Chapter 128: The Wonderful Sound of the Piano
The girl in white on the cliff didn't seem to see the colorful glow not far away, and was still playing the beautiful music happily.
When Bai Lian heard this wonderful music, she had a very familiar feeling, and she didn't know where she had heard it.
She whispered to herself: "Where have you heard it, where have you heard it", Bai Lian recalled carefully.
Suddenly, Zhao Yun behind him shouted loudly: "Sect Master, look, Sect Master, how can the girl playing the piano on the cliff look exactly like you."
Only then did the ghosts discover that this familiar figure was not the White Lotus Sect Leader in front of them?
The ghosts felt incredible one by one, and whispered: "Is there such a coincidental thing in the world?" ”。
Bai Lian took a closer look, and the girl in white sitting on the cliff playing the piano did look very similar to herself.
He looked at the girl in white intently, and suddenly his eyes lit up and casually said a few big words of "Ancient Love Tears Like Rain".
Bai Lian said happily: "I remember, I remember", the song played by this girl is "Ancient Love Tears Like Rain".
At this time, I only saw the girl in white dancing with her hands, from the thin strings, jumping out of a string of elegant notes, the combination of movement and static, high and low matching, long and short, elegant music resounded on the Yuxu Peak, intertwined with the white snow, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, sometimes elegant, sometimes sad, as if looking forward to distant relatives, seems to be pouring out full of tenderness.
Just listen to the girl in white ballistic: Heaven and earth are long, all things are in the center of me, the beginning of the red gas is my sister, the beginning of the white gas is the origin, the millennium of the deepest relationship, the vast Kunlun is difficult to see, who to complain to, full of tenderness floating where, living alone in the jade peak, the cliff white lotus is my body, the sisters are difficult to break, the lovesickness depends on the earthly world, the eternal change dragon flies, the eternal evergreen phoenix comes to the dynasty, the red water laughs and the black water cries, all are a void in front of the eyes, the sisters are boundless and dependent, the sisters are relatively speechless, this heart is not broken, the sky is not old, This love does not depend on the water and does not dry, this life is willing to be a lotus, and the cliff is guarded to be fateful.
The ghosts listened to this tragic song, tears flowed involuntarily, and some could no longer control their emotions, hugging their heads and crying.
Bai Lian felt very strange, is there a woman in the world who looks exactly like me?
Look closely at this girl in white who plays the piano, in terms of temperament and charm, she is exactly the same as herself, and even the clothes she wears are very similar to her own.
Bai Lian couldn't guess it, and looked at the girl in white in front of her blankly.
The sound of the piano came and went, and the girl on the cliff looked up at the multicolored glow, and a smile appeared on her melancholy face.
She waved her hand very calmly at the multicolored glow, as if she had already expected that the multicolored glow would come to her.
The girl in white said softly, "We will see you again if we are fated," turned around and disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, the multicolored glow seemed to be pulled by a huge force, and it landed rapidly downward, much faster than the speed of the ascent.
The ghosts felt dizzy and closed their eyes one after another.
The aperture of the multicolored glow gradually slows down.
When the ghosts opened their eyes, they found that they had reached the top of the Forgetful Cliff.
Seeing that the aperture of the multicolored glow was about to descend to the hole in the middle of the Forgetful Cliff, Bai Lian hurriedly shouted, "Go in."
It's strange to say, this colorful glow understood Bai Lian's words well, and obediently got into the cave in the middle of the Forgetful Cliff, and disappeared in an instant.
This sudden change frightened Bai Lian and all the ghosts.
It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
When they came back to their senses, they found themselves in a huge cavern, and the cave was pitch black.
Bai Lian took these poor ghosts to walk forward in the dark, walked and turned a few corners, and found a glimmer of light in front of them.
A little ghost shouted excitedly: "There is light, there is light".
The ghosts looked forward and saw beams of white light in the distance.
Bai Lian thought, this may be the end of the cave, I don't know what this cave looks like?
Pluck up the courage and keep going, the brighter you go.
Go to the cave and take a look.
In front of him is a spacious and bright manor, with rows of houses in the manor, and in front of the house is a large garden, which is full of flowers of all colors, which are more vividly bloomed by the flowers on the cliff of forgetfulness.
The gate of the manor is open, and the doorway is carved with three large golden characters "Cave of Forgetful Love".
When the ghosts saw this large manor, they immediately cheered.
After experiencing the vicissitudes of wind and rain, they finally saw hope, and suddenly their emotions were out of control.
They were running and cheering happily in the manor, as if the manor belonged to them.
Bai Lian slowly walked through the gate of the manor and walked to the front hall, with Zhao Yun following closely behind.
Bai Lian looked back carefully, and saw that the front hall was a three-story attic, and the doors and windows of the attic were all antique, with vermilion gates, vermilion windows, and vermilion stairs.
Looking up the stairs, the roof of the third floor of the attic has three big characters written on it: "Forget the Love Pavilion".
Originally, the name of this three-story attic was the Pavilion of Forgetfulness.
Bai Lian thought quietly.
The mountain cliff here is called the Forgetfulness Cliff, the hole on the Forgetfulness Cliff is called the Forgetfulness Cave, and the three-story attic is also called the Forgetfulness Pavilion.
Could it be that the woods under the cliffs are the legendary Forgetfulness Forest, if it is the Forgetfulness Forest, then the gourd-shaped fruit must be the Forgetfulness Fruit.
Bai Lian suddenly realized, no wonder the ghosts became so happy after eating the gourd-shaped wild fruit, it turned out that they had already forgotten everything before.
Thinking of this, Bai Lian looked back, and those happy ghosts were cheering happily and jumping, looking carefree, compared with the previous sad faces, this atmosphere was even better.
Bai Lian said to herself: "So very good, so very good, instead of living in memories so painful, it is better to forget the past completely, so that life is more relaxed, living people should live like this, and ghosts should be like this."
Zhao Yun, who was following behind, didn't know what the sect leader Bai Lian was thinking?
It's inconvenient to ask more, just quietly follow behind him, and obey the call of the sect leader at any time.
Bai Lian's gaze moved from the Forgetful Pavilion to the sides.
I saw that on both sides of the Forgetful Pavilion, there are two large gardens, the garden is full of all the strange flowers and plants in the underworld, and the flowers on the other side of the Huangquan Road are also in full bloom here, it seems that there is another flavor, the fragrance of various strange flowers and exotic plants is mixed together, and it slowly floats down the attic under the breeze, and floats to the faces of Bai Lian and Zhao Yun, and the eyes are floating in the nose, and it is a sea of flowers at a glance.
Bai Lian felt relaxed, fragrant and comfortable, and her heart was extremely comfortable.
White Lotus strolled forward, skirting the attic to the back of the attic.
I saw that there was a winding path behind the Forgetfulness Pavilion, the path was made of stones, and the sides of the path were covered with various fruit trees, which grew more luxuriantly than the fruit trees in the Forgetfulness Forest.
The fruit trees are full of all kinds of wild fruits, some are oval, some are rectangular, some are conical, some are lion-shaped, some are peach-heart-shaped, and the most striking thing is the gourd-shaped forgetful fruit.
Looking at the green eyes, breathing in the fresh air, and inhaling the fragrance of flowers, the white lotus has a feeling of intoxication.
Turned around and asked Zhao Yun behind him: "Zhao Protector, how do you feel about the environment here, do you think we are satisfied with settling down here?"
Zhao Yun said happily: "The environment here is simply the paradise of the underworld, even the king of Qin Guang, who invaded the underworld and was heinous, would never have imagined that there would be such a paradise with unique scenery here."
Bai Lian was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, go to the attic to visit the master."
Only then did Zhao Yun realize that they had come here to enjoy the scenery here, and had not yet visited the owner here.
hurriedly answered "yes", grabbed the front of the white lotus and walked to the attic.
The White Lotus Man looked at Zhao Yun's distant back and thought silently in his heart, this is a loyal servant, and he will be kind to him in the future.
The ghosts in the yard had a lot of fun, looking at this flower, then looking at that flower, hugging this tree, and then running over to hug another tree, feeling that this place is full of sunshine and warmth.
Compared to the eerie place, this is simply a paradise in the underworld, and the blooming flowers will smile at you quietly no matter how much you tease him.
I heard a little ghost crying loudly: "There are wild fruits in the back of the house, and there are delicious wild fruits in the back of the house."
It turned out that this little ghost had already sneaked into the woods behind the Forgetful Pavilion.
When Bai Lian heard the voice, she looked back and saw that a thin and tall imp had already climbed onto the love tree, sitting cross-legged on the thick branches, and munching on the fruit of forgetfulness, the smile on her face was like a child who was praised by a teacher in class.
When the ghosts heard the scream, they ran quickly towards the back of the Forgetful Pavilion, sprinting at a speed like an athlete chasing a gold medal on the sports field.
In an instant, they had already arrived at the edge of the woodland, and they looked enviously at the little ghosts sitting on the trees eating the fruit of forgetfulness.
I don't know which little ghost said to climb quickly.
The ghosts hugged the stout tree one after another, climbed up vigorously, and the young and strong ones lay on the branches early and sang leisurely.
You are frail and sick to help me, I pull you and try to climb up, those who really can't climb up, quietly sit on the ground, look at the little ghost lying on the tree with envious eyes, drooling from time to time in his mouth.
The little ghosts who climbed the tree picked the big fruit of forgetfulness and threw them down one after another at the old ghosts under the tree.
The old ghosts raised their heads, stretched out their arms, and fell down the wild fruits, and sat under the big tree to munch on the wild fruits leisurely.
The little ghosts on the tree were full of the fruit of forgetfulness, and shuttled back and forth between the two trees, climbing to this tree for a while, and climbing to that tree for a while, and some were tired and lay down on the thick branches and fell asleep, snoring like thunder, they slept so sweetly, so peacefully.
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