On the Forgetfulness Cliff, in the Forgetfulness Cave, in the Forgetfulness Forest to the north of the Forgetfulness Pavilion, the white lotus lies on the ground.

The green meadows, the dense jungle, in the night like a huge umbrella covered his body.

Through the cracks in the woods, the night quietly sent a breeze to his face, to his nostrils, and slowly into his heart.

Bai Lian looked up at the sky above his head, and his heart was filled with infinite sorrow at this moment.

A cool breeze hit.

I faintly heard the sound of the piano, which was very elegant and beautiful, and quietly burrowed into Bai Lian's ears under the breeze.

Bai Lian was taken aback.

I hurriedly did it, pricked up my ears and listened carefully, but I couldn't hear anything.

What the hell is going on, is there something wrong with my ears? Bai Lian muttered to herself.

She listened carefully for a long time, but there was still no sound.

Could it be that there is a hallucination? She kept asking herself.

It's impossible, I vaguely heard the sound of the piano just now, why can't I hear it all of a sudden now?

She felt very confused.

He stood up, took a few steps, and listened carefully.

After listening to it for a long time, I still couldn't hear any trace of the piano.

I must have been hallucinating, she reluctantly returned to the same place, lay on the ground, a wave of sleepiness hit, and fell asleep unconsciously.

She has been very tired in the past few days, and she has been persevering and patient.

Finally fell asleep.

The breeze gently swept her cheeks, quietly staring at the sadness on that face, never wanting to leave, just wanting to stay in front of her for a while, but reluctantly walked away.

Because his fate is to keep moving, there is no way to stop, and once he stops, he will disappear and no longer be the wind.

A loud sound of the piano woke up the sleeping white lotus.

He scrambled to his feet, and the wind was raging before him, the trees were shaking, and the wind was blowing with the graceful sound of the harp.

This time she listened very clearly.

It's definitely the sound of the piano, yes, it must be the sound of the piano, a self-talk that I haven't seen for a hundred years.

She hurriedly got up and listened.

The sound of this piano is sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, sometimes like thousands of horses galloping, turbulent, sometimes like a drizzle, the warm wind of early spring, sometimes I want to hang low, sometimes like a green pine, that kind of tone, resentment mixed with sadness, happiness mixed with regret.

It seems that I have never heard that kind of tone, that kind of timbre, I am afraid that it is only in heaven, how can people have the opportunity to listen to it.

Bai Lian was fascinated by this, and suddenly the wind stopped, and the sound of the piano also stopped.

Everything was silent again.

Bai Yi was already standing in a daze, reminiscing about the wonderful sound of the piano just now.

I couldn't get my thoughts back into my mind for a long time.

She was deeply attracted by the beautiful sound of the piano.

It took a while to realize that he was already in the forest.

The sky had already revealed the white fish maw, and the east was white, and the white light sprinkled on the white lotus's face through the dense jungle.

She suddenly realized that the direction from which the sound of the piano came must be the east, where the light rose.

There was an inexplicable joy in my heart, I must find this piano sound, I must find this piano sound.

I don't know who she played, my heart must be full of sadness, there must be this little-known past, it must be unbearable and unforgettable.

Bai Lian's thoughts and the melodious sound of the piano were closely linked, tightly linked.

She sat on the floor, her head full of piano sounds.

Close your eyes and forget it.

He slowly lay on the ground again, closed his eyes and recuperated.

In the longing for the sound of the piano, I slowly fell asleep again.

This time he slept very soundly, and that sweetness was the first time in his life, as if he had entered another silent world, without any sound, without any troubles.

It's like being in a gentle sea, soaking your body and flowing into every capillary of your body, which is extremely comfortable and comfortable.

When she opened her eyes.

Zhao Yun and the group of ghosts sat on the ground not far away and waited for her.

He got up tonight to look at the sun, it was already three poles of the sun, and he estimated that this hour, it was probably time.

She hurriedly rolled over and stood up, rubbed her eyes, and straightened the hair on her forehead.

Zhao Yun saw that the sect leader had woken up, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "What does the sect leader command?"

He happily said: "Today I will take you to a wonderful place, everyone hurry up and find some wild fruits to satisfy your hunger, and then act immediately."

Zhao Yun was confused when he heard it, and he didn't know why, where was this wonderful place that the sect leader said?

Looking at the leader's expression, looking at her happy look, it didn't look like a joke.

Definitely a good place to go.

Zhao Yun didn't dare to ask more, so he had to answer yes and say loudly to the little ghosts: "Hurry up and find wild fruits to satisfy your hunger, and act collectively after eating."

The leader will take everyone to a fun place.

When the little ghosts heard about the fun place, they jumped up happily, climbed to the tree of forgetfulness, and ate the fruit of forgetfulness in a big gulp.

After eating the wild fruit, the little ghosts gathered around Bai Lian and scrambled to speak.

Patriarch, what fun places are you going to take us? Tell us about it.

Bai Lian replied: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed, you will naturally know if you go."

The little ghosts showed puzzled looks on their faces, and they all said, "It's really fake."

Zhao Yun scolded loudly: "There are no rules, if it weren't for the sect master, we would have been scattered a long time ago, and we would have dared to talk to the sect leader like this."

After speaking, he looked at the group of ghosts with an angry face.

The ghosts bowed their heads and remained silent.

Bai Lian smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, this sect leader doesn't care so much."

Go, come with me to that fabulous place.

With that, she strode forward.

Behind Zhao Yun and the poor ghosts.

Zhao Yun quietly pointed to the nose of the group of ghosts and said, I don't know how to thank the sect leader, it is really a bunch of elm brains, and it will never be able to open up.

Since the ghosts said, "Thank you Sect Master, thank you Sect Master."

After Bai Lian heard the smile, she turned her head to look at the poor ghost and smiled happily.

After the group of ghosts saw the smile of the sect leader, you suddenly became active, and you looked left and right lively, and slowly walked out of the Forgetful Forest.

After passing through the Forgetful Forest, I saw a very steep downhill road, and on both sides of the road were all kinds of wild flowers and grasses that could not be named, which made people fragrant and refreshing.

The ghosts looked at the wildflowers and weeds on the side of the road, and a few little ghosts shouted: "Come and see, come and see, how can this tall and slender leaf flower only grow leaves and not bloom."

Bai Lian looked back at the little ghost: "Say it loudly, fools, let me tell you, isn't this the flower on the other side of Huangquan Road?" ”。

What Huangquan Road, what other side of the flower, sect leader, sect leader, you have been to so many places, what is the matter with this Huangquan Road and the other side of the flower?

Looking at the questions of the poor ghosts, Bai Lian really felt that these ghosts in front of her were already certain and very certain, they had completely lost their memory, completely lost their memory.

She couldn't bear to hurt everyone, and replied lightly, "It's a beautiful place, every rabbit has walked by, maybe you have forgotten."

The little ghosts muttered "Huangquan Road, the other side of the flower, Huangquan Road, the other side of the flower ......" one after another, and began to walk slowly forward.

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