Gou Haodong patted the non-existent dust on his body, and walked away with Song Sixuan and Ya'er without looking back.

"Actually, I have always been very ununderstanding why this situation occurs in our Huaxia. Could it be that this is the mountain high emperor far away? We are monks to solve it, but what if not? Wouldn't that be a bastard's misdeeds? Song Sixuan said with some indignation.

Gou Haodong shrugged his shoulders: "This is that there are too many 'protection-umbrellas', and there are loopholes in the rule of officials." But don't worry, the effect of sweeping away gangsters and eliminating evil over the years is particularly obvious, if you persist for a while, it will definitely be bright and peaceful. Now, the biggest problem is the revival of Reiki. ”

"Indeed, monks are not easy to control, and in the past, many monks still hide their identities and use their abilities to make profits."

"The state is sorting out the system, and plans to register the monks as if they were registered, and the disciples recruited by the various sects should also be reported." Gou Haodong remembered the news he had come into contact with in the past few days in Kyoto.

"How can a sect be willing? They are very arrogant, and they are bound by the secular system, and they definitely can't accept it. ”

"Didn't our founding leader say, 'Power comes out of the barrel of a gun,' and you can have power." Gou Haodong kicked a pebble on the road: "I support it, after all, most of the people in this country are not monks, and they can't do something that a few people can, that is a privilege, and only by taking care of the interests of most people is what we pursue in Huaxia." ”

"I don't understand politics, I just know that society needs good order, and that is good for us." Song Sixuan said in a low voice.

Gou Haodong chuckled: "What kind of politics is this, don't worry, with the chief here, there will be absolutely no problem." Well, you see, the one in front is the inn I booked, and the development of B&B here in the ancient city of Yundian is the most distinctive. Many book writers have mentioned it here. ”

Passing through the narrow and slightly steep alley, a pure wooden staircase leads to the door of the inn, which has a kind of antique taste.

The pale yellow walls are matched with blue-gray tiles, and the low buildings are particularly tasteful.

The first to greet them was a young man, squatting at the door with a fat and fat body, not afraid of the living, opening his mouth wide and yawning and began to sleep.

"Hey! Fat brother, don't sleep! You're so fat! The young man's voice came out, it should be the innkeeper: "Coming?" ”

Gou Haodong nodded: "Is there any other room for the standard room booked the night before yesterday?" Would like to order another one. ”

The innkeeper has long hair tied into a ponytail, and the stubble on his face is a little heavy, but there is no middle-aged tiredness in his demeanor: "It's not okay to book another one, it's all booked in advance, there are a lot of people who come to travel here, and it is estimated that the nearby inns are also full." ”

Gou Haodong glanced back at the two girls: "Okay, one is just one." ”

"Please show your ID and come and register." The innkeeper went to the front desk to operate and handed the room card to Gou Haodong: "Second floor." If you need me here, just mention it, I have the channels here, and I can also help you clear mines. Would you like to come down and play later? There was wine and a guitar, and it was very happy. ”

"Okay, thank you, boss." Gou Haodong took the two girls into the room.

"A window....... Are you two roundhouses? Ya'er was surprised.

Gou Haodong hurriedly closed the door: "Don't talk nonsense, there is nothing." ”

"Isn't sleeping together a round house?" Ya'er hugged her arms: "I'm not young anymore, and I'm treated like a child." ”

Well, looking at the development is really not small......

Gou Haodong rubbed his eyebrows: "Uh, it's not that simple, anyway, I haven't done what you said." How old are we? "This little girl came out of the mountains and lacked proper sex education.

"Cut—" Ya'er rolled her eyes, not wanting to talk to the liar.

"You two sleep in the bed, and I sleep on the sofa." Gou Haodong walked to the window, and he could see the whole picture of the ancient city outside.

The staggered heights are silent, the bluestone-paved paths, the shuttled tourists, the street vendors coming and going, a peaceful scene.

Draw the curtains, and there are other rooms not far away, so it's not good if you see each other.

Song Sixuan was reluctant to let Gou Haodong make do on the sofa, but there was no way, she could sleep on the sofa, but she couldn't let Ya'er do the same.

After a brief tidying up, the three of them came downstairs to the hall. It hadn't been long since then, and there were a lot of people sitting in a circle below. Men and women, young and old, but mostly couples.

"Hey, it's almost here." The innkeeper held his guitar: "If you don't want to go out tonight, let's sing together." There are two cases of specialty beer, everyone drinks open, I please! ”

"Thank you boss!" Everyone shouted happily.

The boss plucked the strings and listened to the pitch, then lit a cigarette and put it in his right hand, and took a deep breath: "Here, it's a folk song, refreshing and refreshing, not so heart-rending but it makes you empathize." Let's start with a few well-known songs, Song Dongye's "Anhe Bridge". Even if you can't go back to that city, that summer, you can still miss that person in your heart. ”

Gou Haodong saw the African drum next to him, and pulled it directly into his arms to prepare.

"Will you?" The boss asked.

Gou Haodong nodded: "Learn guitar, you know a little bit about this and harmonica, right?" ”

The boss spat out a puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "That's what you said, come on." ”

Gou Haodong has a lot of performance experience, and the small scenes of more than 20 people are at his fingertips.

He beats the drum according to the style of the original, seven drums in one bar, most of which are syncopated, and the singing is relatively loose, so it is a test of people's sense of rhythm and proficiency in songs.

After playing two bars, the boss nodded appreciatively and took advantage of the prelude.

"Let me look at you again, from south to north......"

The boss's singing voice is rather hoarse, and it feels like it has been weathered for a long time. The cigarette burns slowly in his hand, and when he plucks the strings, it falls with a flurry of soot.

Gou Haodong likes Song Dongye's songs very much, and his fragmented lyrics seem to be piled up, but they are actually targeted omissions. It is mixed with catharsis that is about to come out, but it is rigidly restrained. Thoughts, nostalgia, and love are vividly described.

It can be regarded as a poem, at least it is countless times better than those "pear blossom bodies" that are forcibly called poems.

After the last note was played, everyone applauded excitedly and applauded loudly.

"Let's have another song "Southern Girl", I see that most of you come to travel from the north, let everyone see it." The boss laughed.

Gou Haodong put on a good posture with satisfaction, and the songs chosen by this boss are all his favorites.

Singer Zhao Lei's style is relatively simple, a guitar, a person, and simply sings the poems from the bottom of his heart.

Gou Haodong admits to being amazed by his lyrics: "In the wind of the four seasons, you are comforting the time with your hair fluttering." ”

At that time, he still had a vague liking for Song Sixuan, and in the face of such graphic lyrics, he would always involuntarily think of the most beautiful girl in his heart.

That's right, so when he hears this lyric now, Gou Haodong will think of that brilliant afternoon, when the girl by the classroom window smiled at him in the sun.

He turned around and smiled at Song Sixuan, Song Sixuan, who was holding her face to admire, was a little inexplicable, but she could feel Gou Haodong's love and responded with a sweet smile.

The song ended unconsciously, and the boss beckoned to Gou Haodong: "Brother, there is a story between you and that girl, sing it." ”

Everyone looked at the two of them and happily coaxed, "Come on!" Come on! ”

Gou Haodong took the guitar generously: "Good ......."

"Hey!" The boss lit another cigarette, picked up the wine and interrupted Gou Haodong: "Don't you understand the rules here?" ”

Gou Haodong scratched his head and looked at everyone in confusion.

A little girl shouted excitedly: "I have a story, do you have wine?" Let's start with the story! Tell a story! ”

Song Sixuan's pretty face turned red, but she still looked at Gou Haodong seriously, wanting to hear what he said about the bits and pieces between the two people.

"The story of the two of us is the love between the class flower and the scumbag." Gou Haodong said slowly.

"Wow, that's sweet." Another little girl with stars in her eyes.

Gou Haodong forcibly resisted the desire to roll his eyes, he didn't say anything, just sweet? Make it up for yourself.

"In my heart she is ......"

"Goddess! Oh! "There's a little girl called.

"Well, she was sick a lot at the time, came home a lot, and then wrote this song, and hasn't heard it to her yet." Gou Haodong scratched his head: "My love at that time, our small details are in it, so I won't say much." ”

The prelude is just a f-chord with a gentle sweep.

"I've been waiting for your return

Look at the mottled calendar on the wall

The wind likes to take advantage of you and I don't pay attention

Blow the past into memory

On that day, they crossed their knees side by side on the sidelines

I stole a look at you

The corners of your lips are slightly curled

Eyes squinted slightly

I want to find a chance to say I love you

I'm afraid you'll flee in a hurry

If you really want to

I want to be with you forever."

The lyrics are only so short, the melody is slow, and it ends a little over a minute.

The style of the music is more retro, with a kind of folk style from twenty years ago, as beautiful as faded old photos, full of nostalgia.

Song Sixuan remembered for a while that at that time, she and Gou Haodong were sitting on the edge of the court in the football game in the class. As a monk, her sense is very keen, and she knows that there is someone on the left who is staring at her, it is Gou Haodong.

At that time, my heart was sweet, I guess I laughed, anyway, I didn't know it, and I was discovered.

"Kiss one! Kiss one! ”

"Don't make a fuss!" Gou Haodong waved his hand, blushing.

"Let you kiss, you kiss, twist and pinch not like words, like what, little girl!"

Everyone coaxed, and the innkeeper also looked at it with a smile.

"How bad, it's immoral!" Gou Haodong's head shook like a rattle.

"Wow!"