Chapter 407: Qingfengzi

At this time, I suddenly heard the sound of the piano between the cliffs in the distance, and it seemed that two piano sounds were coming and going, and it seemed that two players were fighting the piano.

The sound of the piano is very intense, and there is no concession in the slightest.

Yeyang's face sank, and he hurriedly asked, "Is this ......?"

"You are a prisoner, what do you care about so much!" After the Changsheng Daoist finished drinking Yeyang, he turned to those Taoist priests and asked, "What are the two uncles doing again?" ”

The little Taoist priest frowned, scratched his head and said, "Well, the two senior uncles haven't stopped since the morning. ”

Changsheng sighed carefully, and then said: "Take the two of them into the backyard to guard them first, and wait for the master to come back!" ”

"Yes, big brother!"

A few little Taoist priests were about to escort the two of them away, when they suddenly heard the sound of the piano coming from a distance becoming extremely fast, and there was a kind of sabre-rattling posture, and the people who listened were frightened.

Yeyang's expression sank, and he hurriedly said: "It's not good! ”

Immediately with a wave of his hands, he instantly broke free from the rope he was tiding, and Yeyang neatly took out the piano he was carrying and flew in the direction where the sound of the piano came from.

All this happened so quickly that the people below didn't have time to react, and they were stunned in place.

"Hey! I said, when did you detoxify the poison! Gao Lan looked up angrily.

The top of the cliff.

A black-robed Taoist sat there with a piano in front of him.

Below, at the end of the waterfall, a white-robed Taoist also sits upright, and a piano is also placed in front of him.

The two of them looked tense, their fingers kept plucking the strings, and the two instruments were like each other's weapons under their hands, using the notes that burst out as a means of stabbing each other.

The night sun carried a stringed lyre, landed on the rocks near them, sat cross-legged, placed the lyre on his lap, and began to pluck the string......

Gao Lan also hurried over with those Taoist priests.

Changsheng saw that something was wrong with the two uncles, and he was busy: "It's bad, I'm afraid the two uncles are stunned!" After speaking, he was about to move forward, but was blocked by Gao Lan's body.

"Don't worry, I'm a fake Taoist, he's a real master, since the master has made a move, he will definitely be able to do it!" Gao Lan looked at Yeyang and said firmly.

Although Changsheng didn't believe it, he really had no other way to do this situation, and the master was not there, so he had to take a step and take a look.

I saw the three pianos between the cliffs, forming a triangular trend, and the sound of the night sun was ethereal and quiet, so that the two impetuous and fast pianos next to them gradually eased down.

The eyes of the two Taoists, one white and one black, gradually returned to normal from redness.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The little Taoist priest next to him couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect this monk to really have some skills." ”

Gao Lan was slightly proud: "That's nature, he's the master of the night sun!" ”

Yeyang, who was sitting on the rock, observed the expressions and piano sounds of the two Taoists from time to time, constantly adjusting his rhythm, and gradually bringing back their abnormal minds.

After a while, the two Taoists, one black and one white, slowly stopped, and then spit out a mouthful of blood from their mouths, and suddenly looked panicked and tired.

"Uncle Shi......"

The people below took a step forward and nervously.

The black-clothed Taoist priest got up: "It's okay!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a powerful voice in the air.

"The two junior brothers, they are full of spirit, they don't know moderation, they have lost their demons, if it weren't for this master to help, I'm afraid my life would be in danger!"

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw an old man in a cyan robe, with a fairy wind and bones, standing on top of a pine tree in the mountains.

"See Master."

The crowd began to speak.

Yeyang put away the piano, flew down, and landed beside Gao Lan.

A black and a white Taoist also came down in turn and came to Yeyang: "Thank you for coming to the rescue." ”

Yeyang raised his eyebrows: "If you want to thank you, it's better to loosen my friend first." ”

The underworld priest hurriedly said to Changsheng: "Don't let go quickly!" ”

"This ......," Changsheng hesitated, "they, they killed Senior Brother Yingyue!" ”

"What the hell is going on?" The green-robed Taoist walked over.

Yeyang hurriedly said humbly: "This is all a misunderstanding. ”

Everyone came to the main hall, and Changsheng told him how it went.

The green-robed Taoist asked Gao Lan: "How can you have the dust of the full moon?" ”

Gao Lan was stunned, and was about to speak, Yeyang took a step ahead and said, "Dao Chief, I gave her this dust." ”

"You?" The green robe was surprised.

Yeyang said: "Under is the abbot of the Great Compassion Temple under the moon, Yeyang." ”

Qingpao looked stunned: "Are you Yeyang?" Then he got up, very surprised, staring at him up and down, "It's really you kid, when you were almost five or six years old, Poor Dao still hugged you." But your face ......" The eyes of the green-robed Taoist fell on the flower on Yeyang's face.

Yeyang was surprised: It turned out to be Yeyang's old acquaintance. Xu Yu said: "Dao Chief, don't be surprised, my face is just accidentally poisoned by flowers, it's okay." ”

Qingpao smiled: "Ao, poor Qingfengzi, I am close friends with your master Wu Xiang, but I haven't been able to see him again for many years until he sits down!" ”

Gao Lanxin said: Alas, Yeyang is estimated to be the same as me, where does he know about Yiren Fengxiao, and he also doesn't know about Yeyang when he was young.

That's true, Yeyang hurriedly changed the topic: "Ao, I see, but the poor monk can't remember." Just said that the dusting ......"

"Oh, yes, how did the dust of the full moon end up with you?" Qing Fengzi said with a smile.

I saw Yeyang's face sank: "This matter is exactly what the poor monk also wants to figure out......"

Everyone was puzzled, Gao Lan was even more puzzled, and he was indignant in his heart: Lie to me again! Didn't you say you picked it up!

Yeyang got up and paced a few steps: "Back then, the poor monk had a serious illness and fell asleep for a long time, until he woke up and saw that he was holding this dust tightly in his hand...... But he couldn't remember the origin of this dust, so the poor monk looked around for the owner of the dust, but he never found it. ”

After Yeyang finished speaking, he looked at Gao Lan: "So the poor monk asked this friend to pretend to be a Taoist priest and took this whisk, and the poor monk thought, since I can't find him, maybe he can take the initiative to find me." ”

When Gao Lan heard this, he immediately became angry: "Ao, it turns out that you are using me to help you find someone!" You flower monk with a mouth full of trains! ”

When Yeyang heard this, he hurriedly suppressed her, and said in a humble voice: "Isn't it like I kill two birds with one stone, and I can be regarded as helping you disguise!" ”

"Humph! I don't believe you anymore! Gao Lan twisted aside.

Qing Fengzi smiled and said, "So that's the case!" ”

Yeyang turned to him again and asked, "Then may I ask the Chief, what is going on with this Full Moon Daoist!" ”

"Nephew, listen to the poor Tao and tell you slowly." Qingfengzi began to say slowly, "Our crane singing temple is a hidden Taoist temple outside the world, there is no trace to follow in the rivers and lakes, and the original intention of the poor Taoist master at the beginning was to build a place for people who want to be truly born, so that they will not stick to the disputes in the rivers and lakes, and hide in this deep mountain to practice wholeheartedly." ”