like a flood of fierce beasts, thousands of troops and horses attacked, and blood flowed like a river......

"Nine Emperor Princes, Nine Emperor Princes......" Yuehua saw the beads of sweat dripping from Jun Xiu's forehead, and immediately shouted.

Who knew that the more Jun Xiu blew it, the more he seemed to be in a demon, and he couldn't help himself, Yuehua was anxious and immediately played "Clear Heart", so he barely let Jun Xiu calm down.

"Thank you, Yuehua God ......" Jun Xiu covered his heart and said strongly.

"Are you the one who played the flute yesterday?" Yuehua saw that Jun was repairing, so she cautiously stepped forward and asked.

"Yes......"

"If you can hear the music, you can play it with the sound of the piano, Jun Xiu is also a person who understands music, this friend Yuehua has made it. ”

Jun Xiu, no one has called him Jun Xiu for a long time, everyone is just the same Nine Emperor Princes, and finally someone really calls him by his name, Jun Xiu, what comes out of her mouth is really different.