The rain stopped in the early morning, and the corpses were thrown into the river, and they were found to be carrying four small boxes of jewelry, each of which was very expensive, and there was no obstacle to let Jin Xingzi and Ling Kongzi make a package, and carry it on their backs, and they found two official documents, which were to go to Minzhong County to serve as a county and Changshi, and their names were not Guo Kai and Zhao Cong, presumably they had changed their names.

The rest of the guests, along with the shopkeeper, the buddy, and Xiao Er, were all fascinated by the ecstasy incense prepared by Wu Barrier, and when they woke up, they didn't know anything, thinking that those people had already left, and the Ecstasy incense was made of the grass Wu, Chuanwu, Nao Yang Hua, Zui Xian Tao, and Mandala stolen by Ling Kongzi to go to the pharmacy without obstacles.

When Yang Yingjie came back, he rested in the inn for another hour, and these people boarded the boat again, went down the river, the three of them tossed all night, and after getting on the boat, they began to sleep, Yang Yingjie ignored the three of them, and still tasted wine, enjoyed the piano, and watched the scenery.

The willows on the riverside are hanging low, lush, the air is pure, the spring breeze is slow, the boats on the river are gradually increasing, and the comings and goings are continuous, Yang Yingjie gushes about the customs and customs of various places, famous poems and elegant gifts, showing himself to travel all over the mountains and rivers, what he has seen and heard.

Wuxian envied him very much in his heart, not because he tasted fine wine from all over the world and hunted countless flowers, but because he was free and lived in style.

How good it would be if there weren't so many impossibilities, and how good it would be if you lived longer.

Wuxian is already the second time to kill, this time he has killed a lot, he has been numb and calm, but this did not make him relieved, he knew that the two of them were just bought by Da Qin, it was Da Qin who made his parents die, and it was Da Qin who made the master die, and the five-color stone was taken by Da Qin again, and this Da Qin had a deep 'feeling' with him.

He found that his temperament has changed a lot since he came out of Changyang Mountain, it seems that it is because of the dark matter in his body that he has become cold-blooded, he is worried that he is really possessed by a demon, and one day that demon will occupy his entire body, but then he thinks about it, how long will his body last, if it is a demon possession, why not find a strong body, besides, those things are done when he is conscious, in fact, he has always been like this.

After another day, Yang Yingjie paid the boat fare, and landed with three people without obstacles, Jiujiang City is not on this riverside, there are still two days to go, it took a lot of effort to buy four horses, all the way slowly.

Jiujiang was originally a Chu land, a rich soil, the people were rich, and the literati and scholars came out in large numbers, but such a great river and mountain, and finally was destroyed by the barbarian Qin, and the high platforms and pavilions seen along the way can still see the once prosperous scene from it.

When they arrived in the city, the population increased, but most of them were old and young, and most of the people in the prime of life were eunuchs and wealthy merchants.

In the evening, Yang Yingjie bought a good piano and led it to Chunmanlou, which is backed by Huaishui, located in the most prosperous area of the city, with a group of mountains and mountains, flowers, carved beams and paintings, and extraordinary style.

Jin Xingzi and Ling Kongzi said with a smile: "The poor Dao is a cultivator, not in the world, and still looking forward to ......"

"Go in and have a cup of tea, listen to a tune, and I won't eat you!" The two of them pretended to be coy, half-pushed, half-pushed, and pulled closer to the building.

The building is very open, the lights are bright, the fragrance is pervasive, there are really a lot of guests, singing and laughing, tasting wine and drinking tea.

Yang Yingjie smiled at the beautiful woman who came forward and said, "This son has a piece of music score, give it to Miss Gongsun, please transfer it to her!"

Although Yang Yingjie is dissolute, he is very polite to women, in his words, "My fair lady, good gentleman." ”

The beautiful woman took the book of animal skin and said coquettishly: "Childe is still not giving up, do you have to see her?"

"The more difficult it is to see, the more this son will meet, you go and hand it over to her!"

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "Please wait here, and the slave family will go back!"

The four of them were seated, served green tea, accompanied by beautiful women, Yang Yingjie was particularly familiar with this place, and proudly flirted with beautiful women, after a while, the beautiful woman came back, smiled and said: "Our young lady has invited Yang Gongzi, please follow me on the boat, and the other sons go to the third floor to wait!"

Yang Yingjie hurriedly said: "This sonless son was brought by this son to learn piano skills with the Gongsun girl, and I implore him to board the ship with me." ”

The beautiful woman looked at the obstacle with her eyes, and said with a smile: "Yang Gongzi has brought someone to smash the field again, okay, the two of you please board the boat with the slave family, whether you can agree depends on what our young lady means!"

There are many houses in the whole spring full building, after bypassing a few corridors, lead to the riverside, only then do you find that there is a huge passenger ship moored on the river, like a pavilion on the water, the lights on the boat are bright, the beauty is dressed in tulle, graceful figure, looming, with the music, dancing, like a fairy descending to earth, drunk gold fan, and several martial arts masters are guarding around, in front of the big ship, there are more than ten small boats moored, and there are beautiful women on each boat to accompany them, they are all a rich man, an official eunuch, wine tasting and watching, talking and laughing, chanting poetry.

Wujian has never seen such a luxurious scene, so he knows why Jiujiang Manchun Building is famous far and wide, and how strong the strength of this background needs to be if the Qinglou can be operated to such an extent.

Yang Yingjie and Wujian got on the boat, and the four beauties rowed the boat slowly, and after docking at the passenger boat, the two boarded the passenger boat and sat on the seats on the bow deck, envying the people on the boat.

The cabins of the passenger ship have three floors, which are built according to the pavilion, and the second floor is occupied by wind performers and various musical instruments.

The bright moon hung high, the river breeze caressed, the music stopped, after the dance, Yang Yingjie shook the painting fan, looked at the third floor, and said with a smile: "She is about to appear, whether she can see it or not, it's up to you!"

Wuji said lightly: "Let's give it a try!"

At this time, a beautiful woman walked out of the third floor and stood on the balcony, Yingying shouted: "Tonight, Yang Gongzi presented Xingtian's "Divination" score, and our young lady played a song "Wind Grass" to thank her!"

I really saw a woman with a light veil on her head walking out of the third floor, this woman combed her head and snake bun, wearing a turquoise and red lace curly skirt, delicate waist willow, not a hand, ice muscle and jade bones, fragrant and pleasant, through the veil you know that she must be as beautiful as a fairy, between a few steps, like a weak wind to support the willow, beautiful and moving, low eyebrows, better than Xi Shi Huansha, delicate and shy fish.

Yang Yingjie's fan didn't shake either, although it was the second time he saw it, he was still dumbfounded.

Then, the sound of the piano rises, accompanied by a slight evening breeze, immersed in the heart, smelling drunk, Xingtian's "Wind Grass" is sad and lonely, after she plays, it adds more graceful and sorrowful, such as the clear spring stone, the misty forest, the whispering of the Ying, the east wind of the small building, the twilight snow of the thousand mountains, only the shadow who goes, chasing the wind and catching the shadow, the morning flower and the dew.

The moonlight is shining, sparkling, and the sound of the piano echoes on the surface of the river, evoking lovesickness, and tears are shedding when it is lost.

After the song is finished, the whole river, only the slight rustle of the evening breeze blowing through the water surface is heard, and the sound of the piano still echoes in the ears, and the meaning is still unfinished.

Yang Yingjie shook his senses, looked at Wujian again, and wanted to let Wujian play a song, but found that Wujian was holding on to the table, and he didn't know when he fell asleep, so he hurriedly pushed him and woke up: "Brother Wu, why are you asleep, it's your turn!"

Wuxian woke up slowly, raised his head, and whispered, "See you smile!" Under the moonlight, the placket of the clothes he was holding was already soaked, and this was the first time he cried tears in a dream.

Gongsun Yuzheng got up, and after hearing Yang Yingjie's words, he frowned and glanced at Wuji, sighed lightly, and turned back to the building.

Yang Yingjie got up and said loudly: "Tonight, this son brought this barrierless brother here to play a song, if the Gongsun girl thinks that his piano skills are not bad, can you let this son see it, and make up for this painting fan?"

After a while, I heard a weak voice coming from upstairs, "Listen up, if his piano skills are above the little girl, you can see it, but if it is ordinary, please don't bother Yang Gongzi in the future." ”

Yang Yingjie smiled after hearing this: "Thank you, Miss Gongsun!" and turned to look at Wuji, who had already put the piano away at this time.

Wujian said calmly: "What is playing under is the "Fearless" on the score, and I hope you Haihan." ”

The strings are plucked, and the sound of the piano brushes across the river again, and the sound is pleasant and melodious.

At first, the audience was still secretly scolding in their hearts: "Where did you find such a weak person, who dares to show ugliness here!" But when the piano sounded, this kind of heart was immediately dispelled, and they listened attentively.

The reason why Wuji fell asleep was not to despise Gongsun Yu's piano sound, but that her piano sound was too beautiful, which reminded him of his mother, remembering that when he was young, when he closed his eyes tightly and couldn't sleep in pain, his mother's piano sound made him forget the pain on his body, and accompanied him into a dream.

If Gongsun Yu's piano sound seems to be talking, the unobstructed piano sound is like a memory, looking for the shadow of the past, turning around, looking back, hand in hand, laughing, twilight, heavy, floating in the mind.

The sound of the piano swirls and resonates with the river, jumping with the rhythm, every syllable, clear and coherent, one after another, resonating with the evening breeze, blowing with every coherent rhythm, every time it is picky, and the enemy is beaten, it is accurate and moderate, she is not to show off, he wants to express his feelings in this way.

Most of the audiences who can spend a high price to enjoy the piano here know how to appreciate it, and when they hear the sound of the barrier-free piano, a special taste comes to their hearts, and they secretly praise the barrier-free piano art.

The rhythm of the piano accelerates, the fingers fly, until it is not clear, the strings rise steeply, like a thousand overlapping sounds, a hundred flowers compete for beauty, as if facing the lofty mountains, the waves of the sea, the barren desert, the vast Hongyu, I go to pursue.

The whole river began to stir up, jumping up with each high note, jumping higher and higher, like a spring, the whole audience was stunned, none of them had seen such a strange scene, Gongsun Yu actually walked out of the attic, listened to the sound of the piano, and looked around.

The sound of the piano has reached the extreme, high to the extreme, after the turn, it sped up again, and the water column sprayed up one zhang high, and then sprayed more than two zhang high, and the water column went higher and higher, and the whole audience began to exclaim.

When the piano sound reached its peak, 'whoosh!' saw meteors streak across the night sky, flying away in unison, like thousands of golden silks, endlessly.

When the sound of the piano stopped, everyone didn't know, in short, this meteor shower had been raining for a long time.