Chapter Seventy-Eight: Turning into a Spirit
A burst of singing suddenly came from outside the window, which made Shu Hai's thoughts turn around instantly.
Looking at the ten fingers wrapped in strips of cloth, Shu Hai couldn't help sighing: It's a pity that these skillful hands that used to play strings are now completely deserted. I'm afraid that it will be impossible to control the cup of snow and play the sound of the piano like heaven in the past.
While feeling sorry, listening to the singing of men and women in the deep mountains in the distance, a smile appeared on Shu Hai's lips. The sound was so beautiful, like a bird in the mountains, and although I couldn't see anyone, I could imagine what a group of young people and girls of all ages it would be!
They must have been dressed in costumes, embroidered with all kinds of delicate patterns of their own design, and wearing shining silver ornaments on their heads, looking at the man they liked across the river, and pouring out their hearts with graceful singing voices. Although the tone is simple and does not have too many technical modifications, it is green and beautiful, which makes people listen to the heart.
These lovely southern Xinjiang women are not as reserved and introverted as the women of the Central Plains, and always express their hearts enthusiastically and heartily, like flowers blooming wantonly in the valley.
"Master."
At this time, Mu Xue didn't have the heart to listen to the mountain song, so she called out worriedly, and muttered in a low voice: "...... It's been more than an hour. β
Alas, once this qin is transformed into a spirit, how can it become annoying?
"Okay, got it." Shu Hai replied angrily: "If you kneel for a while, you won't be able to die." β
But despite this, he still pushed the door open, and walked towards the mountain gate with his hands behind his back and pacing. Seeing this, Beixue was overjoyed and hurriedly followed.
In front of the mountain gate of the first star palace.
Seeing that the sun was all over the field, most of the fog in the valley had dispersed, but the small black cloud the size of a palm overhead just refused to go, and it was raining lightly. It's not big, but it's enough to get your hair and dress wet.
Xue He's miserable appearance at this time was like a chicken in soup, and he was not as commanding as when he first came, but knelt in front of the mountain gate with a aggrieved face, as if he would cry at any time.
He sat not far from her, not getting wet at all. The two of them were only a few steps away, and it seemed especially that this rainy cloud was exactly what had been prepared for her, full of malice.
A figure like a white lotus paced unhurriedly, came out of the star palace and gradually walked in front of the two, and the gentleman immediately stood up from the top and saluted respectfully to Shu Hai:
"The younger generation sees Zhu Shi Xianzun."
Shu Hai let out an "um" and looked at the snow river expressionlessly.
"Speak."
He urged in a low voice.
Xue He bit his lip, his face was wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears; The strands of silver stuck to his forehead and cheeks, and he didn't care about it, and his condition looked very miserable:
"Master, I know it's wrong."
"The rain was too loud to hear."
Stinky old monster! You clearly did it on purpose! If you stop the rain, there will be no sound!
Xue He gritted his teeth in anger, and just wanted to talk back, but when he saw that he glared at her again, he had to change his mouth and say loudly: "Master, I was wrong!" β
Shu Hai raised his eyebrows, snapped his fingers, and the small dark cloud above his head was called a day and dispersed: "That's it, since I have learned to apologize, if I still let you kneel, it will look like I am a child." Do you dare to beat people at every turn in the future? β
"Don't dare."
"The next time I do it again, it won't be so easy."
"There's no next time, Master, don't dare anymore."
Shu Hai was satisfied, said "Get up", and then turned his head to Zhen Tuan and said, "I accept the apology." Forget it, you go back and pay the errand. β
He thanked her again and stretched out his hand to help her, but Xuehe shook his hand and avoided it, without appreciation.
Shu Hai's anger was gone, but Xuehe was aggrieved. With that ghost girl's temperament, if this evil breath doesn't come out, this matter still can't be finished.
Knowing that she was not in a good mood, she smiled bitterly and persuaded: "Your master has said that he forgave you, but he still can't get up?" β
"Don't worry about it, you go yours."
He sighed silently, knowing that this master and apprentice were not easy to provoke, and the more he persuaded him, the more he tried to persuade him, he simply left it alone. He said goodbye to Shu Hai, Shu Hai knew that he had a mission on him, and he would not leave him in vain, so he went straight to Ning Wangfu to continue his errand.
"Cup of snow, go boil hot water, and give this dead girl a hair and prepare for the pot."
Beixue knew that he was deliberately cruel, so he agreed and went to boil water.
"Still not up? What's so bad about it? β
Shu Hai treated her hard, and smiled very happily: "Don't think I don't know your thief's eyes!" I want to clean you up, every minute! β
Xue He sat directly on the ground with an innocent face, stretched out his hand to him and said, "My legs are numb, I need to be hugged by my master and father to stand up!" β
Shu Hai shook his head with a smile, came to her full of pampering, and squatted down: "The apprentice has grown up, and he can't hold it, so carry it on his back." β
"Okay."
Xue He unceremoniously climbed onto his not-so-thick back, and Shu Hai stood up and walked forward with her on his back steadily.
It's just that Xuehe is not so honest, and he has been thinking about how to get out of this evil breath. He was only wearing a light white dress, with a soft black silk half scattered on his shoulders, a slightly open neckline, and a white porcelain-like neck that was particularly conspicuous, exuding a very special light grass and woody fragrance, like a soft and glutinous glutinous rice cake seducing her to bite down.
"I advise you not to make the wrong decision."
Shu Hai didn't look back, and said in a calm tone: "Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will throw you into the Gu pond in the ravine, and take the opportunity to try the quality of your skin." β
Seeing that he was recognized, Xue He stuck out his tongue, obediently leaned on his shoulder, and said unwillingly: "Everyone praises me for the beauty of my new skin, why don't you ask me like before?" β
Shu Hai has a quirk, which is to collect human skins. If he meets a good-looking man or woman, he will always be embarrassed to follow him and ask people: If you die, would it be good for you to give me this skin?
And he has been refining Gu for a long time, and the only non-toxic and harmless skin is that short little old man, so every time he says this, his appearance always makes people feel sinister and obscene, and he is immediately scared away.
"Nope. Your golden body is longer than my life, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for that day. β
The tone is actually sour.
Xue He put his arms around his neck and smiled: "Yes, then it's okay to give me your skin when you die?" β
"Phew, you think beautifully."
Shu Hai said, "To you?" Are you going to ruin my reputation everywhere in my skin? β
"Your reputation? You're all 'Wushan old monsters', everyone sees you like they see the plague god, I do anything to help you clear your name, okay? β
"No, I don't want to."
"Hey, as one of the ancestors of the witch master, he is so miserable, your master will definitely be ashamed to death if he wants to live."
"My relationship with Master has long been over, so I don't have Master."
Xue He blinked, feeling that his tone was not like a joke, but a little bleak, and couldn't help asking, "Isn't it right to talk like this?" Master is Master, there is something, how can you say that there is not?
You see, even if I usually scold you for being a 'stinky old monster' and an old thief, you have never taught me any serious skills, but I have never denied that you are my master! My mother also often taught me: Since recognizing the master is a lifelong thing, no matter what, you must not go back and cannot deny it......"
"That's different."
Shu Hai suddenly interrupted her coldly, stopped, and said with a heavy face: "He killed my wife, and I don't seek revenge from him for the sake of master and apprentice." I think that I have done my best to him, and I don't want to see him again, whether I live or die, and I don't want to have anything to do with him again. β
Xue He was taken aback when he heard this, and looked at his face cautiously: "...... Me, did I say the wrong thing? β
Shu Hai stood quietly in place, looking into the unknown distance.
Xue He played the drum vigorously in his heart: although the relationship between the master and apprentice is very close, and they usually talk about everything, the story of Tibetan flowers has always been a taboo. Even if thousands or tens of thousands of years have passed, it is still a past that he can't let go of in his heart.
Seeing that he hadn't spoken, Xuehe secretly felt bad, and slowly slipped off his back, but inadvertently saw his fingers wrapped in gauze, and couldn't help but be surprised, and asked:
"Master, what's wrong with your hands?"
Shu Hai came back to his senses and smiled self-deprecatingly: "How many years have I not played the strings, I am rusty." β
Seeing that his expression softened, Xue He asked again, "It turns out that Master can also play the piano." β
Shu Hai didn't speak, his eyes looked away gloomily, and he seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts all the time. Xue He rarely saw him like this, and he wanted to comfort him a few words, but he didn't know how to speak.
At this time, I saw the snow cup coming towards me: "The water is boiled." β
"So, shall I take a shower first?"
Shu Hai nodded, turned around and walked in the direction of the meditation room.
Xue He's whole person was soaked in the steaming bathtub, but his mind had been speculating about the story of the sea and hidden flowers. I was too curious, but the person concerned didn't want to say it, and there was no way to ask directly.
"The girl's clothes are here."
Outside the gauze tent, the cup of snow said softly.
Xue He suddenly had an idea and came out of the water: "Sister fairy, don't leave yet, let's talk for a while." β
The figure on the gauze tent was stunned, and I didn't know what she meant.
"I'm Xuehe, we've met, have you forgotten?"
ββ¦β¦ It turned out to be you. β
"Good sister, have you ever seen a hidden flower?"
Mu Xue hesitated for a moment, and then said: "When the master stroked the qin, he placed his affection, so that Yaoqin, who was originally a dead thing, had a spirit; And the strings were just dead things, but because of the spirituality of the Gu worms, I had a soul. Although I felt it when the two of them complained to each other, they couldn't see, hear, or speak when they had a common heart, and they finally didn't have the chance to meet. β
Xue He couldn't help but be disappointed when he heard this, but he didn't give up and asked, "Then, do you know how Zanghua died?" β
Shake oneβs head.
"When I first had my five senses, it was in her grave."
Cup Xue said: "At that time, her body was no longer alive, and the remaining soul lingered for a long time, and it was just on the piano that I saw them for the first time. The owner at that time was heartbroken, and originally built a tomb to die with her, but later changed his mind and took her body away and sealed the tomb.
In that crowned mound, there was a lot of sadness and longing. It took a long time for my sister and I to take shape through that remnant soul. β