It was dusk when he returned to the inn, and after dinner, Ye Wuxian couldn't wait to escape into his room, closed the door and complained: "This woman is really troublesome, no wonder Old Man Sun asked me not to provoke women, it seems that there is really some reason." ”

"I don't know where Sun Tou and Xiao Guizi are now?" Thinking of this, Ye Wuxian suddenly felt a burst of infinite longing, looking at the moon outside the window, a vicissitudes of life bent back appeared in his mind, it was so familiar.

"Father" Ye Wuxian suddenly shouted out this title in his heart, and a tear slid down the corner of his eye.

A cool breeze blew from the window, mixed with the smell of grass, blowing the tips of the young man's hair lying on the bed, the boy seemed to be immersed in this gentle breeze, like a fallen leaf that has left the branches, drifting in this breeze, without support, without knowing where to go, and unable to find a way back.

The figure that gradually became clear in his mind was covered in blood, and the kitchen knife he was holding in one hand was still "ticking... Dripping with blood, the figure looked at him with a hideous smile and walked slowly towards him...

"Ahh

Ye Wuxian woke up from his dream, sat up suddenly, gasped for breath, sweating profusely, and after a long while, his violently beating heart slowly calmed down.

This dream was very similar to the nightmare he had dreamed about all these years, it was a nightmare that he could not get rid of, the blood-eating murderer in the dream, which frightened him.

There was silence all around, and it was pitch black all around.

He sat in the dark for a long time, and unintentionally reached out and touched the rusty single-edged sword that lay beside the bed, and a cold feeling enveloped him.

I looked up at the bright moon that had risen in the air, and I didn't feel sleepy anymore, so I got up and walked outside the house.

Downstairs, around the hall is the backyard of this inn, seeing that this backyard is actually a small garden, Ye Wuxian secretly said to himself in his heart, the size of this backyard is only about 20 zhang, and there are rockeries, lotus ponds, and pavilions...... , just seeing the dark shadows, the figure began to appear in Ye Wuxian's head again, Ye Wuxian fell his head hard, his heart was confused for a while, and he walked down the path, the breeze was blowing, bringing a trace of coolness.

On such a quiet night, a teenager walked alone in the deep garden, reminiscing about the past.

No one knows what painful things such a teenager has to go through to become so bleak and vicissitudes.

The sound of the piano came slowly, mixed with the breeze wafting throughout the backyard, but the sound of the piano seemed to be deliberately suppressed by the owner, but it was only faintly audible.

Ye Wuxian suddenly calmed down a lot in his heart when he heard the sound of the piano, there was someone in this inn who could play such a beautiful tune, and he couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and walked in the direction of the sound of the piano.

In the pavilion, dressed in green plain clothes, his jade fingers gently plucked the guqin in front of him, but his mouth was still faintly humming a tune.

Ye Wuxian didn't know how to get to the bottom, but he felt that this song sounded calm, as if he had the illusion of being in the starry sky, and his mood at this time was much more comfortable.

"Brother Ye"

Suddenly, the sound stopped, and a soft voice came from the pavilion.

Ye Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and recognized this person as Zhang Yanyan, but he didn't expect her to be here late at night, and at this moment, he saw her wearing that set of water-green clothes, her skin was like snow in the moonlight, and she was beautiful and unparalleled, and she smiled slightly, she was like a fairy.

"Brother Ye, what are you staring at me? Don't you know? Brother Ye, can't you be attracted by my beauty!" Zhang Yingying quipped, and after a while, she burst out laughing, and this moment it was really as beautiful as a hundred flowers blooming, almost making Ye Wuxian stunned.

Ye Wuxian laughed dryly, and also felt a little rude: "How can there be such a thing, you are not like the quiet appearance during the day." ”

Zhang Yingying covered her mouth and smiled: "I thought that Brother Ye was different from those worldly people, so this is why his true temperament is revealed, I don't want Brother Ye to be too..."

"Isn't this tiring?" Ye Wuxian also asked without borrowing.

"Tired, but isn't this what a female cultivator is supposed to be, unless she becomes an excellent female cultivator like Sister Yanran, who can do things by temperament. As she spoke, Zhang Yingying's bright eyes couldn't help revealing a little sadness.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, since we met tonight, is Brother Ye willing to play a tune for the little girl? Brother Ye's tune is very good. ”

Looking at Zhang Yingying, who looked forward to it, like a child, Ye Wuxian nodded and walked towards the guqin. Such an innocent and lovely girl, no one will refuse!

Ye Wuxian sat down and looked at the guqin in front of him, which was made of fine ancient wood and fine iron, and the strings were actually made of snow silk, Ye Wuxian couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This little girl is really rich, if it is put in his world, it is estimated that it can be sold for tens of millions.

Ye Wuxian abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart, looked at Zhang Yingying, who was holding his face with both hands in front of him, with an expectant look on his face, smiled slightly, his fingers gently plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano was melodious, as if he was in a world covered by clouds and water and vast smoke waves.

Ye Wuxian played the ancient song "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud", and said in the solution of "Magical Secret Score" that the author "every desire is nine peaks, covered by the clouds of Xiaoxiang, in order to imply the meaning of melancholy". At that time, the Yuan soldiers went south, and the literati moved south. Guo Wei settled near Hengshan in southern Hunan. The scene of clouds and water rushing evokes his love for the mountains and rivers of the motherland, the feeling of the current situation, and the complex feelings of wanting to live in seclusion. This song was born at the right time.

This piece is the homework assigned to him by the teacher when Ye Wuxian was in college, during the first ancient music score research class, and I don't know why I played it today, I can't help but feel a little sad in my heart, I don't know if the friends in that world are okay?

"Wow! What a beautiful tune! What's its name?"

The woman in front of her clapped her hands and smiled, her innocent smile seemed to dispel all the endless darkness, Ye Wuxian only felt a warm heart, and also smiled.

"This piece is "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud", which was written by a senior master in my hometown when he was facing the withering of the country and the invasion of foreign enemies, and he could not change the situation. ”

"Well, I do have the feeling of being in the clouds and water, and the smoke is vast, but this song looks extremely desolate in retrospect, and Brother Ye should not play such a song again in the future, so as not to be sad. Zhang Yingying clenched the flower she had just picked a little tightly, gritted her teeth and said, "Brother Ye, do you also want to cultivate immortals?"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, hitting Ye Wuxian in his heart.