The little ghosts led by the White Lotus continued to walk along the winding path.

There is a steep downhill road ahead, with cliffs on both sides, and the cliffs are full of colorful flowers, which look vibrant and chic under the baptism of the morning sun.

Continue to walk along the downhill road, and the winding mountain road is like a big snake shaking its head and tail, turning a mountain peak, and another mountain peak appears in front of it.

After about an hour of downhill walking, the ghosts were tired.

Zhao Yun stepped forward and said, "Sect Master, can you take a break and then hurry, this downhill road is really a bit difficult, and everyone is tired."

Bai Lian looked at the group of ghosts who were already tired and out of breath.

said, "Okay, then let's rest for a while".

With Zhao Yun's word "rest", the ghosts sat on the ground one after another, raised their hands to wipe the sweat beads on their foreheads, and they began to talk about it word by word.

There will be some good places here, look at the upward direction of this mountain, and if you go down, it will definitely be a big canyon, maybe there will be some demons and monsters at the bottom of the valley, and my life is in danger.

Sect Master Bai won't be lying to us, how do I feel that there won't be anything fun at the bottom.

Shut your mouth, when did the sect leader deceive us along the way, I believe her, the sect leader said that there is that, it will definitely be, you talk nonsense behind your back like this, this is a great disrespect to the sect master, be careful to be punished by the canon.

At this moment, a little ghost shouted excitedly, there was the sound of the harp, there was the sound of the harp.

All the imps pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

I faintly heard the sound of the piano sounding slowly, gradually overflowing like a tide, filling every space between heaven and earth.

Listen carefully to the sound of the piano, as if there is a white elf dancing with the wind, dancing gracefully and nobly; It is as if there are dazzling roses blooming one after another, wafting out the fragrance of music.

Bai Lian listened to the sound of the piano and sighed silently: "The flowers fall and the moon lacks people to lose weight, under the same sky, who will keep a round of waning moon for me, drink a glass of moonlight wine, lean on the mountain stream with me, enjoy the full moon together, the past is poignant, like this piano sound, playing the past, the strings are broken, the bow is broken, and the sound of the piano echoes in the bleak place full of tears."

This beautiful and agile sound of the piano seems to flow out of the middle of the cliff, listening quietly, like a thin stream flowing through the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.

The euphemistic and continuous sound of the piano, like a mountain spring winding from the valley, slowly flowing, the sound of the piano around the canyon, listening to the hearts of the ghosts trembling, the high-pitched sound of the piano is like a pine wind roaring, and like a spring water flowing hurriedly.

The sound of the piano like a song, like the spring breeze green over the fields, like the bamboo forest with bamboo shoots falling into the shell of the rain; If the sound of frogs should be harmonious, it is like the sound of waves lapping on the shore; It is like a bright moon shining in the night, and it is like children chasing kites .......

Bai Lian listened to the beautiful sound of the piano and fell into deep contemplation.......

If her life is like a sleepless night, the sound of the piano is like a glassy moonlight, stringing up all the ups and downs left to her by the years, he is like a fairy playing the piano, slowly plucking the strings, wandering in the stream, stirring up ripples, the sound of the piano has traveled through the years, through time, back to the Zhao Mansion that was once full of happy memories, and it seems to appear in front of him, and the days of relying on his mother Li Tianying for his life.

She involuntarily shouted, "Mother, mother".

Come back to your senses, there are still cliffs and steep paths in front of you, the wisps of piano sound from afar, melodious, a kind of rhyme but reverberate, although the sound of the piano is like a complaint, all the most quiet and good times, the most brilliant wind and frost, and or the initial appearance, are slowly flowing, sometimes soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes rushing over like a waterfall, sometimes crisp like a pearl falling on a jade plate, sometimes low back like a whisper, this clean piano sound, carrying people's hearts to find the spiritual rose.

The sound of this piano is very tragic, and there are too many resentments in the mood.

Bai Lian carefully recalled the familiar sound of the piano and tried her best to recall.

Suddenly I remembered, wasn't this the sound of the piano I heard last night?

She got up and listened carefully, and the sound was exactly the same as last night.

She hurriedly and happily said to the ghosts around her: "It's almost there, it's almost there, everyone can hear the sound of the piano."

The little ghosts said in unison: "I heard it, the sect leader heard it, what kind of piano sound is this, why does it sound so sad."

Bai He smiled: "I didn't answer the questions of the ghosts, because even she didn't know what kind of piano sound it was."

"Let's go on our way."

With Zhao Yun's shout, the group of ghosts stood up one after another and slowly walked forward with Bai Lian.

Ahead are still steep downhills and mountain peaks, and the scenery is the same as before.

The only difference is that the elegant and beautiful sound of the piano is getting clearer and clearer, and the more you go, the more beautiful it becomes.

Zhao Yun was very puzzled, who could play such a beautiful movement between heaven and earth?

He hurriedly walked up to Bai Lian and asked suspiciously.

Master, could you ask a question?

Bai Lian glanced back at Zhao Yun and said, "If you have any doubts, but it's okay to say it."

The sound of this piano has never been heard by the villain, whether it is in the yang world or in the underworld, I have never heard such a beautiful music, I don't know who played it.

Bai Lian shook her head and said: "I'm also thinking about this, hearing is false, seeing is believing, we can see if we walk to it."

Zhao Yun nodded, and then continued on his way.

After turning a few peaks and walking a rugged and steep downhill road, a huge cave suddenly opens up in front of you.

The cave is full of dense exotic flowers and plants, and gurgling water flows out of the cave, flowing straight down along the mountain to the north.

Take a closer look at the flowing water under the cliff of forgetfulness, it turns out to flow from here.

This cave that seems to be in front of you, if you want to get to the front and get a glimpse of the true face of Lushan, you still need to walk some distance.

After walking through a small but winding path, I finally saw the true face of this huge cavern.

The door of the cave is naturally placed with a piano made of bluestone, take a closer look at this is a natural ** stone, strangely, on the stone, there are cracks one by one, just want to piano strings.

The water at the entrance of the cave flows out of the cave and through the stalactites to the bottom of the cliff.

When the water passes through the stalactites, it laps against the fault lines on the stalactites, making this beautiful and tragic sound.

Bai Lian listened to the sound of the piano quietly, very crisp and elegant, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't have believed that the sound of the piano was made by water beating on stalactites.

Listen carefully, the sound of the piano seems to contain a great secret, maybe this secret has been sealed for thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, the sad sound of the piano, full of a kind of longing, full of a kind of sadness, that kind of passionate mood, that kind of beautiful sound, is beyond the reach of the human qin saint, not to mention the mourning of the underworld, compared with the world is not a world of difference.

Bai Lian quietly listened to the sad sound of the love piano, and felt very refreshed and comfortable.

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