Chapter 17 - Quiet Throat Tactful Flower Stream Fu The string is broken, homesick and silent
His voice was quite loud, and he glanced down at me without moving, and sneered, "Huh? Isn't this Senior Brother Lin, looking at your current vigor and the appearance of yesterday's illness, it is like two people. ”
This voice seems to be a little familiar, and I just remembered that this person seems to be my eleventh senior brother, the younger brother of the sixth senior brother Li Shizhong - Li Shiqian.
"With the blessing of the senior brother in charge, he sent me a lot of big supplements, and today is better." I chuckled softly.
"Really?" The corners of his mouth were still slightly raised, but the slightly frowning brows had already expressed the displeasure in his heart for him, and he immediately sneered: "It seems that the senior brother in charge really cares about you." ”
And not far from him, Li Shizhong's figure became clearer and clearer in mid-air, Li Shiqian glanced at Li Shizhong behind him who was gradually approaching the sword, but his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper.
"It's not glutinous rice paste, it's always sticky and tight?" He scolded secretly, glared at Li Shizhong behind him, hurriedly pinched the sword of the law, and flew away as if he was running away, and Li Shizhong in mid-air seemed to notice me below, Zhu Liwei was about to say something to me, and suddenly noticed that Li Shiqian seemed to be afraid of being caught up by him, and urged some spiritual power to accelerate and fly farther and farther, and he couldn't talk anymore at the moment, gritted his teeth and urged some spiritual power to hurriedly chase up.
I raised my head slightly, watching the two of them roll and chase like waves of the river together with the snow-white clouds at the end of the sky, and I actually felt a little funny, but I probably felt that although Li Shizhong loved rare and exotic plants, he paid no less attention to his younger brother than them.
"If only I had such a brother." I couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly thought of the particularly terrifying appearance of Li Shizhong's laughter that night in Zhikong Lin, and shivered with palpitations, and instantly denied this terrible thought in my heart, and walked towards the direction of the Zikai Hall with the Qingming Sword in my hand.
Walking around the Zikai Hall with blue tile red wall, the first thing that catches my eye is the five-colored and flowery Spring Garden, a few pink peach trees are dotted in the lush pine and cypress, and the small and exquisite hexagonal pavilion is hidden in it, I walked slowly along the path paved with small stones along the bitile stone wall, and under the curtain of the hexagonal pavilion when I looked up, Lin Qing'an was sitting upright in front of a black guqin, and gently brushed the seven strings with his slender jade fingers, or hooked, or picked, or wiped...... The sound of the piano is sometimes euphemistic and long, sometimes sonorous, faintly revealing a little loneliness, as if there are many feelings that you want to say but can't say, and you can't say it, and you want to say it and stop, which makes the listener feel a little sad and sad inexplicably.
Everyone's heart hides an unspeakable painful past, and I never thought that he was quite like me.
He played a little selflessly, closed his eyes and stroked, played like a fascination, tears lightly crossed his vicissitudes of life, and exploded into a small splash on the lyre in front of him, and suddenly his hand played faster and faster, and the sound of the piano gradually became sonorous and noisy, like thousands of people shouting and howling with a hundred ghosts, Yang Qing'an's brows were also deeper and deeper, and his eyes were closed tighter and tighter, as if he was invincible with 10,000 people but had to fight.
At that moment, the strings snapped suddenly, and the last sonorous sound woke him up from his nightmare.
He lowered his head slightly, subconsciously covered his sleeves and wiped the tears on his cheeks, and suddenly found that there was a shadow on the side of the piano, and he turned his head in panic and noticed me standing behind him for a long time.
"Dust?" Seeing that it was me, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said with a forced smile: "When did you come over, why didn't you keep quiet?" ”
"I have only been here for less than half a moment in your Liuchun Pavilion, and when I saw that my senior brother was playing the piano, I couldn't bear to disturb me." Immediately, I thought about it and said, "Senior brother, did you recall something that was not very good?" ”
"Nothing." He wanted to speak and stopped, and suddenly remembered that "Lin Qingchen" was also a person who knew a lot about music, and he could hear his state of mind hidden in the sound of the piano, so he smiled awkwardly and sighed: "It doesn't matter what is good or bad, blessings and misfortunes depend on them, blessings and misfortunes lie in waiting, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and blessings and misfortunes are difficult to doubt...... What's more, since I have entered the floating life, all the past has long been irrelevant to me. ”
"Is it really irrelevant?" Yang Qing'an's words made me puzzled.
Obviously, there must be a very painful past hidden in his heart, so he chose to use Fuqin to relieve the suppressed pain in his heart.
According to the memory of "Lin Qingchen", he should be playing Jiahua's "Huajian Fu", this song should have been humorous and tactful, describing the story of an official woman's sudden change in her home, who was left with nowhere to go, and finally humiliated herself in the wilderness, but the sonorous sound in the second half of the song was obviously not there before this song, probably because he suddenly thought of the past and added it inadvertently.
Yang Qing'an didn't mention it, he also had his unspeakable reason, seeing his stunned expression, I didn't dare to ask more, and directly explained the intention.
"Senior brother......" I said softly, "Do you know that there are harmony exercises or external objects that can seal people's spiritual power?" ”
"What is this for, you ask?" He wondered.
"Just curious." I casually responded.
"Is it really just curiosity?" He looked at it suspiciously, and said in a deep voice: "If you are just curious, you can go and ask Shi Zhong, he has studied a lot in this area." ”
When I heard this, my heart sank immediately, now the entire floating faction, the most important thing I must guard against is Li Shizhong, the smiling fox, I was afraid that all this was his conspiracy, how could I still blatantly question him, isn't that a sheep into the mouth of a tiger?
Yang Qing'an saw that my expression was complicated, and he knew that I had some unspeakable difficulties, so he sighed: "If you want to say that there are foreign objects that can seal people's spiritual power, it is probably only the Moon Shadow Ephemera, and in addition, there is only the Spirit Sealing Array...... The spirit sealing array can be large or small, small can seal a person's spiritual power, and a large can be sealed within a radius of 100 miles, and it can only be activated according to its own strength or a certain foreign object, and the sealer's own spiritual power will be blocked. ”
Spiritual blockage? But when I thought about it carefully, it seemed that my spiritual power was not blocked, it could still flow in my body, but it couldn't be released, so there was no sense of blockage in the spirit sealing array.
In addition to the Moon Shadow Epiphany and the Sealing Spirit Array, there may also be Gu worms or curses, but there are also traces of Gu worms entering the body, and it is not realistic to curse this kind of thing to hurt the enemy by one thousand and damage eight hundred.
Everything I knew so far was very different from what I had experienced, and I felt more and more that it must have been intentional on purpose.